tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25464844028597967922024-03-28T22:29:16.066-05:00Uke, Ubu, Uke!An ukulele blog of small proportions.Mr. Andersonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07377184009752223477noreply@blogger.comBlogger30125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546484402859796792.post-11208005752408797882010-08-26T08:59:00.000-05:002010-08-26T08:59:00.889-05:00His Name is Sniffs<table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">by ocularinvasion (emory allen)</td></tr>
</tbody></table>His name is Sniffs and you better not mention that he's got the sniffles. With his long arms in tow even Sniffs likes a walk and uke. A walk and uke is so enjoyable for him that even his sniffles go away for the smallest of moments.<br />
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This very interesting illustration was once again found on the pages of Flickr, my favorite haunts (as my mother would say). <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ocularinvasion/4695908963/">Ocularinvasion (Emory Allen)</a> is the artist and I would say that his other pieces are just as wonderful. An interesting mind, and interesting vision. Please check out the other pieces in his photostream.<br />
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I hope everyone was able to enjoy Sniffs as I did. I just wonder what sort of fabric is used on that coat to keep the elbows from tearing right on through?Mr. Andersonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07377184009752223477noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546484402859796792.post-7601302743784058322010-08-19T16:11:00.002-05:002010-08-19T16:17:50.769-05:00Radiohead and Ukulele is like Lamb Chops and Mint Jelly!<embed allowfullscreen="true" base="http://www.npr.org" height="386" src="http://www.npr.org/v2/?i=129253715&m=129235323&t=audio" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" wmode="opaque"></embed><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Courtesy of the artist</td></tr>
</tbody></table>I loved this blip on the <a href="http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=129253715">NPR</a> radar. I took a listen earlier with great elation. Mixing two of my favorite things in the world, Amanda Palmer is my new hero (musically). I REALLY RECOMMEND A LISTEN TO HER VERSION OF IDIOTEQUE! Moreover take some time to either listen to or read the article on <a href="http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=129253715">NPR</a>. If you do your day will not be the same, which is true of everything all of the time.<br />
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Amanda Palmer sings a beautiful version of 'Idioteque,' which is immediately recognizable but recreated just enough to make it her own. With all the other ambience happening it's hard to pick out the ukulele, but I believe that's why I love it. So comfortable with making music with the ukulele Amanda Palmer doesn't need to display the ukulele but rather uses the ukulele as a part of the piece. I loved this version as anyone can tell and can't wait to hear the rest of the album, especially 'Fake Plastic Trees.'Mr. Andersonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07377184009752223477noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546484402859796792.post-32242467632745071742010-08-16T07:51:00.000-05:002010-08-16T07:51:28.165-05:00Paper and Pencil<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDCiXadLhLHzO2qGAuDlCoIMD6vz_ESabFe7DrywN4-VPp5jLLVzdMHCeRzhuXEs6FDFchjyTU_o_zYQVFNfr7XP21g-W-qsysKy7EWOn91O4nvK3c5lLhVUFclphWYfQ5NzPd-JaQsrY/s1600/4808829691_20df44e52c_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDCiXadLhLHzO2qGAuDlCoIMD6vz_ESabFe7DrywN4-VPp5jLLVzdMHCeRzhuXEs6FDFchjyTU_o_zYQVFNfr7XP21g-W-qsysKy7EWOn91O4nvK3c5lLhVUFclphWYfQ5NzPd-JaQsrY/s320/4808829691_20df44e52c_o.jpg" /></a>I have to say that this is one of my more favorite illustrations in some time. The ink paper drawing to the right is by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mariozuccaillustration/4808829691/">Mario Zucca</a>. I completely recommend checking out his other images on Flickr. I didn't notice any more with an ukulele subject matter, but who cares?<br />
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Have an Uke-tastic day!Mr. Andersonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07377184009752223477noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546484402859796792.post-80661842033528426552010-08-10T16:19:00.000-05:002010-08-10T16:19:49.548-05:00Cigar Box Playing Bird<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCWHILVbk7940T9bnnsO6vC9JmCMwdT_6RZx8HP98QDbKb9FOwFV3MK8lV8AhBj9I8MfCZCPsmswusjMsPspV0cNk239OYTbibwTJon5qvD8iUmV3VrC12P-rPX1H1BJFMs4vY8gCsZOQ/s1600/4877882734_e23081dd99_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCWHILVbk7940T9bnnsO6vC9JmCMwdT_6RZx8HP98QDbKb9FOwFV3MK8lV8AhBj9I8MfCZCPsmswusjMsPspV0cNk239OYTbibwTJon5qvD8iUmV3VrC12P-rPX1H1BJFMs4vY8gCsZOQ/s320/4877882734_e23081dd99_b.jpg" /></a></div>Pretty darn cool illustration that I found on Flickr today. An eagle like bird sitting on top an old sign playing a cigar box ukulele. All I have to say is, "foot tapping fun!" Hark! Do my eyes deceive me or is that what looks to be a washtub bass to the left? Well does a bass go, "1...5...1...5...1?" Yes it does! No matter who McGehee is I want to be a part of this folk revival. Thank you <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/37847917@N06/4877882734/">Will Pierce</a> for this wonderful illustration.Mr. Andersonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07377184009752223477noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546484402859796792.post-39534194880935239152010-08-02T13:13:00.000-05:002010-08-02T13:13:42.617-05:00Comeback?<table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">courtesy of Tony Coleman and NPR.org</td></tr>
