<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1109678215052020828</id><updated>2012-02-01T19:54:55.733-08:00</updated><category term='Classic'/><category term='maroon 5 sunday morning ukulele first song'/><category term='Chords'/><category term='Ukulele'/><category term='Broken'/><category term='how to pick ukulele strings'/><category term='Mess'/><category term='Vagabonds'/><category term='Tabs'/><category term='Guitar'/><category term='Crime'/><title type='text'>Ukulele Rodeo</title><subtitle type='html'>How to~ Chords~ Tips~ Tricks~ and the like.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ukulelerodeo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1109678215052020828/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ukulelerodeo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>The Flaming Aloha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04205940719723875117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b0uhlSIp7rE/S8a46Pget5I/AAAAAAAAADc/V1Q33EUOGI4/S220/butter.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>22</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1109678215052020828.post-3509961980953999143</id><published>2010-06-18T18:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T10:47:39.618-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Broken'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ukulele'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crime'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tabs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guitar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vagabonds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Classic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chords'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mess'/><title type='text'>Broken Mess</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;For about a month I have been obsessed with The Classic Crime. There latest album just came out it its practically perfect. Okay, so that's my opinion but its very good music regardless. One problem though, its so new, that when I search for the chords to their songs I come up empty handed. One song in particular that I have hopelessly been looking for is Broken Mess, It sounded to me like it would be an awesome ukulele cover song. Listen below&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aJuqnWsFFyk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aJuqnWsFFyk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Oh I know its good, you dont have to tell me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But like i said, if you try to look for chords to the album, prepared to be disapointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never really been terrific at chording out songs for myself. With the help of my good friend S.P.A.M (its a person not a processed food product)&amp;nbsp; Steven Paul Andrew Mertance and I chorded out the Song perfectly so im posting it here for you to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You, like myself, might have to look up how to play some of these chords, the song is in the key of Db so its easy to sing, but a bother to play. Good luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(2) means that the second position of the previews chord is played. 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 &lt;/m:defjc&gt;&lt;/m:rmargin&gt;&lt;/m:lmargin&gt;&lt;/m:dispdef&gt;&lt;/m:smallfrac&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Db&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Gb&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;He can't sleep, he can't eat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Bbm&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Db&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ab&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Gb&lt;br /&gt;He keeps thinking about her behind the locked door of her bedroom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Bbm&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Db&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ab&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Gb&lt;br /&gt;As she knowingly tortures the shell that is left of her bridegroom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Db&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Gb&lt;br /&gt;And what did he do to deserve&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Bbm&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Db&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Ab&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Gb&lt;br /&gt;This whore of a wife who parades her disgrace to his face now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Bbm&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Db&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ab&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Gb&lt;br /&gt;When he loved her and gave up his life in more ways than she knows how&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ab-----------&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all I can say is that&lt;br /&gt;Db&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Bbm&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Gb&lt;br /&gt;Love is a terrible art, it's a hook in the heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ebm(2)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Db (2) &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Ab&lt;br /&gt;That can drag you on&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;bro&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;-&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;ken&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;glass&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Db&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Bbm&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;And as you protest the shards in your flesh&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Gb&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; The hook tears out your chest &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Ebm(2)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Db (2) &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Ab&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;until you're just a &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;bro&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; -&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;ken &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;mess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Db&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Gb&lt;br /&gt;Where is God in this rot?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Bbm&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Db&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ab&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Gb&lt;br /&gt;Depraved she commits the most heinous of sins and breaks her vows&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Bbm&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Db&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ab&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Gb&lt;br /&gt;But he loves her despite all the crimes she devises in his house&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Db&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Gb&lt;br /&gt;Where is God? I've been taught&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Bbm&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Db&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Ab&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Gb&lt;br /&gt;That He's close to the broken, it's true I have spoken with Him some&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Bbm&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Db&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Ab&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Gb&lt;br /&gt;When I look in my brother's eyes I can see where his love comes from&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ab-----------&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all he can say is that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Db&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Bbm&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Gb&lt;br /&gt;Love is a terrible art, it's a hook in the heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Ebm(2)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Db (2) &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Ab&lt;br /&gt;That can drag you on&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;bro&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;-&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;ken&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;glass&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Db&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Bbm&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;And as you protest the shards in your flesh&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Gb&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; The hook tears out your chest &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Ebm(2)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Db(2) &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Ab&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;until you're just a &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;bro&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; -&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;ken &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;mess&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Gb&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ab&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Db(2)&lt;br /&gt;But he has mercy on her lover and does not bleed him dry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Ebm(2)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Db(2)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ab&lt;br /&gt;A credit to his self control if it were me that monster would probably die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Db&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Bbm&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Gb&lt;br /&gt;Love is a beautiful thing, she can make your heart sing &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ebm(2)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Db (2) &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Ab&lt;br /&gt;When you're walking on &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;bro&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;-&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;ken &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;glass&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Db&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Bbm&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;She will open your eyes, make your heart feel alive&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Gb&lt;br /&gt;Point you toward the sunrise&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Ebm(2)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Db (2)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ab&lt;br /&gt;Help you leave all this broken&amp;nbsp; mess behind&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Db&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Bbm&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Oh Love is a beautiful thing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;Ebm(2)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Db (2)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Ab&lt;br /&gt;Will you leave this broken mess behind?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Note because of the fact that I posted these chords from a word document, the chords do not properly align with the spoken words. The chords are correct, just not in the correct places.&lt;br /&gt;(very close)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does the Classic Crime&lt;br /&gt;Stay Tuned ?&lt;br /&gt;~Ethan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1109678215052020828-3509961980953999143?l=ukulelerodeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ukulelerodeo.blogspot.com/feeds/3509961980953999143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ukulelerodeo.blogspot.com/2010/06/broken-mess.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1109678215052020828/posts/default/3509961980953999143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1109678215052020828/posts/default/3509961980953999143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ukulelerodeo.blogspot.com/2010/06/broken-mess.html' title='Broken Mess'/><author><name>The Flaming Aloha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04205940719723875117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b0uhlSIp7rE/S8a46Pget5I/AAAAAAAAADc/V1Q33EUOGI4/S220/butter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1109678215052020828.post-6632019565607947544</id><published>2010-06-14T22:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T23:19:48.644-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another no-content day</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;These last few months have been crazy !! And that's no excuse for me to be lazy and not post anything, but I feel like I can get away with it, mostly because of the few followers I have. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That said, there has been a lot of amazing Ukulele things happening in my little town of Redding, California. Not only have three of my close friends learned the uke, but there is a brand new Ukulele club in town&amp;nbsp; and I hope to get the jump on it soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My three friends Aleisha (&lt;a href="http://bluebirdrussian.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bluebird Russian&lt;/a&gt;),Aaron, and Billy are all slowly taking their places as Ukulele gods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; If you asked me a year ago about the ukulele I would tell you that I call myself the best ukulele player in Redding. Because A) besides myself, and my sister, I was the &lt;b&gt;only&lt;/b&gt; ukulele player in redding. and B) Nobody cares who the best ukuklele player in redding is ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now however, my skills are being put to the test by my friends. Aaron is picking up things in hours, that took me weeks to figure out&amp;nbsp; (this I contest, must be because I am such a good teacher) Aleisha, not only has an amazing and sultry singing voice, but is basically 100% self taught. I literally put a ukulele in her hands and said "Go".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they went, both of them, and just like everyone touched by ukulele, they are addicted. I am constantly getting phone calls from Aaron. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;" Oh man Ethan, go listen to this ukulele artist, she is really good."&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;" I just learned this song, check it out!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats great is having friends that are just as fired up about ukulele as I am.&amp;nbsp; so take that for what it was. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Also because I feel bad that I haven't posted anything in forever,I give you this:&lt;br /&gt;Proof I should never have a child, or even touch one for that matter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b0uhlSIp7rE/TBcOzGUE-6I/AAAAAAAAAEc/XGweNPlk3w4/s1600/Promnight-Tanner.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b0uhlSIp7rE/TBcOzGUE-6I/AAAAAAAAAEc/XGweNPlk3w4/s400/Promnight-Tanner.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a question. Its my sign of getting cheesy ?&lt;br /&gt;What sign off ?&lt;br /&gt;What do you mean what sign off?&lt;br /&gt;You know ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay Tuned&lt;br /&gt;~Ethan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1109678215052020828-6632019565607947544?l=ukulelerodeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ukulelerodeo.blogspot.com/feeds/6632019565607947544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ukulelerodeo.blogspot.com/2010/06/another-no-content-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1109678215052020828/posts/default/6632019565607947544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1109678215052020828/posts/default/6632019565607947544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ukulelerodeo.blogspot.com/2010/06/another-no-content-day.html' title='Another no-content day'/><author><name>The Flaming Aloha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04205940719723875117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b0uhlSIp7rE/S8a46Pget5I/AAAAAAAAADc/V1Q33EUOGI4/S220/butter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b0uhlSIp7rE/TBcOzGUE-6I/AAAAAAAAAEc/XGweNPlk3w4/s72-c/Promnight-Tanner.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1109678215052020828.post-6369520747365120299</id><published>2010-05-17T13:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T13:41:37.442-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Now I Write Comics  Too</title><content type='html'>I am friends with an amazing artist Benjamin spade &lt;br /&gt;One day he propsed we create a comic.&lt;br /&gt;He wanted to take his art , and my writing a create a beautiful, well developed story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I liked the idea, so we began drawing up some character designs , and I developed a story, one which we both liked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I cant give away too much about the story, but soon enough I will start posting updates.&amp;nbsp; Oh by the way, this story doesn't really have anything to do with ukulele, at all.&amp;nbsp; So to me it seems like a conflict of interest . But hey, I am basically a walking conflict of interest. That, and I posted a bunch of pictures of butter sculptures not too long ago.&lt;br /&gt;Its my blog, ill digress if I want to . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At any rate, if I do decided to put some ukulele playing in the comic, my charecters will always&lt;br /&gt;Stay Tuned&lt;br /&gt;~Ethan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1109678215052020828-6369520747365120299?l=ukulelerodeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ukulelerodeo.blogspot.com/feeds/6369520747365120299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ukulelerodeo.blogspot.com/2010/05/now-i-write-comics-too.