Gus and Fin are making it pretty damn inevitable that I’m going to buy a new ukulele–breaking my “no new musical instruments” moratorium.
The oft-told tale of my musical beginnings is that my Grandma Blinco gave me a ukulele for Christmas when I was four or five. I pretty much ignored it for the next ten years, until Punk discovered me. The uke was the nearest instrument. I picked it up and I started trying to write and play songs.