11 October 2015

A Ukulele or a Round of Drinks? Another Odd Post About Something I Can't Do

I want to buy a ukulele.

A strange desire from one so musically challenged, wouldn't you say?

My relationship with making music has been a patchy one at best. There have been a few highlights: winning a medal as part of a brass quartet at a schools championship and performing 'You'll be in my Heart' as a solo in front of a packed theatre.

Fast forward a decade and a half, and the only connection I have with the sounds of Tarzan is that my singing resembles his swinging wail.

My cornet (read squashed trumpet) has long since been hung up and the recorder was never going to get me any hits on YouTube. So why this desire to buy a uke then? Yes, of course I know the lingo already.