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1109678215052020828/posts/default/6369520747365120299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1109678215052020828/posts/default/6369520747365120299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ukulelerodeo.blogspot.com/2010/05/now-i-write-comics-too.html' title='Now I Write Comics  Too'/><author><name>The Flaming Aloha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04205940719723875117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b0uhlSIp7rE/S8a46Pget5I/AAAAAAAAADc/V1Q33EUOGI4/S220/butter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1109678215052020828.post-8455561244747362501</id><published>2010-04-29T19:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T19:53:36.538-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beleated</title><content type='html'>I know I haven't posted anything in awhile. Like 8 days. Ive been really busy with work with all the census taking lately. So to comeback with a bang. I have something really cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unless you have been playing Ukulele under a rock for the last couple years, you have heard of Jake Shimabukuro. If you havent, do so below. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/puSkP3uym5k&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/puSkP3uym5k&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/p9iJy5-COAA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/p9iJy5-COAA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These song are really good, and the second one is super catchy. But nothing beats his song "Touch"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is an almost perfect version by Dominator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QV77kgh9f8g&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QV77kgh9f8g&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally Dominator had this version tabbed up perfectly and posted on his website. Every chord perfectly, note for note for the entire perfect song. Did I mention that it was perfect ?&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Jake found out that someone had tabbed this, and many other songs that he wrote, he kindly asked Dominator to remove them and keep them for his personal music collection. So Touch and the others were removed for eternity never to be seen again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the best part. I have friends in low places and I pulled some strings to bring you the very same tabbed version. Its a little much to digest if you havent been playing Ukulele very long, but I would recommend saving it onto your computer now so you have it for later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways with no further ado, I present the &lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?h5jnoj2zemx"&gt;Touch PDF&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all Folks &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jake can&lt;br /&gt;Stay Tuned&amp;nbsp; (better than I can ) &lt;br /&gt;~Ethan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1109678215052020828-8455561244747362501?l=ukulelerodeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ukulelerodeo.blogspot.com/feeds/8455561244747362501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ukulelerodeo.blogspot.com/2010/04/beleated.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1109678215052020828/posts/default/8455561244747362501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1109678215052020828/posts/default/8455561244747362501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ukulelerodeo.blogspot.com/2010/04/beleated.html' title='Beleated'/><author><name>The Flaming Aloha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04205940719723875117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b0uhlSIp7rE/S8a46Pget5I/AAAAAAAAADc/V1Q33EUOGI4/S220/butter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1109678215052020828.post-4851368092931424514</id><published>2010-04-21T01:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T01:19:12.821-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Page Fixes</title><content type='html'>I finally fixed the alignment problems with the borders,and Videos will fit properly too. Go Me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1109678215052020828-4851368092931424514?l=ukulelerodeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ukulelerodeo.blogspot.com/feeds/4851368092931424514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ukulelerodeo.blogspot.com/2010/04/page-fixes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1109678215052020828/posts/default/4851368092931424514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1109678215052020828/posts/default/4851368092931424514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ukulelerodeo.blogspot.com/2010/04/page-fixes.html' title='Page Fixes'/><author><name>The Flaming Aloha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04205940719723875117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b0uhlSIp7rE/S8a46Pget5I/AAAAAAAAADc/V1Q33EUOGI4/S220/butter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1109678215052020828.post-1174850923731586388</id><published>2010-04-21T00:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T01:16:57.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Icelandic Ukulele</title><content type='html'>Today I have something interesting to show you. This is a video of&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="" title="Svavar Knutur - Fra Lidnu Vori"&gt;Svavar Knutur singing a song as a memorial to&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Bergþóra Árnadóttir, also an Icelandic singer. Oh... and its on the Ukulele too.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="" title="Svavar Knutur - Fra Lidnu Vori"&gt;Svavar Knutur says he discovered the ukulele while in a music store in London. He was looking for a musical instrument to bring back to iceland, when a ukulele caught his eye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="" title="Svavar Knutur - Fra Lidnu Vori"&gt;He says:&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;The simplicity and elegance of the Ukulele really captivated me and also  the beauty of its soft sound-scape."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="" title="Svavar Knutur - Fra Lidnu Vori"&gt; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="" title="Svavar Knutur - Fra Lidnu Vori"&gt;We all agree Svavar.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2FRCY9iojog&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2FRCY9iojog&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="" title="Svavar Knutur - Fra Lidnu Vori"&gt;This isn't really a video that I would normally watch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="" title="Svavar Knutur - Fra Lidnu Vori"&gt; First of all I cant understand a single line of it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="" title="Svavar Knutur - Fra Lidnu Vori"&gt;Also, this may be the scariest man in Iceland.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="" title="Svavar Knutur - Fra Lidnu Vori"&gt;But after watching it two or three times, it literally was like a siren song. I couldn't stop.&amp;nbsp; I'm not sure if it was his voice, the accent, or the secret powers of the Icelandic natives, but the dudes got a gift.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="" title="Svavar Knutur - Fra Lidnu Vori"&gt;Creepy Dudes from Iceland&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="" title="Svavar Knutur - Fra Lidnu Vori"&gt;Stay Tuned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="" title="Svavar Knutur - Fra Lidnu Vori"&gt;~Ethan&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1109678215052020828-1174850923731586388?l=ukulelerodeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ukulelerodeo.blogspot.com/feeds/1174850923731586388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ukulelerodeo.blogspot.com/2010/04/icelandic-ukulele.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1109678215052020828/posts/default/1174850923731586388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1109678215052020828/posts/default/1174850923731586388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ukulelerodeo.blogspot.com/2010/04/icelandic-ukulele.html' title='Icelandic Ukulele'/><author><name>The Flaming Aloha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04205940719723875117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b0uhlSIp7rE/S8a46Pget5I/AAAAAAAAADc/V1Q33EUOGI4/S220/butter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1109678215052020828.post-7561848404888258055</id><published>2010-04-17T01:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T01:12:46.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Obamalele</title><content type='html'>Okay&lt;br /&gt;Two words.&lt;br /&gt;Obama, Ukulele.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b0uhlSIp7rE/S8ltXXs2G5I/AAAAAAAAAD8/mpeqbbJ7XKw/s1600/OBAMA.UKULELE.