Recovering Bassist
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This story is 100% true! My wife asked/begged me a week ago to go to her best friends house and show her friends kids a little on ukulele, and to entertain her friends father. Last summer I was there to show her kids a little on guitar, and was lied to and told they had been practicing, and they had not, at all. But last summer the friends father, who is 78 was there, and he asked me to play a few old songs, and I did half baked versions of the ones I had heard, and he had a great time, so he was really looking forward to hearing my play ukulele this past Saturday I was told.....Well.......On Saturday as my wife was driving me there, she suddenly informs me that the father will not be there because her friends sister, who I don't know at all, got insanely jealous at the idea of her sister showing the father a good time instead of her, and this sister took it upon herself to pick the father up, and take him to her house, so he couldn't attend, and he was said to be majorly bummed out about it, but didn't want to cause a scene. This sister supposedly went so far as to say she'd hire her dad a musician to entertain him if need be. LOL! And she couldn't figure out why I would be coming there for free. I was like WHATTTT??? And to be told this only after we were only heading over there....Cause my wife knows what a loner I am and had I known all that silly sibling drama I would not have gone...I mean the one guy who actually wanted to hear me wasn't even going to be there.
But wait there's more!
So I was playing there, showing the kids a little bit, the little girl, who is like 11, has taken ukulele lessons in school. Towards the end of this dealio my wife suddenly blurts out, "hey, do a murder ballad!" My wife does sometimes have some sense, I just wanna say that. The murder ballad thing is a joke between her and I cause a while back we innocently got on the topic of discussing murder ballads one time, and she didn't believe me they even existed, and then her reactions when I sang one for her entertained me so much I decided to learn some more. Sometimes she won't even let me finish them she gets so freaked out. So I said uhhhhh....I don't think I wanna do murder ballads for kids....So my wife said sing "Don't take your guns to town", by Johnny Cash, which she doesn't even like that song, and I don't really know it, but I did a 3/4's baked version of it, and this little girl was mesmerized by this. I'm talking wide eyed, visibly moved. I get done, the little girl excitedly says do another murder ballad! Now I'm looking at her mom becoming noticeably uncomfortable, and I said nah, but I did another really sad story song, and again, this kid was memorized, hanging on every word. Then later my wife tells me the little girl sent a text to tell me how much she enjoyed the ukulele playing, and the story songs.
So I may not be a ukulele ambassador, but I sure feel like a ukulele instigator now, albeit an innocent one! Well, mostly innocent anyhow...
But wait there's more!
So I was playing there, showing the kids a little bit, the little girl, who is like 11, has taken ukulele lessons in school. Towards the end of this dealio my wife suddenly blurts out, "hey, do a murder ballad!" My wife does sometimes have some sense, I just wanna say that. The murder ballad thing is a joke between her and I cause a while back we innocently got on the topic of discussing murder ballads one time, and she didn't believe me they even existed, and then her reactions when I sang one for her entertained me so much I decided to learn some more. Sometimes she won't even let me finish them she gets so freaked out. So I said uhhhhh....I don't think I wanna do murder ballads for kids....So my wife said sing "Don't take your guns to town", by Johnny Cash, which she doesn't even like that song, and I don't really know it, but I did a 3/4's baked version of it, and this little girl was mesmerized by this. I'm talking wide eyed, visibly moved. I get done, the little girl excitedly says do another murder ballad! Now I'm looking at her mom becoming noticeably uncomfortable, and I said nah, but I did another really sad story song, and again, this kid was memorized, hanging on every word. Then later my wife tells me the little girl sent a text to tell me how much she enjoyed the ukulele playing, and the story songs.
So I may not be a ukulele ambassador, but I sure feel like a ukulele instigator now, albeit an innocent one! Well, mostly innocent anyhow...