I wanted to create this blog as a place where I can store and retrieve information for future reference. I chose the name Humble Uker Ramblings because I have started out strumming my father's 1950's painted Harmony ukulele. I think that the greatest appeal of the ukulele as "the people's instrument" is it's humble simplicity. My contact email is HumbleUker@gmail.com. I have also been working on a blog for the Baritone Ukulele called Humble Baritonics.
Global Weirdness, indeed. Cats That Look Like Hitler is worth the price of admission to this talk all by itself. And Magnus is right about Girls & Corpses Magazine. When I was working at a late, lamented independent book store here in town, one of our magazine distributors sent us (unsolicited) some copies of this thing, and yes, the title tells you what is inside (albeit in an offbeat way). It can be taken as a commentary on the very old man (and very rich man) and very young and very lovely female companion phenomenon, I suppose. Hugh Hefner and his "girlfriends"...
Don't know just how I would react to the Pilates balls, but I always sit off to the sides or in the back (if I'm even there).
And Jeff, there are certain ukers who always, without fail, rev my "Oh, Shit" circuit into hyperdrive.
Ukers don't need to be told to embrace the weird, because we do it every time we hold a uke. We become the weirdness, we go with the flow of the weirdness. In short: We Are The Weird!
Global Weirdness, indeed. Cats That Look Like
ReplyDeleteHitler is worth the price of admission to this
talk all by itself. And Magnus is right about
Girls & Corpses Magazine. When I was working
at a late, lamented independent book store here
in town, one of our magazine distributors sent
us (unsolicited) some copies of this thing, and
yes, the title tells you what is inside (albeit
in an offbeat way). It can be taken as a
commentary on the very old man (and very rich man)
and very young and very lovely female companion phenomenon, I
suppose. Hugh Hefner and his "girlfriends"...
Don't know just how I would react to the Pilates
balls, but I always sit off to the sides or in
the back (if I'm even there).
And Jeff, there are certain ukers who always, without fail, rev my "Oh, Shit" circuit into hyperdrive.
Ukers don't need to be told to embrace the weird, because we do it every time we hold a uke. We
become the weirdness, we go with the flow of the
weirdness. In short: We Are The Weird!