</tbody></table>I just got done reading an older article on npr.org titled <a href="http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=127116452">'The Mighty Uke': A musical underdog makes a comeback</a>. What I've always wanted answered when talking comebacks, whether in sports or otherwise, is when does a comeback and the person or object is just back (with a vengeance)? Moreover, why is it that the ukulele pendulums from unpopular to popular? When will it just be established? When will it be less novelty and more legitimate? Is it already all of these things? When will you be able to play ukulele without having to play Tiny Tim by request (but I suppose you can't play guitar without having 'Freebird' requested by every Joe)? Time will tell I suppose.<br />
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Sounds like I'm disturbed or anxious about these things, but really I'm not. I am just a poor ukulele man in search of answers. Ha.Mr. Andersonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07377184009752223477noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546484402859796792.post-60297963745999669412010-08-01T12:23:00.000-05:002010-08-01T12:23:47.715-05:00Play Ukulele Like You Eat Melons<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBZhcEa8YgHlScn9V2eyp8v8Vh2rlM6hLXQJ6CGKQkIHfnTEciy0WClh8qwEnAdxtZ9rFahc37XtHeEjEMoYJGlt6U3T8j7OfvKVeK8GLfHeb-_w-kzwiUnyP0WDDodp3c7qPg40p02Ng/s1600/4443358181_9078a10d05_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBZhcEa8YgHlScn9V2eyp8v8Vh2rlM6hLXQJ6CGKQkIHfnTEciy0WClh8qwEnAdxtZ9rFahc37XtHeEjEMoYJGlt6U3T8j7OfvKVeK8GLfHeb-_w-kzwiUnyP0WDDodp3c7qPg40p02Ng/s320/4443358181_9078a10d05_b.jpg" /></a></div><br />
Flickr finds me another ukulele! Illustrated by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/torsovertical/4443358181/">Torso Vertical</a>. I wish I was fat and happy playing an ukulele.Mr. Andersonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07377184009752223477noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546484402859796792.post-68914407639753939542010-01-20T08:57:00.002-06:002010-01-20T09:00:29.577-06:00Ubu the Ukestar<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAIDlcDc0THFg_6nNOrx_Zo8UtSf2Jmem1PdqYWw6x6ZYrV74EHRH1r2hHLfMSGyesZzbLeBy6jgSAEoFr8XKJ4NTHhCZIcP5yiyl502OxYMRyjTD-nB4iahXfbwSh9Gw9vFdlte5R5X0/s1600-h/4255768021_d12686126f_o.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAIDlcDc0THFg_6nNOrx_Zo8UtSf2Jmem1PdqYWw6x6ZYrV74EHRH1r2hHLfMSGyesZzbLeBy6jgSAEoFr8XKJ4NTHhCZIcP5yiyl502OxYMRyjTD-nB4iahXfbwSh9Gw9vFdlte5R5X0/s320/4255768021_d12686126f_o.png" /></a><br />
</div>Yiaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!<br />
Strrrumm-stitty-strrrummm.<br />
I play finger and thumb!<br />
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I GO!<br />
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Plittty-plittty-plit-plit-strrrumm.<br />
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Plitty<br />
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Strrrumumumumum<br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Photo found on Flickr on </span><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/42263272@N08/"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Mrkirun's photostream</span></a><span style="font-size: x-small;">. Check him out!</span>Mr. Andersonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07377184009752223477noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546484402859796792.post-77178862687519609722010-01-19T08:29:00.001-06:002010-01-19T08:33:54.543-06:00NPR: Ukulele Love #3<div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="http://media.npr.org/assets/music/news/2010/01/killianmansfield.jpg?t=1263580971&s=2" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="150" src="http://media.npr.org/assets/music/news/2010/01/killianmansfield.jpg?t=1263580971&s=2" width="200" /></a>Before coming along this article I had heard briefly of Killian Mansfield. I had heard about his battle with cancer. I had heard of his connections in the New York music scene and how he had recorded with Dr. John on his last album. I had even heard some of the music on his album that was released before he died in August. This article mentions all of that but continues to illustrate the community of both musicians and others who have been afflicted by cancer.<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">With friend and girl and white scooter in sight<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">Step not in fright<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">Why would the man walk a red rope so tight<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">Plink chord after note late through the night<br />
