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Destination Aloha: in Search of the Perfect Uke

by Melinda Palacio

Would you plan the perfect vacation only to leave your uke behind (cue sad music in any minor key)? I guessed right; you would not. Last May, I took a girls’ trip to Maui. It was my friend’s birthday and she had planned the whole trip. All I had to do was show up. How could I resist such a fabulous invitation?

Before I left, I made sure my budget included a new uke. I’ve been devoting all my free time to studying the little instrument that brings me so much joy. When I realized I would be traveling to the birthplace of ukulele music, I knew I would be bringing one back. Although I knew I had every intention of finding a ukulele store in Maui, I didn’t take any chances of being without one and packed my black soprano Enya Nova. In the case, it fit snuggly at the bottom of my duffel bag with wheels, which I planned to stow overhead, having measured my bag back in California. On the plane, I fantasized that someone would see my Ukelandia t-shirt and whisk me away to the best ukulele shop on the island or that I would find a Hawaiian luthier under a shady palm tree, who would tell me they had the perfect uke for me. True, when I daydream, I don’t hold back.

Back to reality. My flight on Hawaiian Airlines landed on time and my friend had no trouble securing a rental car. I didn’t have to worry about my carry-on luggage or the soprano Enya Nova stuffed in my duffel bag. The Enya Nova is a great travel companion because it is made of carbon fiber so you don’t have to worry about heat or water, which made for fun photo opportunities by the pool and beach. In hindsight, it was smart of me to travel with my Enya, even though I would be bringing back a second ukulele. There’s only one drawback of the travel Enya and I bet you can’t guess what that is?

The one drawback is that it’s so great you may not return with it because you might give it away. When a friend asked me how many ukuleles I owned and I had a hard time counting them in my head, I realized I had a problem with UAS (ukulele acquisition syndrome). Let’s not get started on my guitar collection, a story for another time. I thought giving away a ukulele would be the best thing to do because I’d return with one instrument, instead of two. Not to mention the blue Enya Nova concert ukulele that waited for me in my car back in California. Although I miss the black Enya Nova soprano I named Johnny Cash, I brought home a souvenir from Hawaii and a locally made ukulele.

After choosing our rental car, we stopped at the first ukulele shop we spotted, Mele Ukulele, a modest building not far from the airport in Kihei. I chose my first pineapple mango: a pineapple shaped spalted mango concert ukulele. The matte finish shows off the natural beauty of the mango wood and the back is a little curly (a wave that is part of the design of the mango’s natural grain). Some ukulele experts argue that a matte finish allows for a better tone than a glossy finish. It’s a personal choice. While I love anything sparkly and shiny, the natural finish and rope binding of the Mele Ukulele spoke to me. The handmade uke has a tone that makes me return to it again and again. I also purchased a backpack style gig bag because I was sure there was no way I would check the uke on the plane. Also, my new mango pineapple ukulele was a tad bigger being a concert size, rather than the soprano Enya Nova that fit inside my duffel bag. I wasn’t about to stuff my new mango-pineapple into a bag or suitcase. If worse came to worse, I would check my duffel bag and purse and stuff important items such as my wallet and ticket into the pineapple gig bag.

Luckily, I didn’t have to check any baggage and everyone on Hawaiian Airlines respected my ukulele. The stewardess even had an overhead bin she reserved for travelers taking home a uke; there were three of us, which was surprising. I thought there would be more travelers taking home a new uke. After all, what better souvenir of the islands and the spirit of aloha than a handmade ukulele from Hawaii?

Follow my ukulele travel journeys on IG at ukenmermaid.

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“NAMM Blew My Mind”

by Boris Mogilevski

Early in 2022, I was invited by Kala Brand to join their team at the NAMM show in Anaheim, California. I knew very little about the event, and I had never visited California before. I was very excited but I tried to keep my expectations low as I knew that there was a chance that the event wouldn’t happen due to the Covid situation. 

Also, a few months prior to my departure, I injured my leg, which put my entire journey to the US under a very big question mark! Fortunately, my recovery went well and COVID didn’t interfere with my plans. I arrived in California at the beginning of June. I spent my first 2 days relaxing at a small town near San Diego not knowing what awaited me…

I arrived in Anaheim one day before the start of the NAAM event, and I met the entire Kala crew.  They took me to the Convention Center to show me the Kala booth and gave me instructions concerning my part in the show. The first day of the NAMM show, it took me around 30 mins to walk through the Convention Center. While walking I was blown away by the size of it. There were plenty of stages, people, and instruments that you could play with. It felt like every single instrument Brand had come to the NAMM show.

