bird's eye view of my ukelele
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linda i think it's cheating to get some 12 year old kid to appear in your videos
Here's My entry Ginny. Dedicated to you!
lumpywafflesquirt - Empty Pocket Blues - First, bravo for the whistling interlude, Robin! This is a nice little tune, just right for the Season. You asked for specific criticism: I like your little nook there for recording. The song would come alive more if you were able to make some interaction with the camera. It would make you think a little more about the words you're saying rather than the strums you're trying to keep even. Place the lyrics (on paper, maybe) close to the camera so your eyes can dart to it (and thereby us) at intervals.
I think that a soprano uke is not the ideal instrument to play serious blues and if you want to do more of that, you may wish to get a tenor. Brian (pabrizzer) is really good at playing blues, which you can see in his videos. If he's available, he might advise you about how to get a blues rhythm into your song so it would would have more a sense of misery to it. Alan (decaturcomp) is also a good resource.
Now please do a bonus song.
Here's My entry Ginny. Dedicated to you!
OLD LADY RAP ALERT!
Billionaire~
Once again, following a brilliant entry by Eric and Bro. You guys are phenomenal.
I guess this is a bonus
here's an old bawdy song I dug up on traditionalmusic.co.uk
It's offensive in lots of ways, and repetitive and sophomoric, proving the universality of these musical qualities.
It mentions jailhouse homosexuality, abortion, prostitution, contraception, lots of pimping, gambling, and a little stripping too.
I cherry picked verses from various versions, and skipped a few that I didn't get. It's still way too long for any sober person to sit through...
http://www.odps.org/glossword/index.php?a=term&d=5&t=119
http://youtu.be/iIZGn7zDbUo
And so....... In my eagerness to join the fun as a Seasonista I hurriedly learned this tune and did my best to get the video shot before the sun sank in the west for the day........still came out a bit grainy in the low light......
Am I a Seasonista now?
Thanks man! We're having a blast here in Orlando. We'll be at Lego Land tomorrow for my nephew's birthday. Possibly Magic Kingdom on Friday. Have fun there!
season 114 not 214...shows what happens when i try to be as hep as TCK....#decaturcompfail
couldn't find these lyrics or chords anywhere so this is transcribed from sid selvidge's record
Love all yer pickin' and strummin' and a playin', Alan. Love the pace of this one.
So I thought of an old song I wanted to learn so here is my 2nd vid for the week. Not a great solo but I didn't feel like recording the whole song over again. Tell me what you think.
It's [D]of a rich [G]farmer in [D]Cheshire,
To the [G]market his [Em] daughter would [A]go,
Not [G]thinking that any would [D]harm her,
She'd [A7]often been that way be[D]fore.
She was met by a rusty highwayman,
Who caused the young damsel to stand.
"Your money and clothes now deliver
Or else your sweet life is at hand."
He stripped this fair damsel stark naked,
And gave her his bridle to hold,
And there she stood shivering and shaking,
Near starved unto death with the cold.
She put her left foot in the stirrup,
And mounted his horse like a man;
Over hedges and ditches she galloped,
Crying, "Catch me, bold rogue, if you can."
She rode over hedges and ditches
And places she knew very well
She left him with a parcel of farthings
The sum of five shillings to tell
The bold rogue he soon followed after,
Which caused him to puff and to blow.
But the highwayman never could catch her,
Till she came to her own father's door.
"Oh daughter! dear daughter! what's happened?"
"Oh father! to you I will tell;
I was met by a rusty highwayman,
Thank God! I am here and I'm well."
"Put the grey mare in the stable,
And spread a white sheet on the ground."
They searched the highwayman's portmanteau,
And counted out five thousand pounds.
Dear daughter this is a good portion
And I will give you five hundred more
I think that will be a good portion
To keep the old wolf from the door.
as promised
as promised
This song is unpleasant, but as I have read and understand the rules, we can do a song about being skint, broke and or poor as well. This song is not any of that...more a tribute to the "haves" and their disdain and contempt for the "have-nots". Hope it is OK, it got stuck in my head and would not leave me alone (and we know how that goes).
If it is really fodder for the island-I will move it along.
The very mention of the bands name sends most people even a few years older than I am into a frenzy, but that is punk rock. I only say that as a warning for everyone.
Kill The Poor- Dead Kennedys. All Cloverdaled up.