Skitzic
Well-known member
Well ok, not really. But I think the woman next door thinks I'm cursed or something.
I'm working on my first original song (written specifically for the uke) and it's called Crash. I was working on the song last night, and I heard a popping sound followed by the screech of tires, followed by that distinctive crunch of breaking car. So, ukulele and cell phone in hand I bolt out my front door to see if anyone was hurt.
The kid was ok, so while I was talking to the cops on the phone I went back inside to put the uke away. Then I realized I was outside in my pajama pants and tank top...so I threw on a sweat shirt and went back outside to tell them the fuzz was on the way.
The kid's tire rod broke and he lost control. So he jumped the curb in front of my house, turfed up the front yard (coming within a foot of my porch), hit the corner of my neighbor's house, and landed in her garden. There is a huge chunk of siding missing from her house, a good chunk of gutter is gone, but she was really pissed off that the face she had on a stump was missing. This face/stump was named Wilbur. You could tell the kid felt SO bad.
Anyway, she comes up to me after the kid leaves (and after we find Wilbur in her garden full of cacti) and says she heard me playing a song and I sung about crashing in the chorus. She would appreciate if I stopped playing that song (it's hard to tell if she was kidding or not...she's an odd duck).
I believe she may actually think my song caused this crash.
End story.
Note: no ukes were harmed in the duration of this event. -Thank you
I'm working on my first original song (written specifically for the uke) and it's called Crash. I was working on the song last night, and I heard a popping sound followed by the screech of tires, followed by that distinctive crunch of breaking car. So, ukulele and cell phone in hand I bolt out my front door to see if anyone was hurt.
The kid was ok, so while I was talking to the cops on the phone I went back inside to put the uke away. Then I realized I was outside in my pajama pants and tank top...so I threw on a sweat shirt and went back outside to tell them the fuzz was on the way.
The kid's tire rod broke and he lost control. So he jumped the curb in front of my house, turfed up the front yard (coming within a foot of my porch), hit the corner of my neighbor's house, and landed in her garden. There is a huge chunk of siding missing from her house, a good chunk of gutter is gone, but she was really pissed off that the face she had on a stump was missing. This face/stump was named Wilbur. You could tell the kid felt SO bad.
Anyway, she comes up to me after the kid leaves (and after we find Wilbur in her garden full of cacti) and says she heard me playing a song and I sung about crashing in the chorus. She would appreciate if I stopped playing that song (it's hard to tell if she was kidding or not...she's an odd duck).
I believe she may actually think my song caused this crash.
End story.
Note: no ukes were harmed in the duration of this event. -Thank you