Just got back from our annual street camping trip. This is our 5th year, we have 6 familes and about 25 people total. I brought along two of my ukes with the intention of letting Norm have a go at it. He had fumbled around with trying to learn guitar a few years ago (his words) and gave up on it.
We spent the better part of an afternoon noodling around and you could tell he was getting hooked. He hands and wrist would get sore, he would take a break and get right back on it. I taught him a couple riffs and a very simple version of "You are my sunshine". He really enjoyed himself and you could see that gleem in his eye that the sound of a uke brings
Tell us your stories of turning someone on to the uke
We spent the better part of an afternoon noodling around and you could tell he was getting hooked. He hands and wrist would get sore, he would take a break and get right back on it. I taught him a couple riffs and a very simple version of "You are my sunshine". He really enjoyed himself and you could see that gleem in his eye that the sound of a uke brings
Tell us your stories of turning someone on to the uke
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