Sal Goes to Midwest UkeFest 2015

Sal had a great time at this year's Midwest Uke Fest.  There were lots of great classes to attend, and most of her ukulele-playing friends were there to share in the fun.  What could be bad about a whole weekend of ukulele playing, learning, and listening!?

Since Sal has been to the Fest two times before, she has many memories to share.  Click here to read about Sal's experiences at UkeFest 2013 and here to read about Uke Fest 2014.  (I just read the posts again before adding the links here, and am glad to have revisited those delightful times!  <3 Uke Fest every year!!!)

A delicious tradition.  Going out for Thai food the night before Uke Fest begins.

Stu Fuchs -- a wonderful instructor!  Sal and I met him at Mighty Uke Day and were looking forward to attending more of his workshops at Uke Fest.   We were not disappointed!  This year Sal and I didn't take photos with the other instructors, but you can see those gifted fellows in the previous years' posts via the links above.)

Each year there is an Open Mic Concert at the Uke Fest.  Nicole, one of our fellow Fleaharmonics, did an amazing solo at the Open Mic last year.  This year she blew us away again by performing an original song -- with an assist from Jeff (another fellow Fleaharmonic).  Check out  Nicole and Jeff's performance here!

At last year's Open Mic, our whole Cleveland contingent performed The Tide Is High.  This year we did another fun song.  Here is our rendition of Build Me Up, Buttercup.  (We don't actually start playing until a minute and twenty seconds in.)  We were quite nervous, but it was fun, too.  We're already thinking about what we should play next year!

At last year's Uke Fest we took some mock-busking photos in front of Woodburn's pizza place.  Of course doing something once means it becomes a tradition, so we had to do more fake busking this year.  There was some discussion of where the photos should be taken.  Recreate last year's shots -- or find a new place?  From the photos below you can see we chose to find a new spot.  I have cropped the pictures into squares, so we can all envision what they would look like as album covers!

I used the "fade color" effect in iPhoto on this picture.  It makes things look a bit bleak -- which I think is what we were going for by busking on an abandoned train.

The same shot, using my favorite combination of effects for stuff like this -- "antique" and "edge blur."  Much better for an album cover, I'd say.

Another angle on the thing.  Used my favorite effects on this one, too.  If this was the album cover, I would put the name of the band in the lower left of the picture.

This one would be a cool album cover, too!  Same effects.

You can't keep a ukulele band down for long!  Presenting a cover for an album of happy songs by The Cleveland Fleaharmonics!

A BIT OF MUSING ABOUT LIFE...  It is common knowledge that the ukulele is the world's happiest instrument!  While playing it, uke lovers lose their cares for a while and feel true joy (unless they are practicing barre chords -- but that is a subject for another day...)  Unfortunately, sometimes life presents circumstances that make it hard to pick up the instrument and get happy.  Sal and I were going through such a shadowy period during Uke Fest, but the warm atmosphere, the challenging classes that forced us to concentrate, and the companionship of friends and fellow ukers brought us through.  Thanks to the Uke Fest family and our fellow Cleveland Fleaharmonics for a wonderfully uplifting weekend!  Looking forward to next year already!

Sal Goes to the Pickin' Picnic in the Park

The Cleveland Jumping Fleas had their Third Annual Pickin' Picnic in the Park on Sunday, July 26th, and a good time was had by all! 

A great-looking bunch!

The traditional "silly" shot.

Nicole wowed us all with her rendition of Shambles by Della Mae.

Jeff playing Romance -- a classical guitar piece.  Sounds great on a uke, too!

Bruce's entertaining rendition of Do You Love Me by The Contours brought smiles all around.

Sal Stops On The Way Home

On the way home from my 4th of July weekend adventure, the GPS took me along a bunch of back roads.  I drove past this intriguing roadside monument, and then decided to turn around and go back.  This kind of thing is one of the reasons I wanted to do Travels With Sal -- to get me to stop and look at interesting things I would ordinarily pass by.  I took a bunch of photos and felt great afterwards.  I've gotta do stuff like this more often.

As I drove by, this is what I saw.  Ordinarily, I wouldn't have given it a second thought, but Sal was with me!

There was so much to say that both sides of this sign were full. 

Sal lying on top of the display case.  There was so much dust and other stuff (leaves, spider webs, etc) that the items in the case could not be seen very well, but the haziness makes a pretty cool photo.

