H Luger Master Cello Bow

Consider the Hermann Luger Pernambuco Cello Bow with Fleur de lis sterling mount – Hill model. Don’t let the looks deceive you – it also handles nicely! SOLD


Fleur De Lis Frog Fleur De Lis SlideFleur De Lis Button

Cello Bow by Friedrich Wunderlich, 1884, gets a new tip.

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The bone tip is gently formed to the shape of this very delicate old German cello bow. It is glued securely with industrial glue and waxed cording. A small piece of leather is used to brace the winding. After the glue has dried, the final shaping is done to the exterior, and the hole for the mortise is carved to fit. The final bone tip is polished.


The majestic French violin, J.B. Collin-Mezin, 1887 – SOLD



Large and majestic tone, rich oil varnish, superb wood, and aged to perfection! By J.B. Collin-Mezin, Luthier a Paris. SOLD

Keller Strings has been nominated by the Louisiana Small Business Development Center for the 2014 SBA awards; Entrepreneurial Success Award and the Family Owned Business Award.


Currently in the shop…Instruments from Italy, Austria, Romania, China, France, Germany, Bulgaria, Czech Republic

Ivan Dunov Body Detail 2_MG_7688Dunov Scroll 3

Ivan Dunov Cello

Consider the lowly Tone Ball…

This strange orb can reside for decades or even centuries inside of an acoustic instrument. Some even believe it is what gives their beloved Violin, Viola, Cello or Bass Violin (or Upright Bass) its mellow rich tone.
It is actually the result of the vibrations inside of a well made acoustic instrument. The better the instrument, the tighter the ball. It is made up of lint and other debris that makes it’s way inside. The vibrations that create that beautiful sound coming out of that Strad hiding in your closet will gather the lint and cause it to travel in a specific pattern, creating the ball.
This one is from an old Cello and is about 70 years old. It is pretty tight meaning that the cello was built correctly. It is about 8/10ths in diameter.

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tone ball

European Style Violin Case

Austin 4/4 Electric Violin with case, bow, headphones and built-in pre-amp

VLE-5 Electric Violin Black (1)Just arrived! Austin Electric Violins in Black or Red. $449 includes case, bow, headphones. Solid wood body with pre-amp – Listen through the headphones with no AMP necessary! It has 1/8″ jacks on the back for Headphones, Output and Mic. This outfit will make a fantastic gift!

Meteny Violin by Pascal Gilis

Currently we have a special violin in the shop. We just received a very fine violin that was built by the Romanian maker Pascal Gilis. Now living in Brussels, this maker delivers an instrument that is an instant classic with the right look, feel and sound that will make it someones “forever” instrument. The tone is rich and even with an ability to produce volume at the touch of the bow. The a Asking price for this violin is $7,000.  SOLD


Welcome to Keller Strings!

Keller Strings is a transplanted musical instrument store from the Midwest region of the country. We facilitate a rapport with both new and experienced musicians who place high value on customer service and convenience while maintaining a combination of timeless charm and New Orleans’ laissez-faire sensibility.

We believe in old fashioned customer service which is the foundation of Keller Strings, a boutique violin shop specializing in select European violin family instruments, bows, and accessories. We have been doing this for a long time and there is nothing we haven’t seen and no problem we cannot solve. You can call us experts, but we’re just happy to help. It is about finding you a handcrafted instrument (old or new) that your family will enjoy for generations.

Keller Strings knows that instruments are nothing without the people behind them. If there are two things we love most, it’s live music and being a part of the community that makes it happen. Because of its rich music history, deep culture, and passionate artistry, New Orleans provides us with the perfect backdrop for our beautiful, artisanal string instruments.

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New Orleans has inspiring rebirth

by George Gurley, for the Lawrence Journal-World.

The preacher in New Orleans last Easter drew a parallel between the Resurrection and the rebirth of the city after Hurricane Katrina. Outside, it was a beautiful spring day — birds singing, trees leafing out, fragrance of flowers in bloom, Easter bonnets everywhere. But the preacher remembered the dark days when the streets of the city were patrolled by National Guard troops in Humvees, when many gave New Orleans up for dead. She recalled going into a shop in Baton Rouge, where she’d been evacuated, and seeing bins filled with banners that proclaimed, “Open.” What were they for? she asked. The banners were for anyone who was brave enough to return to New Orleans, the proprietor said.

When she got back, she found a “Condemned” sign in front of her church. The colossal steeple had fallen on the roof. Damages were estimated at $5 million. It would have been tempting to fall into despair. But next to the “Condemned” sign she put up an “Open” sign. Take that, Katrina. Since then, the church had been completely restored. The pews were filled with cheerful families on Easter Sunday. It was a happy scene.

The preacher delivered a sermon to the children on the subject of losers — people like Albert Einstein, Walt Disney and Michael Jordan who were written off as failures when they were kids. Don’t give up if you ever feel like a loser, she said. You can do anything you put your mind and heart to. She quoted Walter Percy’s wonderful saying: “Everything will be all right in the end. And if it’s not all right, it’s not the end.”

The preacher could have passed for a soccer mom cheering her kids or a coach exhorting her team. Buckle down. We can win this thing. She was no Pollyanna. There were none of the weary platitudes that issue so often from the pulpits these days. One moment she was colloquial — the Resurrection was a “game-changer,” she said. The next moment she was a revival orator, exhorting the congregation to “rise up,” defy the odds, live in determined hope rather than in fear of death.

A few years ago my daughter and her husband moved to New Orleans and have thrown themselves into the life of the festive city, marching in Mardi Gras dressed as an alligator and an egret, staging crawdad boils on their driveway, canoeing the local bayous. A “second line” parade passes by and out the door they go to join in for a mile or two. New Orleans was recently named the best food city in the nation by Saveur magazine. It may also be the best music city. Grammy-winning bands play in no-cover dives. Walk down any street and you’re likely to hear music floating from a second-story window, someone warming up for a session that night.

New Orleans is like no other city in the country. The minute you step onto the street you sense a unique spirit — spontaneity, a passion for the moment. Where else can you find streets named Humanity, Pleasant, Elysian Fields, Desire? New Orleans is endless celebration. (Special trucks appear in the morning spraying lemon-scented water to clean the streets of excesses from the night before.) By the way, to establish your credentials as an insider, you much be able to pronounce the name of another street – Tchoupitoulas (Chop-a-too-less).

It must also be said that it’s not that unusual to hear gunshots or see young men chasing down the street with pistols in their hands. Crime is still out of control. “Thou shalt not kill” signs adorn the yards. New Orleans still has its share of problems. But it’s enjoying its own springtime of rebirth. On every block you can see houses undergoing restoration. The dysfunctional educational system has been rebuilt from scratch and dramatically improved. Talented young people are flocking to New Orleans, drawn by opportunities and challenges.

“Katrina created the opening for different policies to turn around what was one of the worst-run and most politically calicified places in America,” according to a recent editorial. No one would wish for a catastrophe like Katrina. And yet disaster can clear out the dead wood of vested interests and sclerotic institutions. The same could be said for individuals — we fall into comfortable ruts. Our finest hours sometimes come when we’re forced to wake up and change.

Perhaps there’s a lesson for Lawrence here.

“We can’t just rest on our laurels,” said the head of the Lawrence Chamber of Commerce recently. Laurels? It seemed a strange choice of words on the occasion of Lawrence’s spectacular nosedive to “the second-worst performing small metropolitan area in the country,” according to a national study. On top of that, the town had a mediocre showing in an education report. Perhaps this is Lawrence’s wake up call. Time to ask big questions: How did this happen? What’s to be done?

See the original piece here.