Ukulele

I'm doing one on 20 October at 6pm Dublin time.

If it's dry I shall play outdoors and you can see some of Southern Ireland as well as the ocean.

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Lyrics:

Smoke spills out past the tavern door The wail of a violin calls Why don't you play you say The pieces wait in neat lines

Queen Luna rises above the moor I move to meet your white pawn I see the hemlock you mixed with that red wine

All of this was a blunder of mine You can't take back your words Pour out the ocean and sunder the sky

I feign to sip from the poisoned wine I fail to see the branched lines I send my queen where rook waits on poised open file

Queen Luna lours spreads her fell white wings I hear the death howl they sing I load a shotgun with silver They are waiting outside

All of this was a blunder of mine You can't take back your words Pour out the ocean and sunder the sky

Got my first uke a couple of years ago, cheap soparano starter kit from Amazon. The tone is not great, I know it’s partly my technique but I’m hoping these will brighten it up a bit.

What strings are you using, and what are you using them on?

I'd feel a bit silly just posting umpteen songs of my own so I've held off, feel free to post yours!

I absolutely love this, honestly like it more than the original. It's impressive how she can get such luxurious sound out of a purely treble instrument.

Lyrics:

I ventured deep in the ocean, down to the dark plains

I felt the weight of the water upon my back

I swam to a fearsome place where no light penetrates

I gave in to the yawning abyssal black

I heard her fingers pluck the strings of a bone lyre

I lost all thought, caught in the whirling of the ocean gyre

The siren has drugged me, she's taken my will away

She's taken the red that was once my rage and pain

I felt her voice in my sinew, the nerve cords of my spine

My bones dissolved, oneiroid changes took hold

My skin swirled blue-grey, my limbs became serpentine

My neck split to form gills, I no longer felt the murderous cold

Her fingers danced wildly on the strings of a bone lyre

I was lost to the world, to the whirling of the ocean gyre

The siren has drugged me, she's taken my will away

She's taken the red that was once my rage and pain