Rescued by wolves when my parents' small airplane went down in the Alaskan wilderness I had the good fortune to find my way back to civilization via a trapper and fretted instrument player, who, while he looked a little silly with a tiny uke in his oversized mits, nevertheless managed to impart the knowledge of I, IV, and V before sending me on my way. Many years later, with several detours into the study of slide, mandolin, and Gregorian chant, I find myself once again in possession of a uke (or as the cognoscenti like to say, ook). This and the flourishing of the Internet have led to the inevitable MySpace page. I hope you enjoy this music.
Great plyaing. Great singing. Great tone. And yes, I'm coveting your resophonic! Thanks so much for friending. Much love and balloon animals, Ukulele Loki (New Interview: denverlibrary.org/programs/roadside/loki.html)
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