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Black boots.<br />
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Red ukulele strum<br />
Back beats.<br />
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Mulch needle litter<br />
Black beats.<br />
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And there was never any real good reason for me to be up here.<br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Photo provided by </span><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/28350004@N02/4203807876/"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Lolanova's photostream on Flickr</span></a><span style="font-size: x-small;">.</span>Mr. Andersonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07377184009752223477noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546484402859796792.post-31076305283794805072009-12-14T13:47:00.001-06:002009-12-14T13:57:45.773-06:00Andi's Music<object height="265" width="320"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DJAgWoWGKBk&hl=en_US&fs=1&color1=0xcc2550&color2=0xe87a9f"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DJAgWoWGKBk&hl=en_US&fs=1&color1=0xcc2550&color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"></embed></object><br />
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<div style="text-align: justify;">The setting was the <a href="http://www.elboroomchicago.com/">Elbo Room</a> in Chicago, Illinois. The program for the night was an after party for the <a href="http://www.cbbfestival.com/">Chicago Bluegrass and Blues Festival</a>. The acts for the night ranged from funky jam band to the usual songwriter-folkish stuff. Before the band that <a href="http://www.zachpietriniandthebrokenbones.com/">I play in</a> took the humble stage (corner of the room) a group called Woodruff played a set. What caught my attention was first the array of toys they had to play with and tickle the listener's ears. Second was the female vocalist singing a song of metaphysical subjects mixed with bar song themes, always a good combo, accompanied by an ukulele. I loved the song and wanted to show it on the old blog.<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Her name is <a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/squaredycat#p/a">Andi</a>, she is half of Woodruff, and before venturing into a duet group she came out with a recording titled <a href="http://myspace.com/andicristmusic">Humble Pie EP</a>. The recording exhibits several songs beautifully sang and amply accompanied by her ukulele. The YouTube video above is a recording of the song "Ghosts Like These" from the <a href="http://myspace.com/andicristmusic">Humble Pie EP</a>. This is the song she sang at the Elbo Room and caught the attention of this ukulele blogger. Listen. Listen again.<br />
</div>Mr. Andersonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07377184009752223477noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546484402859796792.post-63535751607330057122009-12-08T23:24:00.002-06:002009-12-08T23:27:04.521-06:00Fly, Fly, Away<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqS7nyayJQFiSdn5YgrrPRAN_QcvvHBl_kAHFnlPKqYkNrzqW4KHyXolKP7vWZ713kMqc6FB4b13EKRIjen5_Heqe1d04u1NMuR7mxD9KhNA5yyVDpzW-x9stfo2_kUMY16KeTb9bGMag/s1600-h/3826305-1-iz-ukulele-legend.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqS7nyayJQFiSdn5YgrrPRAN_QcvvHBl_kAHFnlPKqYkNrzqW4KHyXolKP7vWZ713kMqc6FB4b13EKRIjen5_Heqe1d04u1NMuR7mxD9KhNA5yyVDpzW-x9stfo2_kUMY16KeTb9bGMag/s400/3826305-1-iz-ukulele-legend.jpg" /></a>When shirts invoke an emotion, perhaps the shirt is doing more than it is supposed to do, which is namely to hide nakedness and to keep a body warm. Nonetheless I am one of the many millions that loves an image on my t-shirt. A picture is worth a thousand words is it not?<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;">Upon visiting the <a href="http://www.redbubble.com/people/monkeysocks/t-shirts/3826305-1-iz-ukulele-legend">Red Bubble</a> site I ran across <a href="http://www.redbubble.com/people/monkeysocks/t-shirts/3826305-1-iz-ukulele-legend">this shirt</a> depicting a caricature of IZ. Now what I am curious about is what others thought of this shirt, because I can not seem to settle on my opinion. Is this illustration of an angelic-post-death IZ inappropriate, tacky, slightly tacky, humorous, completely acceptable, the best darn thing that ever happened to you, etc.? Please leave a comment and let me know what thoughts this shirt design arouses.<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Travel a line from background to foreground and you'll have an adventure that comes to a worthy end. Enjoy. After enjoying please visit the the <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karlerikbrondbo/2508269293/">artist's Flickr page</a>.<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;">I suppose I would never post an illustration I don't like, so it may be redundant for me to mention that I like this illustration. Nonetheless I mentioned that I like it. The use of color, pattern, line variation, color of lines, etc., all come together and capture my attention. All of this drivel probably sounds pretentious when talking about a pink clown playing an ukulele. Yes, it does. Still the <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/custompapertoys/4101578937/">"Get Down Clown"</a> will happily be posted to my blog accompanying all of my opinions. Moreover, take time and study the illustration. Perhaps the pattern and color placements will grab at the visual senses.<br />
