Happy New Year!!!
Happy New Year!!!
I hope you have something to be happy about. I’m happy this blog is getting under way. That’s something I guess.
You probably don’t know what to expect out of “The Uke Man Speaks,” but neither do I exactly. We’ll find out together.
Musically, we aren’t playing out much lately – concentrating on recording CD 3. I will be participating in the annual Elvis-a-Thon at Little Brother’s Jan. 8. If you like the King or just some of his hits, stop by. I’ll let you know about any other shows as they come up.
If you can’t make the Elvis-a-Thon, but you just have to see the old guy perform, tune into the Sonic Uke website (www.sonicuke.com) and click on Midnight Ukulele Disco (MUD). MUD is a wonderful Manhattan public access TV show (10:30 P.M. every other Tues. on the web [www.mnn.org - click on Channel 67]). All sorts of fun folks perform – you’ll like it.
Non-musically, I’ve just penned a poem, and it is presented below. I’ve got an essay in the works and will send it along soon.
All the best!! - Ukulele Man
Moving through the Maelstrom
in a bubble of delusion,
a neurotic bubble
of face lifts and missile shields,
of Jesus and the dollar,
of History and Progress,
of faith, hope,
and the invisible hand of the Market,
we are safe;
secure in this bubble
of youth and angels,
of science and Super Bowls,
of Limbaugh and eternal life,
of Hobbes and Norman Vincent Peale.
Yes,
we move through the Maelstrom
wrapped in delusions,
and to peer beyond them
is to be in jeopardy,
for should we dare to leave the bubble
and dance amid the chaos,
then, surely, we will die!
But I will dance with chaos,
and dance beyond my turning blue,
because for me - death or delusion -
either one would do;
the hell I face is being stuck
somewhere between the two.
I hope you have something to be happy about. I’m happy this blog is getting under way. That’s something I guess.
You probably don’t know what to expect out of “The Uke Man Speaks,” but neither do I exactly. We’ll find out together.
Musically, we aren’t playing out much lately – concentrating on recording CD 3. I will be participating in the annual Elvis-a-Thon at Little Brother’s Jan. 8. If you like the King or just some of his hits, stop by. I’ll let you know about any other shows as they come up.
If you can’t make the Elvis-a-Thon, but you just have to see the old guy perform, tune into the Sonic Uke website (www.sonicuke.com) and click on Midnight Ukulele Disco (MUD). MUD is a wonderful Manhattan public access TV show (10:30 P.M. every other Tues. on the web [www.mnn.org - click on Channel 67]). All sorts of fun folks perform – you’ll like it.
Non-musically, I’ve just penned a poem, and it is presented below. I’ve got an essay in the works and will send it along soon.
All the best!! - Ukulele Man
Moving through the Maelstrom
in a bubble of delusion,
a neurotic bubble
of face lifts and missile shields,
of Jesus and the dollar,
of History and Progress,
of faith, hope,
and the invisible hand of the Market,
we are safe;
secure in this bubble
of youth and angels,
of science and Super Bowls,
of Limbaugh and eternal life,
of Hobbes and Norman Vincent Peale.
Yes,
we move through the Maelstrom
wrapped in delusions,
and to peer beyond them
is to be in jeopardy,
for should we dare to leave the bubble
and dance amid the chaos,
then, surely, we will die!
But I will dance with chaos,
and dance beyond my turning blue,
because for me - death or delusion -
either one would do;
the hell I face is being stuck
somewhere between the two.