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b0uhlSIp7rE/S8ltXXs2G5I/AAAAAAAAAD8/mpeqbbJ7XKw/s400/OBAMA.UKULELE.JPG" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1109678215052020828-7561848404888258055?l=ukulelerodeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ukulelerodeo.blogspot.com/feeds/7561848404888258055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ukulelerodeo.blogspot.com/2010/04/obamalele.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1109678215052020828/posts/default/7561848404888258055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1109678215052020828/posts/default/7561848404888258055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ukulelerodeo.blogspot.com/2010/04/obamalele.html' title='Obamalele'/><author><name>The Flaming Aloha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04205940719723875117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b0uhlSIp7rE/S8a46Pget5I/AAAAAAAAADc/V1Q33EUOGI4/S220/butter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b0uhlSIp7rE/S8ltXXs2G5I/AAAAAAAAAD8/mpeqbbJ7XKw/s72-c/OBAMA.UKULELE.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1109678215052020828.post-952960799250296740</id><published>2010-04-14T23:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T23:53:26.017-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Zooey plays a banjolele</title><content type='html'>&lt;smallbg&gt;&lt;!-- by ukuleleporn --&gt;&lt;/smallbg&gt;      &lt;h2 style="color: black; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Oh Zooey Deschanel, I will marry you for this I think. As if you weren't perfect enough.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2 style="color: black; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b0uhlSIp7rE/S8a3ayxVuvI/AAAAAAAAADU/cEEX2W_lwmU/s1600/zooey1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b0uhlSIp7rE/S8a3ayxVuvI/AAAAAAAAADU/cEEX2W_lwmU/s400/zooey1.jpg" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h2 style="color: black; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Even Zooey can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Stay Tuned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;~Ethan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 style="color: black; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2 style="color: black; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1109678215052020828-952960799250296740?l=ukulelerodeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ukulelerodeo.blogspot.com/feeds/952960799250296740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ukulelerodeo.blogspot.com/2010/04/zooey-plays-banjolele.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1109678215052020828/posts/default/952960799250296740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1109678215052020828/posts/default/952960799250296740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ukulelerodeo.blogspot.com/2010/04/zooey-plays-banjolele.html' title='Zooey plays a banjolele'/><author><name>The Flaming Aloha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04205940719723875117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b0uhlSIp7rE/S8a46Pget5I/AAAAAAAAADc/V1Q33EUOGI4/S220/butter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b0uhlSIp7rE/S8a3ayxVuvI/AAAAAAAAADU/cEEX2W_lwmU/s72-c/zooey1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1109678215052020828.post-3989702191216723705</id><published>2010-04-14T23:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T23:39:59.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Page Up</title><content type='html'>I just separated my videos into categories, so you can view them by content.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try it out . Just click a link under "Narrow your browsing" on the left bar.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;&amp;lt;&amp;lt;&amp;lt;&amp;lt;&amp;lt;&amp;lt;&amp;lt;&amp;lt;&amp;lt;&amp;lt;&amp;lt;&amp;lt;&amp;lt;&amp;lt;&amp;lt;&amp;lt;&amp;lt;&amp;lt;&amp;lt;&amp;lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1109678215052020828-3989702191216723705?l=ukulelerodeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ukulelerodeo.blogspot.com/feeds/3989702191216723705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ukulelerodeo.blogspot.com/2010/04/new-page-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1109678215052020828/posts/default/3989702191216723705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1109678215052020828/posts/default/3989702191216723705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ukulelerodeo.blogspot.com/2010/04/new-page-up.html' title='New Page Up'/><author><name>The Flaming Aloha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04205940719723875117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b0uhlSIp7rE/S8a46Pget5I/AAAAAAAAADc/V1Q33EUOGI4/S220/butter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1109678215052020828.post-993543150940803368</id><published>2010-04-14T22:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T22:50:34.665-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Im beginning to see the light</title><content type='html'>The awesome people at &lt;a href="http://www.yirmumah.djcoffman.com/ukulele/"&gt;Uke Club.com&lt;/a&gt; always have something cool to show you if your into ukulele news, and recently I came across this sad little dirge written by the author(s) in charge of the website.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its got all the info about the chords on it, and the tune is sung to that of the old forties song &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ouGPjY9Ks7o&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;"I'm beginning to see the light"&lt;/a&gt;. The tag is the same but the lyrics to the version in the picture are much more somber. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b0uhlSIp7rE/S8am82QhaDI/AAAAAAAAADE/5rt6_Nn1BsA/s1600/20050909.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b0uhlSIp7rE/S8am82QhaDI/AAAAAAAAADE/5rt6_Nn1BsA/s640/20050909.jpg" width="427" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Remember this is not mine, and If you like the style, go check out Ukeclub.com&lt;br /&gt;They have much more like it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah ....and here is a picture of a ukulele babe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b0uhlSIp7rE/S8aokYp2GoI/AAAAAAAAADM/lllQjGAkTBo/s1600/UkeGal.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b0uhlSIp7rE/S8aokYp2GoI/AAAAAAAAADM/lllQjGAkTBo/s640/UkeGal.jpg" width="252" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay Tuned&lt;br /&gt;~Ethan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1109678215052020828-993543150940803368?l=ukulelerodeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ukulelerodeo.blogspot.com/feeds/993543150940803368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ukulelerodeo.blogspot.com/2010/04/im-beginning-to-see-light.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1109678215052020828/posts/default/993543150940803368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1109678215052020828/posts/default/993543150940803368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ukulelerodeo.blogspot.com/2010/04/im-beginning-to-see-light.html' title='Im beginning to see the light'/><author><name>The Flaming Aloha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04205940719723875117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b0uhlSIp7rE/S8a46Pget5I/AAAAAAAAADc/V1Q33EUOGI4/S220/butter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b0uhlSIp7rE/S8am82QhaDI/AAAAAAAAADE/5rt6_Nn1BsA/s72-c/20050909.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1109678215052020828.post-2336441765618837488</id><published>2010-04-11T22:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T22:53:26.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We Are The World -Ukulele</title><content type='html'>Okay, so you know the song that comes around every year written by Micheal Jackson and Lionel Richie. Its has about a hundred celebrities singing the same song all mashed up into a cool video. Well the Ukulele community made one too. Very Cool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check it out &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="375"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eW1boRK-A78&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eW1boRK-A78&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you can bet that they&lt;br /&gt;Stay Tuned&lt;br /&gt;~Ethan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1109678215052020828-2336441765618837488?l=ukulelerodeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ukulelerodeo.blogspot.com/feeds/2336441765618837488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ukulelerodeo.blogspot.com/2010/04/we-are-world-ukulele.