</div>Mr. Andersonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07377184009752223477noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546484402859796792.post-52357823014004331612009-12-01T19:51:00.004-06:002009-12-01T19:59:08.398-06:00The Life<div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDIzBsy1WupU082Y4uVD_ugdbepOV4O9VbIqVaDrrBXMOo4dyjjn1cupT-k2Kl8zBZmFU239q83biRV9Mf3CRBzaEvkVd9n3T6mcUzhfjo1Q39gMOWHrzkVHnhaVobvBtTZjQUqhg45IE/s1600/IMG_2891.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDIzBsy1WupU082Y4uVD_ugdbepOV4O9VbIqVaDrrBXMOo4dyjjn1cupT-k2Kl8zBZmFU239q83biRV9Mf3CRBzaEvkVd9n3T6mcUzhfjo1Q39gMOWHrzkVHnhaVobvBtTZjQUqhg45IE/s320/IMG_2891.jpg" /></a>All I need for the good life is a chair, a banjolele, green walls, and some time to sit and play. My wife caught me in the act of playing "Red River Valley." What needs to be said here is that first, I am not so lazy that I can't replace the outlet cover behind me. What I am is trying to juggle all of the insane projects we have going on in the house. For example, take the Barbie room. Yes, a Barbie room. Second, I think I'm entitled to sit down and play after spending three hours scrubbing soot from the basement floor and a few more hours painting a room pink. I'll be the first to say that I like the color pink, but I mean this room is pink. At least I have the option to escape with my banjolele.<br />
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<div style="text-align: justify;">Once again another noteworthy NPR ukulele story. I had posted a blip about <a href="http://www.zeeavi.com/">Zee Avi</a> a month or so back and now I am glad to post another entry. <a href="http://www.zeeavi.com/">Zee Avi</a> is a great voice and I love her story, what ukulele player wouldn't. While she doesn't start the concert with a ukulele, a complete watch is worth every second.<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;">I have loved the <a href="http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=120650097">"Tiny Desk Concert" series</a> that NPR has been putting out for last year. These concerts are a rare intimate setting. With thanks to NPR many people across the world get to share in that experience of musical intimacy.<br />
</div>Mr. Andersonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07377184009752223477noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546484402859796792.post-14096721084939248332009-11-18T15:51:00.002-06:002009-11-18T15:52:50.970-06:00Is Ukulele the Devil's Instrument?<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj22s7mHOa_ey-36FGWy5RQXShPxgLpUi9X476wX2O815Ac1XuzrxM_7M8ZGeDGF3uazmEcW1rJs_3SwA2J_azrJGbL67Hhw5xLjGev2sQVhPofM4wroad15XW34rpVtL392z5eJ1Unfrs/s1600/419271016_16f4babb34.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj22s7mHOa_ey-36FGWy5RQXShPxgLpUi9X476wX2O815Ac1XuzrxM_7M8ZGeDGF3uazmEcW1rJs_3SwA2J_azrJGbL67Hhw5xLjGev2sQVhPofM4wroad15XW34rpVtL392z5eJ1Unfrs/s320/419271016_16f4babb34.jpg" /></a><br />
</div><span style="color: #cc0000;">For a long time I have pondered whether the ukulele was and instrument of Satan. Apparently the Devil enjoys a little strum every now and then. Now I'm not intending to imply that the ukulele is inherently evil, it's just so good the ukulele has to be evil.</span><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #cc0000;">Check out more illustrations at </span><a href="http://www.joshuaellingson.com/"><span style="color: #cc0000;">www.joshuaellingson.com</span></a><span style="color: #cc0000;">.</span><br />
</div>Mr. Andersonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07377184009752223477noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546484402859796792.post-75432046055550265892009-11-09T23:43:00.004-06:002009-11-10T00:05:59.447-06:00Queens of the Uke Age<div style="text-align: justify;">Rolling along, minding my business, trying not to burst into song because of what I just wrote. Pow! It hits me like me like an aimless cicada in the summer. A new find for me on Flickr, fabulous. Yes another, and there will be more, this I promise! However! Please keep reading. I want to know if someone has a full length version of this performance (video below) out there on the web? If so please let me know. Either way I will find this video in full length if it is one of the things I do in this life. <a href="http://www.qotsa.com/"> Queens of the Stone Age</a> on ukulele, albeit distorted electric ukulele, is entertaining to say the least. In my opinion it also works together for an intriguing sound.<br /><br />I end with a second quest. If anyone could post some comments and let me know of any ukulele punk groups to check out. This area of ukulele-dom interests me and I would like find more information.