"Plays well with others." Remember that evaluation from your kindergarten teacher? It's also an aspiration held dearly by just about anyone who has ever dreamed of picking up an instrument. It's an aspiration that turned me into a ukulele player, performer, and teacher. And a passable harmonica player. And spoon player, kazoo noodler ... and, most recently, a dobro player.
In my 50s I began a gale-force musical obsession that I expect will keep me challenged and over-the-moon in love with exploring, being inspired, teaching, and goofing around, and, yes – playing well with others.
Sunday, August 30 – Ukulele Mini-Shenanigan at ... whaaaaaat? half-way up Mt. Mansfield? Yep! We'll be cheering on the crazy runners and cyclists who are participating in the annual Race to the Top of Vermont - more details to come!
SING & PLAY TUNE-UPYou may have learned how to play the ukulele but still feel that you could use more focus on coordinating strumming and singing. In this 3-week course, we'll use the basic down-up and shuffle strums on familiar songs to build coordination and confidence. ABILITY LEVEL: It will really help if you can play chords in the Key of C (C, Am, F, G7) and the Key of G (G, C, D, Em) with relative ease, and are able to maintain a regular strum. NOTE to baritone uke players: We don't cover baritone chords in this class. Geared for adults ages 18+.
WHEN: Mondays, 3:30 - 4:30 p.m. Jan 4, 11 & 18 (There is a possibility that we will skip 1/18 and run through Jan. 25)
WHERE: Online via Zoom - you will receive a link and song packet a few days prior to the first class.
COST: $35REGISTRATION: Email email@example.com - I will send payment information. Registration closes at 5 p.m. the day before the first class.
My beautiful friend Gabe Bass passed away in the spring of 2017. Into the Gabe-shaped hole in my life dropped his 1961 Dobro, thanks to the generosity of his family. I haven’t been able to keep my hands off this instrument since it came into my life. Now I’m gloriously lost in a rabbit hole of all things Dobro.
Other rabbit holes, like dishwashing, ukuleles, and such are definitely suffering … but the joy I felt when I found a lick to fit like a key in a lock to “Folsom Prison Blues” let loose a part of me I never even knew had been waiting in the wings. Thank you, Gabe.
I’ll post more as soon as I can tear my fingers away from that dobro.