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My first recollection of a ukulele is from when I was a small child. My Grampa had a ukulele that he would bring out once in a blue moon and upon which he would perform a rousing rendition of Abba Dabba Honeymoon. Me and my sister would go nuts.
Then I grew up and the ukulele fell off of my radar until I was in my 30's and on a business trip to Hawaii. I remembered my Grampa's ukulele and I decided that I had to bring a ukulele home from Hawaii as a souvenir. It was a cheap Hilo, but I fell in love with it and caught the ukulele bug.
One day, much to my chagrin, the bridge popped off right in my face. I glued it back on with superglue, but it popped off again. After repeating this process a couple more times, I realized that it was not going to work and that I was now without a functioning ukulele to play.
I quickly ordered a cow-colored Fluke (aka Mookulele) with an under-saddle pickup. Now I could plug my "mook" into my guitar amp and crank it up. And that was just incredibly fun. Since then I have added a blue Flea ukulele and a Lehua Concert Uke, made in Portugal.
I could blather on for hours more but I won't bore you. If you are interested, you can find more of my ukulele story on my blog, Ukulele Babylon.
Keep on Uking!
Go Cat Dave
P.S. Click here if you would like to see my YouTube uke vids.
My first recollection of a ukulele is from when I was a small child. My Grampa had a ukulele that he would bring out once in a blue moon and upon which he would perform a rousing rendition of Abba Dabba Honeymoon. Me and my sister would go nuts.
Then I grew up and the ukulele fell off of my radar until I was in my 30's and on a business trip to Hawaii. I remembered my Grampa's ukulele and I decided that I had to bring a ukulele home from Hawaii as a souvenir. It was a cheap Hilo, but I fell in love with it and caught the ukulele bug.
One day, much to my chagrin, the bridge popped off right in my face. I glued it back on with superglue, but it popped off again. After repeating this process a couple more times, I realized that it was not going to work and that I was now without a functioning ukulele to play.
I quickly ordered a cow-colored Fluke (aka Mookulele) with an under-saddle pickup. Now I could plug my "mook" into my guitar amp and crank it up. And that was just incredibly fun. Since then I have added a blue Flea ukulele and a Lehua Concert Uke, made in Portugal.
I could blather on for hours more but I won't bore you. If you are interested, you can find more of my ukulele story on my blog, Ukulele Babylon.
Keep on Uking!
Go Cat Dave
P.S. Click here if you would like to see my YouTube uke vids.