Many historical photos and the key to the original post office were hung all around the inside of the memorial.  I like how the rocks in the display case seem to be floating below Sal.

Farther along the road, I stopped at a rest area on I-71.  There was a lovely corn field behind the rest stop, which I thought would be a good backdrop for Sal.  I took some pictures, and then sat at a picnic table to play my car uke for a few minutes.   After I was finished, I began walking to my vehicle, and was stopped by a woman with a boy in tow.  She asked me if I would play something for her son.  I said I would and played a verse of Old McDonald for him.  His mom and I sang, but he was either shy or embarrassed, and just looked on.  Mom and I talked for a minute or two, then got in our cars and drove away.  At that point I thought that I should have asked them to pose for a Sal photo to post here, but I had been too tired to think of it in time.  About 70 miles down the road there was another rest stop, and I pulled in there.  As I was leaving the ladies room, who should be coming in but the same woman!  If her son had been nearby I would have asked them to pose for a Sal photo, but I didn't see him and thought it would seem very odd if I hung around the restroom waiting for her to come out and then made such a bizarre request.  If I hadn't been so exhausted from the long day of driving, I might have done it, but oh well...  It was a fun and happy pair of encounters that made the trip more bearable.

Sal on the fence by the cornfield.  This shot is unaltered.  Nothing has been done to it.  The sky is so light, though, that for the other picture, I used the antique effect in iPhoto to try to make it look good despite the washed out sky.

Sal and my "car uke" -- a banana-colored Flea -- on the picnic table where we played a few tunes.  The weather was extremely clement, so it was a very pleasant interlude.  (The Flea is a great uke to keep in the car.  It has stayed in mine through a very cold winter and some hot weather too, and it took it like a champ!)

Sal Visits Sophia For the 4th

Sal and I went to visit Sophia (and her Mommy and Daddy) over the Fourth of July weekend.  We did it last year, too.  What a difference a year makes!  Check out this post from Independence Day of 2014 to see how Sophia has grown! 

It was a lot easier to get sharp shots of Sophia and Sal when Sophia wasn't a moving target, so to speak.  To get her to stay in one place for a photo, I held her on my lap and Daddy took the picture. 

Daddy setting an example for Sophia.

Let's see if sitting with Daddy will lead to a good shot.  Not so much. 

Sophia and Sal on the sofa.  I think we're getting somewhere...

Nope.  Sophia is done with the whole thing.  End of photo shoot!

Sal Attends a Shakespeare Play

Summer brings so many cool things to do al fresco!  One of those things is the Cleveland Shakespeare Festival - the opportunity to see Shakespeare plays in the great out-of-doors for free.  Unbeatable deal!  One of the Shakespearean players is a fellow uke player, so an outing to see one of the plays was planned for June 26th.  The show was Timon of Athens.  We had never seen this play before (and some of us had never even heard of it), but we all enjoyed it very much!

Sal and three friends waiting for the show to begin.

Timon and one of his "friends" with Sal.

Sal with a guy who can actually play her!  We enjoyed watching him bring the bard's words to hilarious life.

Sal Goes to an Akron Rubber Ducks Game

Last summer a few of the Cleveland Jumping Fleas played Take Me Out to the Ball Game during the 7th inning stretch at an Akron Rubber Ducks game.  (If you want to read all about that outing, click here.)

It was so much fun that we decided to do it again this summer, so I made the arrangements (I thought).  I talked to Christina (head of promotions) and we selected a date.  Then I talked to Jenna (ticket seller extraordinaire) about tickets.  The Fleas practiced Take Me Out to the Ball Game at every meeting starting at the beginning of May.  Many Fleas enlisted family members and friends to come along to watch the game and see us play.  Ticket money was collected by Bruce, our Flea money man, and he and I took a trip to Akron to pick up the tickets.  Unfortunately, there had been a power outage, which prevented ticket printing, so we went home empty-handed.  Happily, Jenna was able to print and mail the tickets to us later that day.  Tickets were distributed to the Fleas, and I thought everything was good.

We arrived at the ballpark, and I reported to the Guest Services window, just as I did last year, to let the Rubber Ducks folks know we were there, and to get instructions.  I was told to bring the group to Guest Services during the 6th inning.  This was what we had done last time, so it seemed that everything was going according to plan.  At the appropriate time, the Fleas made their way to Guest Services, meeting a bunch of Star Wars characters on the way.  (Did I mention it was Star Wars Night at the ballpark?)