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1109678215052020828/posts/default/2336441765618837488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1109678215052020828/posts/default/2336441765618837488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ukulelerodeo.blogspot.com/2010/04/we-are-world-ukulele.html' title='We Are The World -Ukulele'/><author><name>The Flaming Aloha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04205940719723875117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b0uhlSIp7rE/S8a46Pget5I/AAAAAAAAADc/V1Q33EUOGI4/S220/butter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1109678215052020828.post-7347761975883017262</id><published>2010-04-08T21:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T21:51:43.194-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Serious Business</title><content type='html'>Its time I talk to you about something serious . &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Ukulele Fever.&lt;/span&gt; Its effecting millions of people each and every year, and frankly, It scares the crap out of &lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #ffd966;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #ffd966;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Ukulele Fever is defined as&lt;/span&gt;: The uncontrollable urge to buy, own, play, and talk about Ukulele's at any chance you get, leaving chores undone, the kids not fed, or meals uneaten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Symptoms include:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt; Chronic finger-nail clipping.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dark circles under eyes from lack of sleep&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Constant tuning &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When sleep does occur, suffer will often dream about Ukulele's&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;shopping in music stores, regardless of money in bank&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;If you know someone who is afflicted by Ukulele Fever first call for help, and intervention might be needed. Next, if you would be so kind to give them my number, I'm sure they have&amp;nbsp; some cool ukes i could trade them for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What me ?&lt;br /&gt;No !&amp;nbsp; Im not and addict.&lt;br /&gt;I can stop whenever I want. &lt;br /&gt;I don't need sleep anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Warning- Ukulele fever is a real thing and if you are a suffer it is very important that you&lt;br /&gt;Stay Tuned (punny) &lt;br /&gt;~Ethan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1109678215052020828-7347761975883017262?l=ukulelerodeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ukulelerodeo.blogspot.com/feeds/7347761975883017262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ukulelerodeo.blogspot.com/2010/04/serious-business.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1109678215052020828/posts/default/7347761975883017262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1109678215052020828/posts/default/7347761975883017262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ukulelerodeo.blogspot.com/2010/04/serious-business.html' title='Serious Business'/><author><name>The Flaming Aloha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04205940719723875117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b0uhlSIp7rE/S8a46Pget5I/AAAAAAAAADc/V1Q33EUOGI4/S220/butter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1109678215052020828.post-1155211319804247335</id><published>2010-04-04T23:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T23:53:39.557-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song Writing Tips</title><content type='html'>If you have ever tried writing a song&amp;nbsp; you know it can be tough. I really cant help you write the words, but I can offer some tips that may make writing your song easier in the long run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natural Chords: These are your basic letter chords. Every rock song that has ever been written uses these. These are safe chords to experiment&amp;nbsp; with because if your looking for a chord to finish up a song line, and you cant find it, if you have used only natural chords, it will end on a natural chord as well.&amp;nbsp; Many simple melody uses natural chords. Everything from "I'm a little teapot" to "Mary had a Little Lamb" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minor Chords: Don't let the name fool you. These chords can have a big impact of the tone of your song. Just one minor chord stuck in your progression will turn it into a love ballad or a funeral dirge. An entire progression of minors can also give your song a driving sound, so if you want the song to have a fast tempo, you cant go wrong with &lt;span style="background-color: blue; color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: blue;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;a &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Dm&lt;/span&gt; or a &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Gm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seventh Chords: These are tricky . If you don't use seventh chords properly you can kill the movement of your song completely and you will be left with nowhere to go. I usually use them in a wrap around instead of the middle chord.&amp;nbsp; When your song is approaching it's end, finish the last chord and repeat the last three or four chords that you played, replacing one of them with a seventh. So if the last three chords of the song were &amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;C G C&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; Then I would play &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;C G7 C &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changing the key: A lot of times I write a chord progression but when I go to write words, I find that its way out of my range. To combat this problem I simply transpose the chords. The simplest method of this is the counting method. In order to do this you take your progression and count from the letter of the first chord, to the key that you want the song in. For example lets say my progression is &lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;C G F C&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; but this is much to low for me to sing. I want this song to go from the key of &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;, (because that is what it starts with and ends in) to the key of &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;. I take the &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt; and count the direction I want the key to go in (up) until I get from &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;.&amp;nbsp; From&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt; C&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt; it would be two.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; -2&amp;nbsp; -1 &amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;0&lt;/span&gt; &amp;nbsp; 1 &amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; 3&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 4&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; A&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; B &amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; D&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; F&amp;nbsp; G &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Once I&amp;nbsp; know how far it is to get to my key, I do the same to the rest of the progression.&amp;nbsp; So if im going up two keys with every chord, I'll end up with:&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt; EBAE&lt;/span&gt;.&amp;nbsp; If at any time ,your counting goes above G, just start again at A like a piano does.&amp;nbsp; This works with chords with suffixes too. If your progression has a seventh, a minor , and a diminished chord in it, just add the suffix to the new chord too.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*WARNING: this does not work with Flat or Sharp chords. The pattern of Sharps and Flats is not perfect and it will ruin your progression. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As always...Stay Tuned!&lt;br /&gt;~Ethan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1109678215052020828-1155211319804247335?l=ukulelerodeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ukulelerodeo.blogspot.com/feeds/1155211319804247335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ukulelerodeo.blogspot.com/2010/04/song-writing-tips.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1109678215052020828/posts/default/1155211319804247335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1109678215052020828/posts/default/1155211319804247335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ukulelerodeo.blogspot.com/2010/04/song-writing-tips.html' title='Song Writing Tips'/><author><name>The Flaming Aloha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04205940719723875117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b0uhlSIp7rE/S8a46Pget5I/AAAAAAAAADc/V1Q33EUOGI4/S220/butter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1109678215052020828.post-5401223648600268774</id><published>2010-04-02T00:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T23:53:22.