Happy belated Thanksgiving and thanks to ukulelehunt for this song that proves the jumping flea’s ability to make any subject matter sound cheerful. The artist calls herself “Ukebucket.”
A Thanksgiving Song
Posted in Special Days, Ukulele Hunt
Tagged Thanksgiving
Posted by acilius on November 30, 2008
http://losthunderlads.com/2008/11/30/a-thanksgiving-song/
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cymast
/ December 1, 2008Yeah, I guess I’d be thankful too if I had her family . .
cymast
/ December 1, 2008I just now got the name “Ukebucket.” She should tour with “Garbage.”
acilius
/ December 1, 2008She uses the name “Amber Nash” on her other sites. I’m guessing she came by that name first, “Ukebucket” later.
ambernash
/ December 1, 2008Hey! I found this through the ukulelehunt website. Thanks for putting my video on your blog! To clear up some confusion…Amber Nash is my actual name and it’s what I use as a performer. Ukebucket is a moniker that served as the name for a project I was involved in with a couple of other musicians, as well as a more “anonymous” handle on some websites. But yes…you can call me “Amber.”
acilius
/ December 1, 2008Amber-
Thanks for the comment! I was fairly sure your parents didn’t name you Ukebucket, but it never pays to jump to conclusions…
Anyway, you’re terrific. If Dorothy Parker had been born 80 years later and taken up the ukulele, she might have been you.
ambernash
/ December 1, 2008Thanks, acilius…that’s a very nice compliment:)
acilius
/ December 1, 2008You’re welcome! This song also reminds me of Peg Bracken’s I HATE TO COOK COOKBOOK, in particular a line in there about standing over the sink with a cigarette dangling from your mouth, staring blackly into the distance as you scrub out a pot. Which is by the way a funny line, and not only because it’s in a cookbook from the 60s.
acilius
/ December 1, 2008Here’s the line I was trying to remember, as quoted in an obituary of Bracken:
“let it cook five minutes while you light a cigarette and stare sullenly at the sink.”
http://cupwsisters.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-hate-to-cook-book-took-on-snobs.html