If you like to gamble,
I tell you I’m your man.
You win some, lose some;
It’s all the same to me.

The eighth of May,
The eighth of May.

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Climbing High Mountains (Robert “Nighthawk” Johnson doesn’t know what this octave means to me.)

Shut up, shut up, pay your taxes, shut up, don’t disagree with us, shut up, don’t argue, shut up, don’t protest, shut up, pay your taxes, shut up, we’re going to war, shut up, we’re going to another war, pay your taxes, we’re going to another war, shut up, we’re selling the NHS, pay your taxes, shut up, we’re cutting everything shut up. Pay your taxes.

I find the whole “born this way” narrative so tedious… I’m queer because I questioned assumptions about myself and norms. This questioning happened well after my birth, and I’m proud of the active role I played in figuring myself out.

I find the whole “born this way” narrative so tedious… I’m queer because I questioned assumptions about myself and norms. This questioning happened well after my birth, and I’m proud of the active role I played in figuring myself out.

(Source: oohlalaholly)

Lots and lots of things are more possible than they are imagineable, I think.

Why can’t my microphone always pick my guitar up this nicely?

My very first tune picked out of a ukulele… with the help of the gorgeous Jim Bat.

A cover of Jennifer Paige’s “Crush” …this needs to be said!

A cover of Lady Sovereign’s “Public Warning” on ukulele. Why on earth not?

How to tune your Kazoo. The first in a series of instructional videos on kazoo maintenance.

A cover of Kate Bush’s “Running up that Hill” which never materialised. Still… I like these scrappy sketchlike things.

An improvisation I’m particularly fond of. A very small bit of this has been added to my repertoire, but I like the forgotten bits more.

A tribute to Tricity Vogue, who is the reason I play ukulele.

Gloomy darkcore acoustic express

More ukulele improvisation