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Call Me Crazy</title><content type='html'>I was uncertain about posting this on the internet for all to see, but this is too great of a find to not make it on the blog. This set of pictures goes back about a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little backstory may be needed. See, I'm what you call Obsessive Compulsive, which means once I get into something, you will need to pry my cold dead hands away from it. Also, My family shops at Costco. I have no idea what in the world compelled me to do this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, if your lactose intolerant, &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Stop Reading Now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first one is simple enough. Its a design that you could possible find in a supermarket, displaying boxes of beer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b0uhlSIp7rE/S7WUrB3MbdI/AAAAAAAAACU/4ramIW1vcF0/s1600/giza.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b0uhlSIp7rE/S7WUrB3MbdI/AAAAAAAAACU/4ramIW1vcF0/s400/giza.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then things get serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I call this one Churnhenge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone I know once told me that Churnhenge was moving. Like emotionally. I just thought I was stacking butter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b0uhlSIp7rE/S7WVObZoOeI/AAAAAAAAACc/T7xN0dpooR0/s1600/churn+henge.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b0uhlSIp7rE/S7WVObZoOeI/AAAAAAAAACc/T7xN0dpooR0/s400/churn+henge.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This next one is straight forward. Gummy Bears make great slaves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But just look how sad they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b0uhlSIp7rE/S7WWgph4gjI/AAAAAAAAACk/7Kc_trFCIxQ/s1600/butter.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b0uhlSIp7rE/S7WWgph4gjI/AAAAAAAAACk/7Kc_trFCIxQ/s400/butter.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we find out who is in charge of all the building. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b0uhlSIp7rE/S7WXu-j-wRI/AAAAAAAAACs/Cyq8LfnJ7pc/s1600/ruler.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b0uhlSIp7rE/S7WXu-j-wRI/AAAAAAAAACs/Cyq8LfnJ7pc/s400/ruler.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently this pepper has freakish boulder lifting strength too. I m not to sure where I was going with this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b0uhlSIp7rE/S7WZPbRjPqI/AAAAAAAAAC0/xuf8XigqB40/s1600/ruler+II.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b0uhlSIp7rE/S7WZPbRjPqI/AAAAAAAAAC0/xuf8XigqB40/s400/ruler+II.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, call me crazy, but I had a remarkably fun time doing this ...two years ago. And I'm glad I found the pictures again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont forget to: &lt;br /&gt;Stay Tuned&lt;br /&gt;~Ethan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1109678215052020828-5401223648600268774?l=ukulelerodeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ukulelerodeo.blogspot.com/feeds/5401223648600268774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ukulelerodeo.blogspot.com/2010/04/call-me-crazy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1109678215052020828/posts/default/5401223648600268774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1109678215052020828/posts/default/5401223648600268774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ukulelerodeo.blogspot.com/2010/04/call-me-crazy.html' title='Call Me Crazy'/><author><name>The Flaming Aloha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04205940719723875117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b0uhlSIp7rE/S8a46Pget5I/AAAAAAAAADc/V1Q33EUOGI4/S220/butter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b0uhlSIp7rE/S7WUrB3MbdI/AAAAAAAAACU/4ramIW1vcF0/s72-c/giza.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1109678215052020828.post-429623081014953938</id><published>2010-04-01T23:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T23:52:47.454-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What is a Flying V ?</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;I don't really have any blow your head off content today. I think because of that, for the next few days I'll show you guys some pictures I just found. Some are of ukulele. Some are not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, here is a super old picture I found of a tower I made from Ukulele's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b0uhlSIp7rE/S7WMW4gMGbI/AAAAAAAAACM/0QgzcNhSozE/s1600/tower+of+ukes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b0uhlSIp7rE/S7WMW4gMGbI/AAAAAAAAACM/0QgzcNhSozE/s320/tower+of+ukes.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;On top is a flying V Ukulele I bought as a novelty, because as you can guess the shape is terrible for acoustic instruments.&lt;br /&gt;The left leg is a baby blue Flea Ukulele from the &lt;a href="http://www.magicfluke.com/"&gt;The Magic Fluke Company &lt;/a&gt;and was the first Ukulele I owned.&lt;br /&gt;The right leg is the most expensive instrument I have ever payed for. Its a&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.koaloha.com/KoAloha_Products/SopranoPineapple.html"&gt;KoAloha Pineapple soprano&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; I got mail ordered from Hawaii. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't realize how old this picture was until I remembered that I don't own the drum set in the picture anymore, or the couch, or the room.&amp;nbsp; That puts this picture at about 2006-2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay Tuned&lt;br /&gt;~Ethan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1109678215052020828-429623081014953938?l=ukulelerodeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ukulelerodeo.blogspot.com/feeds/429623081014953938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ukulelerodeo.blogspot.com/2010/04/what-is-flying-v.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1109678215052020828/posts/default/429623081014953938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1109678215052020828/posts/default/429623081014953938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ukulelerodeo.blogspot.com/2010/04/what-is-flying-v.html' title='What is a Flying V ?'/><author><name>The Flaming Aloha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04205940719723875117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b0uhlSIp7rE/S8a46Pget5I/AAAAAAAAADc/V1Q33EUOGI4/S220/butter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b0uhlSIp7rE/S7WMW4gMGbI/AAAAAAAAACM/0QgzcNhSozE/s72-c/tower+of+ukes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1109678215052020828.post-192320964283432925</id><published>2010-03-29T18:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T23:52:17.932-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No Way !  Crochet Ukulele's ?</title><content type='html'>I found these on Etsy.com&lt;br /&gt;Can you Believe it ? Crochet ukes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s762.photobucket.com/albums/xx264/ukulelerodeo/?action=view&amp;amp;current=il_fullxfull111261249.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i762.photobucket.com/albums/xx264/ukulelerodeo/il_fullxfull111261249.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s762.photobucket.com/albums/xx264/ukulelerodeo/?action=view&amp;amp;current=il_fullxfull111261246.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i762.photobucket.com/albums/xx264/ukulelerodeo/il_fullxfull111261246.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, you can not only buy the crochet stuffed animals, but buy the  pattern as well. Check out the links below for both. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=37109098&amp;amp;ref=sr_gallery_19&amp;amp;&amp;amp;ga_search_query=Ukulele&amp;amp;ga_search_type=handmade&amp;amp;ga_page=3&amp;amp;includes[]=tags&amp;amp;includes[]=title"&gt;Buy the pattern&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=37407300&amp;amp;ref=sr_gallery_18&amp;amp;&amp;amp;ga_search_query=Ukulele&amp;amp;ga_search_type=handmade&amp;amp;ga_page=3&amp;amp;includes[]=tags&amp;amp;includes[]=title"&gt;Buy The Uke&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Remember:&lt;br /&gt;Stay Tuned&lt;br /&gt;~Ethan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1109678215052020828-192320964283432925?l=ukulelerodeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ukulelerodeo.blogspot.com/feeds/192320964283432925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ukulelerodeo.blogspot.com/2010/03/no-way-crochet-ukuleles.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1109678215052020828/posts/default/192320964283432925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1109678215052020828/posts/default/192320964283432925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ukulelerodeo.blogspot.com/2010/03/no-way-crochet-ukuleles.html' title='No Way !  Crochet Ukulele&apos;s ?'/><author><name>The Flaming Aloha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04205940719723875117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b0uhlSIp7rE/S8a46Pget5I/AAAAAAAAADc/V1Q33EUOGI4/S220/butter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1109678215052020828.post-8401066748120337674</id><published>2010-03-28T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T23:51:35.