My nephew got married this weekend. At the rehearsal dinner a family friend thought it would be a good idea to get my mom to sing a song at the reception. He is an accomplished guitar player, teaches most any instrument out there and said he owned a uke. I proposed “Five Foot Two” and me and him to accompany on ukes. He responded “That’s C, E7, A7 D7, G7, C, right?” Cool- this will be a walk in the park.
We got up on stage and I handed him a uke. He pulls out a pick (thank god it was my monkey pod uke) and starts playing an F chord. Me- “I thought we were doing it in C”. Him- “this is a C”. Me- “that’s an F”. Him- “that’s a C on the guitar”. Me- “Just go for it, I’ll try to follow”. Luckily the mic wasn’t turned up too much and there was an open bar. We all had a fun time and we got my mom to sign at her grandson’s wedding
Bottom line- never practice on stage.
We got up on stage and I handed him a uke. He pulls out a pick (thank god it was my monkey pod uke) and starts playing an F chord. Me- “I thought we were doing it in C”. Him- “this is a C”. Me- “that’s an F”. Him- “that’s a C on the guitar”. Me- “Just go for it, I’ll try to follow”. Luckily the mic wasn’t turned up too much and there was an open bar. We all had a fun time and we got my mom to sign at her grandson’s wedding
Bottom line- never practice on stage.