<br /></div><br /><object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.flickr.com/apps/video/stewart.swf?v=71377" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" height="300" width="400"> <param name="flashvars" value="intl_lang=en-us&photo_secret=1764e59ca6&photo_id=3858850429&flickr_show_info_box=true"> <param name="movie" value="http://www.flickr.com/apps/video/stewart.swf?v=71377"> <param name="bgcolor" value="#000000"> <param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://www.flickr.com/apps/video/stewart.swf?v=71377" bgcolor="#000000" allowfullscreen="true" flashvars="intl_lang=en-us&photo_secret=1764e59ca6&photo_id=3858850429&flickr_show_info_box=true" height="300" width="400"></embed></object>Mr. Andersonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07377184009752223477noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546484402859796792.post-69282875138465370802009-11-07T10:20:00.005-06:002009-11-07T10:43:31.914-06:00Thank You Ukulele Hunt<div style="text-align: justify;">Here is another wonderful song from Sophie Madeleine. I was exploring the pages of <a href="http://www.ukulelehunt.com/">Ukulele Hunt</a> and his Saturday Uke Tube. All of the videos were great, but there is something about Mrs. Madeleine's voice that gives me chills down my back. My jaw drops every time I hear her. In this video of Mrs. Madeleine's she is playing a cover of the Boston indie/punk group The Lemonheads. Please enjoy at the behest of <a href="http://www.ukulelehunt.com/">Ukulele Hunt</a> and also check out the Saturday Uke Tube post. The Saturday postings are a wonderful resource for great ukulele videos, cuts out all of the fat so to speak.<br /></div><br /><object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/w7aZyqXg9vA&hl=en&fs=1&color1=0x006699&color2=0x54abd6"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/w7aZyqXg9vA&hl=en&fs=1&color1=0x006699&color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"></embed></object>Mr. Andersonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07377184009752223477noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546484402859796792.post-5238696519647615152009-11-05T23:22:00.006-06:002009-11-05T23:54:09.036-06:00I Cute Lil' Uke Pin<div style="text-align: justify;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFzLOP4mn69F2J-wjWq2OA0sZNjMMfl9Kxe73OQ-eiOBCc_-FF1NSoettfubKkRTmEuEDhn3O0PpalMVf8Fos63-HLCWSFdJxHg3t46GMXdfIBr5ObkcWBtocRYcgQA9yM7KhXHO-zOXc/s1600-h/IMG_2426.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFzLOP4mn69F2J-wjWq2OA0sZNjMMfl9Kxe73OQ-eiOBCc_-FF1NSoettfubKkRTmEuEDhn3O0PpalMVf8Fos63-HLCWSFdJxHg3t46GMXdfIBr5ObkcWBtocRYcgQA9yM7KhXHO-zOXc/s320/IMG_2426.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400860251887665730" border="0" /></a>Here's a new treasure for myself. My wife is a little bit of a crafter, in fact she loves crafting. The other night I asked her, some may say commissioned her, to make me a ukulele craft. The picture that is seen to the right is the end result (hard to capture due to the small nature of the pin). I love this little pin. Every small, literally tiny, detail is great. Beads for pegs and thread for courses make this pin the best little ukulele pin a man could want. Soon this pin will grace my ukulele gig-bag with its presence.<br /><br />Speaking of "little" everyone should head on over to <a href="http://www.humbleuker.blogspot.com/">Humble Uker's</a> blog to read the latest on Lil' Rev. He is a great player with a sweet strum. His name may be familiar to you since he's the brains behind Hal Leonard's Ukulele Method Book series. Again head over to <a href="http://www.humbleuker.blogspot.com/">Humble Uker's</a> blog to read about the Milwaukee native (Milwaukee, the Chicago of Wisconsin).<br /></div>Mr. Andersonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07377184009752223477noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546484402859796792.post-26276533438886892032009-11-04T23:53:00.010-06:002009-11-05T23:06:56.354-06:00Simply Put<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjc3ejAWIjw75oB-d_h4uTI8Dc4J4vfXNvbxkP5uy2W7pOq_43nM5ZkXX-rP2o7KQJCLuNNWYk9JWwxk1gXkXx96xxwzACGrTpuvqb3abNdf68tfuFzLh0O5gmtQHB60VyI9U83z-k3it4/s1600-h/3323768853_e9a68de235.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 278px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjc3ejAWIjw75oB-d_h4uTI8Dc4J4vfXNvbxkP5uy2W7pOq_43nM5ZkXX-rP2o7KQJCLuNNWYk9JWwxk1gXkXx96xxwzACGrTpuvqb3abNdf68tfuFzLh0O5gmtQHB60VyI9U83z-k3it4/s320/3323768853_e9a68de235.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400495193464063378" border="0" /></a><div style="text-align: justify;">Another illustration from the pages of Flickr. This particular black and white was posted by the artist <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/deathtogutenberg/">Austin Kleon</a>. He has a large portfolio found on Flickr and as far as I can tell no other ukulele subjects. Nonetheless the other images are great (especially what he does with signs and newspapers, <a href="http://www.austinkleon.com/">check it out</a>). I love this image, which is aptly titled <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/deathtogutenberg/3323768853/">Ukulele Illustration</a>. I'm thinking this image needs to be a sticker, perhaps a patch. I think someone needs to ask his permission.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Also recommended is going to Austin's website, <a href="http://www.austinkleon.com/">www.austinkleon.com</a>. Austin's personal site is a bit easier to navigate compared to the flickr site, plus it is personalized (great look).