It was gray and a bit blowy, but plenty of people filled the streets in Issaquah for the annual Salmon Days festival. Our uke club was invited to play for the second year in a row, six enthusiastic players (you see five on the stage, one of our guys had to run off) played a …
I confess, I don’t much care for weddings. Given the opportunity, I will try to talk just about anyone out of it. I don’t think much of the bridal industrial complex, a pantheon of evil designed to get you to spend gajillion dollars on “your big day” just as you’re starting your lives together. I …
Okay, the sound isn’t great, it’s muddy and the acoustics in the hall weren’t the best, the voices are under-amplified, but check it out: Our ukulele club played I Will Survive onstage at the Northwest Folklife Festival yesterday. It ruled. In case you’re wondering, I’m the bouncy one in the white flowered headdress and the …
Yo, hot stuff. You’re not going to the Portland Ukulele Festival or the No. Cal Ukulele Festival or the San Diego Ukulele Festival or the New York Uke Fest in the same old uke gear that everyone else is wearing, are you? Duh, of course not. You’re going in a Uke Angel T-Shirt from Nerd’s …
I’ve just spent the weekend in Hawaii. Sort of. It was hot and sunny and we were near the water and there were Hawaiians everywhere, playing music, making food, dancing, sharing songs and chord progressions for the ukulele, oh, and lots more. I’ll come back and write more once I’ve caught up at home, but …