After years of being promised, the Jake Shimabukuro tab book is finally on the way. It’s for his latest album, Peace, Love, Ukulele, but does have his arrangement of While My Guitar Gently Weeps.
Jontom has released a new ebook 50 Licks for Ukulele.
Ukulele juggling (via @WillGroveWhite).
Pierce Brosnan endorses Kamoa (via Ukulovely).
The Netherlands has a new premier ukulele outlet The Jumping Flea Market run by The Uke Box.
Trying to make conversation at the Corktown Ukulele Jam (via loriroberge).
New releases: Manitoba Hal’s Flirting with Mermaids, Kahiwa’s Love Story, MeggFarrell’s Whiskey Social, The K’s Simple As That
Lou ‘Bossarocker off of the podcast’ Armer is promising one new song a week in 2012.
There are plans for building this five-string ukulele at the bottom of this page (via Herman Vandecauter).
Springsteen on Vedder and the ukulele.
The great strumming pattern video list.
Amongst the works that would have entered the public domain on 1st January under the law in 1978 is ukulele-club favourite Folsom Prison Blues. As it is, it is going to be under copyright until 2051.
Not ukulele related, but check out Sorie Kondi on Kickstarter. He’s a musician from Sierra Leone. He’s been invited to play at South by Southwest but needs to raise the money to make the trip. From his Kickstarter page:
Being born blind in such a poor country and never receiving any formal education would seem like enough hardship by itself. But then his life was uprooted in 1996 when civil war forced him to leave his home and seek refuge in Freetown. Despite the ongoing war, he began recording his first album there in 1998, and finished it after 4 months. But on January 6, 1999, the rebels staged a brutal assault on Freetown called Operation No Living Thing. Almost all the city’s residents fled to the bush. Sorie was abandoned, forced to hide inside his house for 5 days while much of the city was looted and burned down. When the dust settled, the master tapes had been lost and his career plans derailed. He decided to remain in the capital city, in a neighborhood called Fourah Bay, renting a one-room shack perched on a dangerously steep hill (dangerous, that is, even for a sighted person).