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You-Go</title><content type='html'>This song pretty much made my day from the beginning. Just simply enjoy it.And if you like it enough ....buy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cYpN6GVjWe8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cYpN6GVjWe8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="360" height="240"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just don't take any hints from their fashion sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay Tuned&lt;br /&gt;~Ethan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1109678215052020828-8401066748120337674?l=ukulelerodeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ukulelerodeo.blogspot.com/feeds/8401066748120337674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ukulelerodeo.blogspot.com/2010/03/you-go.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1109678215052020828/posts/default/8401066748120337674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1109678215052020828/posts/default/8401066748120337674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ukulelerodeo.blogspot.com/2010/03/you-go.html' title='You-Go'/><author><name>The Flaming Aloha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04205940719723875117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b0uhlSIp7rE/S8a46Pget5I/AAAAAAAAADc/V1Q33EUOGI4/S220/butter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1109678215052020828.post-4568470806767360068</id><published>2010-03-27T18:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T23:17:15.649-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finger Picking Tutorial</title><content type='html'>This week I had a request from a friend about how to finger pick properly. So i figured I would post a simple Ukulele finger-picking technique along with some tips and tricks to make your picking faster and sound better too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beautiful thing about the Ukulele is that it only has four strings. This makes it really easy to begin playing, and although it can make some difficult progressions on guitar nearly impossible on the ukulele, for the most part, four strings is a good thing. Especially if your trying to learn how to pick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; The Simple Pattern&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The pattern your going to learn is the 1-4-2-3 pattern, and the simplicity of this one is going to blow your mind. But first things first. You're going to want to drop your right hand (assuming your right handed) down directly&amp;nbsp; above the sound hole. This is really where it should be anyways, but many Ukulele players tend to strum higher up on the fret board because of the small size of the instrument.&amp;nbsp; This will help you pick at the strings more easily because the strings are farther away from the ukulele here. Your left hand will be making chords of course, just like it would be if you were strumming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The thing to remember with the Ukulele is that the strings are numbered from the bottom up, so the smallest (bottom) string is number 1, the next largest is number 2, and so on.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;With the 1-4-2-3 pattern you will pluck the strings in the order of the pattern to complete it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;This is the case with all picking patterns and learning this now will help you a lot if you ever want to read and play Ukulele tabs in the future.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;For most picking patterns you will only need your first three fingers and as a general rule, your thumb owns the top two (G and C), your pointer finger will pick the next one down&amp;nbsp; (E), and your middle finger will pick the bottom string (A). I usually float my ring finger in the air and let it wiggle around how it likes while I pick, and my pinky finger tends to push down against my uke for support, but this is really just my personal preference and you may do it however it is comfortable. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;If your playing the 1-4-2-3 pattern properly while the ukulele is open (no chord is being made)&amp;nbsp; you should be playing the strings in this order A-G-E-C. This wont sound pretty without a chord to pick, so a simple C chord is fine for learning.&amp;nbsp; Once the pattern is complete you just repeat it to sound the chord. To pick the chords of a normal song, you would change the chords of the song just like if you were strumming, and maintain the picking pattern with your fingers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Put very simply, To play the 1-4-2-3 pattern, start by plucking the bottom string with your middle finger, then pluck the top string with your thumb, pluck the second string from the bottom with your pointer, and&amp;nbsp; finish by plucking the third string from the bottom with your thumb to end it. Repeat as necessary &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Okay, I know your not going to want to hear this, but the most important thing to need to remember in order to get good at picking is to practice, practice, practice. Simply picking slowly while you watch some TV, or setting aside twenty minutes or so for practicing a day will help your speed tremendously, and if you get frustrated, just play something else, and come back to it later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your have any questions&amp;nbsp; leave a comment below, and I'll help you out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay Tuned &lt;br /&gt;~Ethan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1109678215052020828-4568470806767360068?l=ukulelerodeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ukulelerodeo.blogspot.com/feeds/4568470806767360068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ukulelerodeo.blogspot.com/2010/03/finger-picking-toutorial.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1109678215052020828/posts/default/4568470806767360068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1109678215052020828/posts/default/4568470806767360068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ukulelerodeo.blogspot.com/2010/03/finger-picking-toutorial.html' title='Finger Picking Tutorial'/><author><name>The Flaming Aloha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04205940719723875117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b0uhlSIp7rE/S8a46Pget5I/AAAAAAAAADc/V1Q33EUOGI4/S220/butter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1109678215052020828.post-2548508577978278422</id><published>2010-03-25T19:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T23:50:50.380-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='how to pick ukulele strings'/><title type='text'>How to pick strings for your Ukulele</title><content type='html'>There are certain qualities you should look for in ukulele strings. In order to find the ukulele strings that are right for you ,there are a few things to decide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;To Low G or not to Low G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Traditional ukuleles are tuned to&amp;nbsp; GCEA, however the strings don't go from low to high like a guitar. Generally speaking the C string is lower than the G string (no pun intended). This gives the instrument that Hawaiian tropical feel that tickles your ears. It is possible to buy a set of strings in which the G string is lower than the C. It doesn't really change to sound of the instrument but some people don't like it because it takes away from the traditional feel. I really like the Low G and its the only way you can play lead, or solo if that's what your into.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Gut or Nylon strings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;If gut sounds gross to you ...it should. Gut strings are produced from the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;intestines of sheep. &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Again, these are regarded as traditional, but to be honest, they suck. They're super susceptible to the heat and are very difficult to keep in tune. They do sound good, but they are rapidly being replaced by nylon or other synthetic strings.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The other most popular string material , Nylon, is quickly monopolizing&amp;nbsp; the string industry because It's cost effective,&amp;nbsp; resist to heat and has good tone.You really cant go bad when purchasing Nylon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Price&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;This can sometimes be misleading. The more expensive strings are&amp;nbsp; not necessarily better&lt;/span&gt;. I have seen strings from about $3 to almost $15, but have been happy with strings only about $7. Some strings may even come packaged long enough to string your Ukulele twice. It all depends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;My Top Three&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i762.photobucket.com/albums/xx264/ukulelerodeo/KCS_sm_.