

I was unsure and remain unsure if the culture is Cajun, Gypsy, or perhaps Mexican? I figured the ukulele could actually have also been a Mexican instrument since stringed Mariachi bands seem to be mostly Mexican. So, I next searched for a Mexican ukulele and found:


This was the first thing in my ukulele search that made sense, and it brought me back to where my stereotypical view of the ukulele started; blue skies, blue waves, gentle breezes, fragrant flowers, hula girls, in short, paradise.
Isn’t that a typical U turn of life? We start out in paradise, and not being satisfied we devise politics, then divide into ethnicities, then develop social problems, finally escaping into entertainment, and at the end of it all we slip back into paradise; right back where we started with a song. Finally I have been able to answer the great question of generations! It may not be politically correct, but life is a ukulele!
And, that's today's point of view, from somewhere in paradise, beneath the Carolina moon.
Posted by Dread, who would like to have a cheap ukulele as a tchotski.
4 comments:
I used to love you....until you used the tchotski word (hehehe)....you know what I mean babe!
Love Always,
The Divine Miss N
Anything for you - Australian (we'll search for a uke
)shepherds are rockin for sure- Here we go to the state finals Baseball!!! cheer for us at Sebring !!
Dread, you have some strange posts. But I like this one even more than most.
Good thoughts.
Yes I admittedly do have some strange posts. Some are intentionally strange. (If you read the blog intro and postscript at the end, its somewhat explained.) Although constructive criticism is also accepted as legal tender here, thanks for the complement!
Dread
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