Four stringed salvation
Can I play you a little tune on my uke? It’s far from perfect, but I’m working on it. And yeah, I can sing it in French, too, but it’s even sadder. Two lines, badly translated by me: “What’s left of the love letters, of the April rendezvous? A souvenir that follows me, ceaselessly…” I’d …
This afternoon, I taught approximately 50 ukulele players how to swing “I Will Survive” on the uke. It was awesome. Everyone rocked. My work here is done. What worthwhile thing did you do with your Sunday? Photo: Angela, Me, Dan under the mirror ball at SUPA. Thanks, Lori! [tags]ukulele, I Will Survive[/tags]
If you had a uke, you might have had the pleasure of having the Nikkei Horizons Ukulele Band come to play for you and your ukulele club last weekend. If you had a uke, you might have learned that the old guy in their club is 90 and the youngest 11, and you might wonder …
I’m up in Sam Rosen’s place. Ben has sent me there, but when I tell Sam this, he doesn’t remember Ben. Finally, he says, “I remember a guy from Seattle, Uncle Ben? Do you mean him?” That’s the one! I say. “You should have just said Uncle Ben!” Sam teaches a 10 day uke making …
Here’s a little video in which I do not entirely mangle this delightful 1936 tune. This is the fourth take. I’m posting it with mistakes, crazy bed head hair, and the dropped last couple of seconds because who do I think I am, Madonna? I have no stylist, video production crew, sound engineer, or, oh, …