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i762.photobucket.com/albums/xx264/ukulelerodeo/KCS_sm_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;3. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Ko'olau            Gold Series&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span id="goog_1099938855"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1099938856"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I got these strings as a gift one year. They have a strange yellow coloring that is unappealing because of how they look on my uke, but its worth it for their sound. They supposedly have perfect pitch and are used in professional recording. The small string gauges tend to pull through the bridge of my Uke's so it helps to sneak up on the right note when tuning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i762.photobucket.com/albums/xx264/ukulelerodeo/HTUG.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i762.photobucket.com/albums/xx264/ukulelerodeo/HTUG.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;2. Hilo- Low G Wrapped C &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;These strings are kind of strange as far as regular strings go. They have a Low G string, but also a normal C string that is wrapped in a thin metal cord. They make the ukulele mellow and give you some more volume. The best part is they are only about $5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i762.photobucket.com/albums/xx264/ukulelerodeo/ANCG.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i762.photobucket.com/albums/xx264/ukulelerodeo/ANCG.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Aquila- Nylgut Low G &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;By far, these are my favorite&amp;nbsp; strings. They are synthetic gut-type strings that are still resistant to heat, have&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;almost perfect tone, and come in sets of Low G and High G. They will run you&amp;nbsp; about $7,but its well worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay Tuned&lt;br /&gt;~Ethan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1109678215052020828-2548508577978278422?l=ukulelerodeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ukulelerodeo.blogspot.com/feeds/2548508577978278422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ukulelerodeo.blogspot.com/2010/03/how-to-pick-strings-for-your-ukulele.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1109678215052020828/posts/default/2548508577978278422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1109678215052020828/posts/default/2548508577978278422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ukulelerodeo.blogspot.com/2010/03/how-to-pick-strings-for-your-ukulele.html' title='How to pick strings for your Ukulele'/><author><name>The Flaming Aloha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04205940719723875117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b0uhlSIp7rE/S8a46Pget5I/AAAAAAAAADc/V1Q33EUOGI4/S220/butter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1109678215052020828.post-7632701517317512437</id><published>2010-03-25T14:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T23:50:26.594-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Okay here is the dilemma</title><content type='html'>When I first started&amp;nbsp; playing Ukulele I went to the local music store,&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://www.hmusic.com/"&gt;Herreid Music&lt;/a&gt; and I bought the cheapest ukulele they had, a baritone Hilo, because why would I drop a hundred dollars on an instrument that I wouldn't like after a month or two?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me this instrument sounded fine, was the perfect size, though not anymore, and was in my price range. I was definitely happy with my purchase, but after upgrading to a more expensive, and better sounding &lt;a href="http://www.magicfluke.com/"&gt;Flea ukulele&lt;/a&gt; I learned that my forty dollar baritone sounded like those souvenir ukuleles you get in Hawaii. It was plain awful. I couldn't believe I put up with it for so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now just to be clear, Hilo's instruments have tons of potential. I have played some beautiful sounding Ukes made by Hilo. Its mostly my fault anyways. I was naive and didn't play the instrument to make sure it had a sound body, and a good tone before I bought it. But what if I did have a good ear for music?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most people I know that play the Ukulele have started out playing cheap little instruments. Some almost gave up the Uke because their $15 Ukulele would never give them the perfect sound they wanted, no matter how hard they practiced. This bothers me because I think the ukulele has&amp;nbsp; the mellowest sound of all the stringed instruments. And some never get to hear the potential.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So help me out here... Is it better to buy a cheap Ukulele early, and put up with its sound to make sure you like it? Or should you save up and buy a Ukulele that will stand up to&amp;nbsp; the name that the little instrument has made for itself ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay Tuned&lt;br /&gt;~Ethan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1109678215052020828-7632701517317512437?l=ukulelerodeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ukulelerodeo.blogspot.com/feeds/7632701517317512437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ukulelerodeo.blogspot.com/2010/03/okay-here-is-dilemma.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1109678215052020828/posts/default/7632701517317512437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1109678215052020828/posts/default/7632701517317512437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ukulelerodeo.blogspot.com/2010/03/okay-here-is-dilemma.html' title='Okay here is the dilemma'/><author><name>The Flaming Aloha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04205940719723875117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b0uhlSIp7rE/S8a46Pget5I/AAAAAAAAADc/V1Q33EUOGI4/S220/butter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1109678215052020828.post-1676938553953429102</id><published>2010-03-24T10:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T23:49:29.173-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='maroon 5 sunday morning ukulele first song'/><title type='text'>The First Song</title><content type='html'>Its only right that the first song I post here is one of my favorites. It also helps that this is one of the easiest songs that I know on the ukulele. You're all familiar with Maroon 5 right ? Well, they have a rockin little jam called Sunday Morning, and believe it or not, it flows really well on four strings. If you haven't heard it check it out on You-tube below&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OnnMZ1xrL7E&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OnnMZ1xrL7E&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for the chords.&lt;br /&gt;The chords change in the song, at the exact same time the keyboard moves to the next chord,so if you are having trouble with the changes just re-listen to the song. The changes are illustrated by the placement of the chord letter above the word that the changes falls on. If your singing the song, you will know where the chord changes based on what word the chord is above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre id="line194"&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;a href="http://chordie.com/chord.pere/www.xguitar.com/guitar-tabs/maroon_5/songs_about_jane/sunday_morning.txt?=&amp;amp;1944-06-06=always&amp;amp;transpose=-3&amp;amp;tuning=GCEA"&gt;Sunday Morning Chords&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and just so there is no confusion, the tabs at the bottom of the page are for guitar. 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This is my first blog post. The first of many I hope. Am I supposed to open up with some content ? Like a picture...Something about ukulele perhaps? I don't know.&amp;nbsp; Maybe later today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay Tuned&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;~Ethan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1109678215052020828-619922777614412722?l=ukulelerodeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ukulelerodeo.blogspot.com/feeds/619922777614412722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ukulelerodeo.blogspot.com/2010/03/new-begining.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1109678215052020828/posts/default/619922777614412722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1109678215052020828/posts/default/619922777614412722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ukulelerodeo.blogspot.com/2010/03/new-begining.html' title='A New Begining'/><author><name>The Flaming Aloha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04205940719723875117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b0uhlSIp7rE/S8a46Pget5I/AAAAAAAAADc/V1Q33EUOGI4/S220/butter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