You can hardly see Sal in this photo.  She is being held by the sand man.

When we arrived at Guest Services, excited (and a bit nervous) about playing, we found that there had been a mix-up.  Christina had scheduled us to play before the game.  Another person -- a young man called Jason Rummell (who had appeared on a TV show called The Voice) -- was scheduled to sing during the 7th inning stretch!

I am sure the look on my face was something to see when this bomb was dropped.  It seemed obvious to me that -- given a choice between a ukulele band and a guy who had appeared on TV -- the TV guy would be singing Take Me Out to the Ball Game with the crowd.  I gazed at the Fleas standing there, and felt absolutely horrible.  I thought about how we had all practiced, and got a bunch of people to come see us play, and talked about it to everyone we knew, and been looking forward to it for so long, etc.  and this was how it was going to end!?  It was a terrible moment.  I didn't know how the glitch had occurred, but I felt I had let everyone down.

Then it was suggested that perhaps we could accompany Jason Rummell as he sang.  Christina said she would go talk with him, and off she went.  While she was gone, we stood around wondering what had gone wrong.  Then we played a couple of tunes that some of the group had memorized, and practiced Take Me Out to the Ball Game in a skinny hallway off the concourse (just in case we were going to be performing after all).  Eventually we saw Christina conferring with Jason Rummell.  They were talking in a nearby space, and after a while we were asked to come and play for Jason.  In the end, it was agreed that we would play and he would sing.

Off we rushed to the place where we would wait for the 6th inning to be over. Last year we had performed on the concourse, but this year we were going to be standing on top of the dugout.  Gulp.  As a person who is afraid of heights, this put a bit of terror into my heart.  As we waited for the 6th inning to be over, some folks had their pictures taken with Jason Rummell, and I debated with myself about whether or not to ask him to pose for a shot with Sal.  There was lots of hubbub, and I hesitated.  But time waits for no uke, they say, and soon the chance to get a Sal photo was lost.  The inning was drawing to a close!

Here we are with Jason Rummell - right before going out to play on top of the dugout.  Not a good place for people afraid of heights!

When the 6th inning ended, we went down the aisle to the dugout, climbed on top, and played while Jason sang.  It was fun, and afterwards we happily went back to our seats and asked our friends how we had sounded.  They told us they couldn't hear us at all.  Jason had the only mike, so the crowd heard only him.  Argh!

After we played last year, enthusiastic Rubber Ducks staffers congratulated us and encouraged us to come back again, but this year there were crickets.  I don't know what sort of problems the mix-up caused, but I got the idea that perhaps we were Fleas-non-grata.  I ran into Christina and Jenna later, and they were good sports about posing with Sal, but neither one expressed an interest in having us back. 

Jenna, ticket provider extraordinaire, and Christina, who ironed out the confusion and got it done!

Looking on the bright side, most of the experience was fun.  It was a beautiful evening.  We performed for a sell-out crowd of 6000+.  (Of course nobody heard us, but oh well...)  We had beer and saw fireworks.  We got to hang out with our Flea buddies.  Overall, a pretty good night.

Sal Goes to Dulcimer Days

Coshocton, Ohio is most famous as the home of Roscoe Village, but many music lovers also know the city as the site of the annual Coshocton Dulcimer Days Festival.  I won't get into the very long story of why we went there, but suffice it to say, three Fleaharmonics and Sal ended up at the festival.  Unfortunately for us, and for those who worked so hard to prepare for the big event, the rain poured down for hours.  Navigating the charmingly uneven brick sidewalks meant following a zigzag course in an attempt to avoid an overabundance of gigantic puddles.  Most of the vendors -- who were supposed to be in tents along the streets -- packed up and went home.  It was a pretty dismal day.  All was not lost, however.  The three of us (and Sal) took a ukulele workshop with Bing Futch -- a super musician and teacher.  This prevented the trip from being a total washout -- pun intended!

Hoping to go to a drier Dulcimer Days next year!

This was Bing Futch's third meeting with Sal.  The others took place at the Midwest Uke Fest, which happens each August in Woodburn, Indiana.  We'll all be meeting there in just a few weeks for two days of ukulele fun and learning.