Ukelele Splendour!
Erm, I don’t usually talk about any non-music related products on this site, unless I’m venting my spleen at something trivial or other, but I thought I’d make an exception on this one.
I was so delighted by silliness of the idea – in a good way, not a sneer in sight – that I thought you should all know about the lovely Miss Sugar Kane (that has got to be a stripper’s name) and her quilted ukulele bags.
Now normally even the idea of beautifully quilted uke bags wouldn’t be enough to earn you a slot on these hallowed pages, but this is how Sugar introduced herself in the comments section of one of my posts about getting drunk and playing music far too loud:
Ha! Same here. Although these days when I get carried away by music and vodka and lofty feelings I tend to grab my ukulele and Rolling Stones songbook. And I always sound fantastic, would you believe it.
And the email sheepishly suggesting a quick plug on the site:
Obviously you don’t blog about needlework but I just thought I’d let you know, in case you know of any ukes up there in Scotland who are suffering from the cold.
So I hope you understand quite why I was so tickled. A vodka-drinking, Stones-playing, uke-bag embroiderer. What could be more rock ‘n’ roll than that?
Jolie Holland – Darlin’ Ukelele (Apparently both the ‘u’ and the ‘e’ spellings are fine, so no pedantic quibbling.)
Wow. Ms. Cane makes me want to learn the uke just for the bag.
So sorry….Ms. KANE
Not for the vodka and Stones covers?
beautiful
Song or uke bag? Both, really, I suppose.
Does Ms. Kane do bespoke bags for the infamous Flying V ukelele?
http://www.musicroom.com/imagezoom.aspx?product_id=412704
I wonder if they’re on sale in London’s premier ukulele emporioum The Duke of Uke on Hanbury Street. I have (as Mr Toad has) looked in the window, but wondered if there was any point going in. Maybe now there is…
I’m gonna get me one of these, what with being a uke player & owner of a lovely little shiny purple beast. Now now, Toad, You know what I mean.
&, for the sake of being a pedant’s pedant, I always spell it ukulele (the correct way, really) – the extra “e” spelling is viewed in the uke world in the same way as whiskey is in malt circles.
Fucking pedants.
While we’re being pedantic: Sugar Kane is not a stripper name, it is the name of the uke-toting character played by Marilyn Monroe in Some Like It Hot.
The Jolie Holland song is lovely!
And yes you’ll find the bags at the Duke of Uke – well worth a look if you have never been!
22 Hanbury Street • London • E1 6QR
I expect a successful report from at least one Uke Bag-seeking Toadling by the end of the week. Buy one for us, people, and send me a picture!
I tried playing a ukulele the other day, they have this weird re-entrant tuning thing going on where the strings don’t progress from low to high as you look down onto the instrument. Confusing – but intriguing.
It actually made strumming your basic chords fairly straighforward – if I could get the fucker to stay in tune for more than ten seconds.
Violin tuning. It’s a fucker. Especially if you’re using the old elastic nylon strings.
Toad, I’m in that there London end of next week so shall try & make my way over to buy one
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DC. That There London? You wouldn’t be a GUT board user would you? Only people I know call it That London.
Please no. I’ll have to start handing out bannings on this site in revenge for the number of bans I’ve had from GUT.
I have no idea what GUT is &, frankly, I don’t think I fucking want to. ‘That there’ London is an affectionate, if not barbed, Welshism – a distancing mechanism. In the same way we describe going ‘up’ to ‘that there London’ & having them there Londoners coming ‘down’ to Wales.
Anyway, I got to Duke of Uke & purchased a tartan cover
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There wasn’t too many choices, but I liked the yellow zip & polka dot interior lining. £30 well spent. Fucking lovely Ukes, there, though, in DoU. If I’d been on a mad-spending spree trip I’d have had one or two in a blink.