</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">On a sad note, Yankees just won the World Series. Sorry Yankees fans, but I would have rather seen the Phillies win. But who wants to be known for what they dislike? Let's go White Sox!</div>Mr. Andersonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07377184009752223477noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546484402859796792.post-50178986139221977862009-11-02T21:51:00.013-06:002009-11-02T22:59:54.305-06:00People in Uke History: A short discourse on King Kalakaua<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdM379gQEQHBJBXrSEWMW3xti7-EhhqO5PQq11fdEn8vxUNaPuU0xg_Wm4Rflb2HMB7T9vvj89g_6hOyrrLYYjgfRjaIyW3fpWYedW2apr4VhR5DdcjShDMiMU92GV_sst2iIaKJPgMtU/s1600-h/File.jpeg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 271px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdM379gQEQHBJBXrSEWMW3xti7-EhhqO5PQq11fdEn8vxUNaPuU0xg_Wm4Rflb2HMB7T9vvj89g_6hOyrrLYYjgfRjaIyW3fpWYedW2apr4VhR5DdcjShDMiMU92GV_sst2iIaKJPgMtU/s320/File.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399733446208905618" /></a><div style="text-align: justify;">In a formation of an idea or the creation of an object there are different ways to observe the progression. Oftentimes people observe formation/creation in a linear fashion, which is understandable when considering our concept of time is often thought of as linear. Other times people observe formation/creation in a tree like fashion (one idea branches off into additional ideas). I am no historian, nor am I any philosopher, but I like to think of ideas as both root and tree diagrams (especially when isolating a single idea/object as the trunk). Certain person have an integral part in legitimizing an idea/object (roots) and then others have an integral part in then advancing that idea/object (branches).</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">What I am hoping to do here is start an new occasional blog topic, <i>People in Uke History</i>. These posts will not worry about presenting persons or events in chronological order. Moreover these posts will not include all original research done by myself. I will be quoting more often than giving my own dialogue . All I intend with these posts is to bring up different important persons in the history of the ukulele. Another possibility with these posts is some fodder for good conversations.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Now to our subject, King Kalakaua whose reign over the Hawaiian Islands was from 1874-1891 (16 years, 342 days). Many say that his great love of the ukulele made it the symbol of Hawaii and Hawaiian culture. Here is the legacy segment from the <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/King_Kalakaua">wikipedia.com</a> page for King Kalakaua.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "></p><blockquote><p style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">King Kalākaua earned the nickname "the Merrie Monarch," because of his love of joyful elements of life. This was a reference to the nickname of the pleasure-loving </span><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Charles_II_of_England" title="Charles II of England"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Charles II of England</span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">. Under his reign, </span><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hula#During_the_19th_century" title="Hula"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">hula</span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"> was revived, which had been banned by </span><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ka%27ahumanu" title="Ka'ahumanu"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Queen Ka'ahumanu</span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"> in the 1830 after converting to Christianity. Today, his name lives on in the </span><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Merrie_Monarch_Festival" title="Merrie Monarch Festival"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Merrie Monarch Festival</span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">, a hula festival named in his honor. He is also known to have revived </span><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kapu_Kuialua" title="Kapu Kuialua"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Lua</span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">, the Hawaiian martial art, </span><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Music_of_Hawaii#Late_19th_and_early_20th_century" title="Music of Hawaii"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">music</span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">, and </span><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Surfing" title="Surfing"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">surfing</span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">. He commissioning the </span><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kamehameha_Statue" title="Kamehameha Statue"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">statue</span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"> of </span><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kamehameha_the_Great" title="Kamehameha the Great" class="mw-redirect"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Kamehameha the Great</span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"> in front of </span><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Aliiolani_Hale" title="Aliiolani Hale"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Ali</span><span class="okina" style="font-family:'Lucida Sans Unicode', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">ʻ</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">iolani Hale</span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"> and one that was shipwrecked near the </span><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Falkland_Islands" title="Falkland Islands"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Falkland Islands</span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"> (eventually recover). Politically he tried to restore the old monarch system in giving more power to the </span><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alii" title="Alii" class="mw-redirect"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Hawaiian Nobles</span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">. He and his brother and sisters were known as the "Royal Fours" for their musical talents. He wrote </span><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hawaii_Ponoi" title="Hawaii Ponoi" class="mw-redirect"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Hawaii Ponoi</span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">, which is the state song of Hawaii today.</span></p><p style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"> </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">In </span><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Waikiki" title="Waikiki"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Waikiki</span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">, an avenue is named after him, "Kalākaua Avenue"; this is in fact the main avenue of Waikiki taking people from the </span><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ala_Wai_Canal" title="Ala Wai Canal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Ala Wai Canal</span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"> to the famous Waikiki beach as it continues almost until the </span><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Diamond_Head,_Hawaii" title="Diamond Head, Hawaii"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Diamond Head</span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"> crater.</span></p><p style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"> </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">It is said that it was King Kalākaua's ardent support of the then newly-introduced </span><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ukulele" title="Ukulele"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">ukulele</span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"> as a Hawaiian instrument that led to its becoming so symbolic of Hawaii and Hawaiian culture.</span></p></blockquote><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "></p></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div>Mr. Andersonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07377184009752223477noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546484402859796792.post-87753280052360226212009-10-28T14:56:00.003-05:002009-10-28T15:05:43.292-05:00What Happens When I Keep Watching<embed src="http://www.npr.org/v2/?i=113758518&m=114114617&t=video" height="383" wmode="opaque" width="400" base="http://www.npr.org"></embed><div style="text-align: justify;">I have been sitting here for several minutes trying to conjure up the words to describe this video. I really can not think of what to say. I subscribe to this show on podcast. I was a little behind on my podcasts and decided get caught up today after work. What happened after hitting play I could never have predicted. This group is completely unique. Just to bring this post into relevance a tenor ukulele does make an occasional appearance. I can't even remember the bands name...wait...I'll check it again. If you have time check out more from <a href="http://www.edwardsharpeandthemagneticzeroes.com">Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeroes</a>. Moreover, travel to NPR and read the rest of the <a href="http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=113758518">article</a> on these musicians. </div>Mr. Andersonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07377184009752223477noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546484402859796792.post-34104563949265388612009-10-25T22:48:00.007-05:002009-10-25T23:30:04.750-05:00Fiction Flickr<div style="text-align: justify;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpn2htYSwmVrW5hurGbQr2Ri1NqwqWpw5vYXL_AHSiwebpyU95eR-7OlKHhLkro7IZfzE7IdQ4sKA-szPOnbFyosWzsS0kCg3l1pwTsaJLpsA6JLG59j4jkQ52DkVK3lmchKEQpsBlHc4/s1600-h/3349860110_52e3ae9fbd_o-1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpn2htYSwmVrW5hurGbQr2Ri1NqwqWpw5vYXL_AHSiwebpyU95eR-7OlKHhLkro7IZfzE7IdQ4sKA-szPOnbFyosWzsS0kCg3l1pwTsaJLpsA6JLG59j4jkQ52DkVK3lmchKEQpsBlHc4/s320/3349860110_52e3ae9fbd_o-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396759934052360178" border="0" /></a>Once