DS has passed on these nuggets from the lofty heights of his sixteen years
1. practice loads to build up muscle memory and a callous on your fingers 2. Find a tune you love, find the chords on chordify and learn the chords for your song, rather than learning chords and hoping they go with a song you like 3. If you can find some friends to Uke-along with you it is more fun.
I must say three ukulele-ing six foot tall teenagers in my kitchen makes me stupidly happy...and stops them eating their way through my kitchen like locusts
Norks, it was fab! We had two practice sessions and then had a stint on the Village Stage. The lady next to me had bought hers that morning at the Festival and loved it!! Can't wait for this year as they are doing a beginers and an advance workshop!!
So, firstly DH waylays me on the stairs: 'ooh, you got one! Let me see...this is what I did when I was learning guitar...' Plinky plonk plonk. Erm, hands off the uke, boy! He also interrupted me to take a pointless phone call while I was playing. We'll be having words. I watched some YouTube videos with Jeff Burton, whom I like, but my ukulele was way out of tune. I found a tuning video and played C F and A(?) I think, chords. This all leads me to three conclusions: 1) this is harder than it looks and is going to KILL my fingertips. 2) I am not happy about anyone else touching my ukulele. 3) I love it!
Fingertips will get sore and then hard. Surgical spirit helps, apparently. There is Uke tuning app for the iPhone. I only have three apps, and that is one of them DS's newest, Christmas Uke has a tuning button on the side...posh!
DS plays everything nowadays...including a Spanish guitar type version of the Pokemon theme tune that you would swear was something properly classical.
I am afraid all the things he started off playing are either rude or Internet-young people stuff ('Charlie is so cool like' is the Only one I can remember) BUT 'Mr Sandman' is my most frequent request.
He is working on The Elements Somg at the moment. chords very easy, but the words are a nightmare
Slightly off subject, but going back to what you were saying about the lady asking you about rabbits viva: there was a time when I couldn't stand next to a make up counter without someone asking me about concealer, or whether a certain shade of lipstick suited them. This was back in the day, when I used to wear more make up than a drag queen with a skin condition. When an actual employee told me to tidy up the eyeshadows I thought it might be time to tone it down...
Yay! There's a Uke meetup in my town/area, it's pretty dead but you have inspired me to prod the board and see if anyone local is up for a jam session. And that, in turn, will remind me to get the bloody thing off the shelf and practice what I know.
Most of what we learned were nursery rhymes. DS (nearly 3) totally unimpressed, kept wanting to thrash away on 'mummy's geetar!' - so now I'm going to learn stuff I like!
(p.s. never been in MN quiche before. secretly v. excited)