Four stringed salvation
Stop me if you’ve heard this one before. The first time I went to Hawaii, I got crazy from the sound of the ukulele. When I returned to Seattle, I’d decided that I was going to make that sound myself. I had no idea how this was going to happen, only that it was. I …
This is not really a travel story. Mostly, it is a thank you note. Over the weekend I participated in a conference about travel and food writing and photography. A travel writing friend had been badgering me to go for years, in fact, the last time we’d talked she wanted me to promise that I’d …
You know what they’ve got on the highway between Seattle and Eugene? Dinosaur rock, that’s what, and plenty of it. And if you are of a certain age, you may find yourself singing along with all the Eagles songs in that one rock block and wondering, also, what the hell was Fleetwood Mac on, anyways? …
Pictured: Gadgets and whatnots for my blogging trip to Antarctica. Uke tuner: I tune because I care. Sopranino ukulele. From the delightful Maggie, this little uke is to remain shipboard with the crew after my journey. Cable 1: For the Nikon battery charger Cable 2: For the external hard drive Battery 1: Extended battery for …
I’m not very good and I shouldn’t sing, not really, but I do anyway. Hey, no one is requiring you to hit “play”. Chords? Those are here.
This is the third time through. It’s me and my friend C. We’re working on it for open mic at an upcoming ukulele Sunday. The uke, that’s me, C has to break the music up so we can both play because, trust me, there’s something complicated about the timing on this thing. The harmony is …