again I have found an intriguing piece of art containing an image of the ukulele on the plentiful pages of <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Flickr</span>. Oh what <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">wondrous</span> finds I've been finding floundering to be found. This particular piece was posted by the artist <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/21133841@N03/"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Kollage</span> Kid</a>. <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/21133841@N03/3349860110/in/pool-ukulele"><span style="font-style: italic;">Ted "<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Wiggy</span>" <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Pook</span></span></a> is a humorous piece. Furthermore it made me curious as to who Ted <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Pook</span> was and why he was <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">wiggy</span>? My search took me on an adventure to another blog, <a href="http://scrapiteria.blogspot.com/2009/03/ted-wiggy-pook.html"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Scrapiteria</span></a>. According to folklore, which I now understand to be <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">fictitious</span>, Ted <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">Pook</span> was a famous musician who was known during the 1920's. Exactly what he was known for makes the greatest story of all. Ted <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">Pook</span> was famous for being the only musician to "play outdoors for several <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">Eskimos</span>." Moreover his wig "was insured for a staggering three thousand pounds", thus the "<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">Wiggy</span>" nickname. Lest I forget, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">Wiggy</span> also had a whale blubber ukulele (not sure how that works). What an imagination. Loved every second in my research to find the real Ted "<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">Wiggy</span>" <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15">Pook</span>.<br /><br />"I am Ted <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16">Pook</span>."<br /><br />"No, I am Ted <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17">Pook</span>."<br /><br />"I am that <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18">Wiggy</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19">Pook</span>! Yes, the very one who played for <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20">Eskimos</span>. I have a whale blubber <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21">uke</span>! Do you?! No! For I am that <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22">Pook</span>!"<br /><br />I digress. Please check out both the <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/21133841@N03/">artist's page on <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23">Flickr</span></a> and the story on <a href="http://scrapiteria.blogspot.com/2009/03/ted-wiggy-pook.html"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24">Scrapiteria</span></a>.<br /></div>Mr. Andersonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07377184009752223477noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546484402859796792.post-38836553214488522552009-10-20T23:22:00.005-05:002009-10-20T23:55:50.789-05:00Not Sure What to Say<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href=http://www.flickr.com/photos/articulatematter/><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 245px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4EOzoEhGyy-vE3Ify8lypIdzyu5RrGVjJeeC0i1QmdHqzGgAwJ8EJ_0lVyW3K8XXBR0sHymoG8QNmnszpmx_9WDCSsL86IykMtupL0cMu-F3lnCfqO4gBw0nPZGVZEUyw07l8lA-eD5Q/s320/3652386600_352317bfe5_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394904160186321154" /></a><div style="text-align: justify;">As the title of this post has already stated, I am not sure what to say. Strangely capturing my attention are two squid. One of the bug-eyed creatures is posing for a hula. The other more relaxed squid delightedly plays ukulele. With an empty background the picture of two cartoon-like squid has plenty for me to muse over. I am not familiar with squid anatomy but this pictures leaves me with questions. See if you know what I mean.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">I can not help but laugh when I look at this picture. I have even thought of what a great claymation film this would make. However, despite all of the innocence found in this photo of clay stills I find it slightly eerie.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Find more about this artist, Articulate Matter, at their <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/articulatematter/">Flickr</a> page. Leave a comment. Leave a question. I wonder what song the uke squid is playing? <i>Not a question a person asks every day.</i></div>Mr. Andersonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07377184009752223477noreply@blogger.com2