The music was coming from every possible direction, and I came across some of my favorite musicians and artists. After 2 years of isolation and lockdowns due to COVID, seeing so many people having a good time was beautiful to see! 

During the 3 day NAMM show, I spent most of  my time at the Kala booth. I was presenting Kala’s new ‘Elite’ series, by playing multiple concerts and interacting with the audience. 

While I was there I got to meet a very long list of amazing people and inspiring  musicians who came to the booth such as: “Bernadette”, James Hill, Guy Bernfeld, Magnus Sjoquist, “Ukulenny”, “U can Uke”, “The Ukulele Teacher” and many many more. 

I really felt  blessed to have the opportunity to share my love of music with friends and followers in real life. 

One of the most memorable moments during the NAMM show was meeting my friend Bernadette @plazi and her beautiful family for the first time. Bernadette is one of the first people who supported my work online and inspired me a lot. I was waiting to meet her face to face for a very long time. We had such a good time jamming together, chatting, and hanging out. 

One of my most memorable moments was when Bernadette surprised me by renting me a scooter,  as this allowed me to check more of the NAMM show. That was such a sweet thing to do because I wasn’t very portable and couldn’t walk for a long time due to my injury. 

The NAAM event is pretty much everything you can and can’t imagine, all under one roof ! 

The music, the stages, the endless choice of instruments to try, notwithstanding the parties and definately the people you meet! 

NAMM was a total blast  and I can’t wait to come back next year.

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Gig Review – Jake Shimabukuro and Andy Eastwood – Kings Place London 27th June 2022

by Dave Thorpe

Last night I ventured out into the social world for the first time in well over two years. My health vulnerabilities have meant I have had to be extremely cautious about the risk of Covid, so other than my treatment in hospital three times a week I have been at home with my wife, my ukes and you lovely people online. 

But last night was the final night of Jake Shimabukuro’s UK tour. He was joined by one of the UK’s most respected uke players and the guy who has been teaching me Formby style Banjolele – Andy Eastwood. I couldn’t really resist going so I masked up heavily and called an Uber.

Kings Place is a beautifully spacious and well-ventilated concert venue near King’s Cross Station on the Grand Union Canal in London. When I had phoned to book my ticket, I explained my need for an aisle seat to minimise social contact as much as possible. To this the extremely helpful lady in the box office told me that they have a policy that people with disabilities – including invisible ones like mine get free tickets so attendance cost me nothing. 

It was an absolute privilege to hear two such great and very different players in one evening. Andy played everything from Chopin to Glen Milker to Formby on uke, Banjolele and fiddle. He’s a great singer and entertainer too, so very much more than just a warmup for the main man.

But Jake is truly a master of the instrument. In truth it doesn’t seem like an instrument – more a part of him and the voice with which he chooses to express his musicality. He was accompanied by his friend Jackson Waldhoff on bass, who is another great musician and a perfect complement to Jake’s playing. 

For me the highlights of the evening were the tunes which showcased Jake’s intricate picking and beautiful chord voicings. These included a stunning Japanese solo piece with which he kicked off his first set and a beautiful tune of his own – ‘Blue Roses Falling’. There were a few Beatles numbers – ‘Eleanor Rigby’, ‘Something’, ‘Here Comes the Sun’ with Andy coming on stage to sing and of course ‘While My Guitar Gently Weeps’ 

There were plenty of instrumentals where Jake encouraged the audience to sing along – ‘Don’t Go Changing’ and to close the show ‘Bohemian Rhapsody’. 

For those who like things a bit rockier Jake obviously is not averse to using his pedals to loop rhythm tracks and then hitting the distortion pedal to solo over the top often throwing in musical quotes – including the inevitable ‘Smoke On the Water’ and ‘Stairway to Heaven’.  Not my cup of tea to be honest but they are crowd pleasers I guess!! 

It was a superb, superb evening. So nice to hear live music again in such a lovely venue. Inspiring and so uplifting. 

I’m including some pictures here – a few of my own but some from Jake’s FB page and one from Andy’s with Jake holding George Formby’s Gibson UB3 Banjolele. On Jake’s page you can also find some live footage of gigs he’s done on his UK tour. Worth browsing through for sure. 

I’m writing this in bed with a morning cup of tea. When I get up, I am going to get a Hawaiian shirt and the Kamaka out and see what I can do….

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Community Artist – Marisa Levy

by Yuta Hsu

If you’ve been a Ukelandia member for any amount of time, you’ve probably seen this person’s posts. A little “ or “ a little wave, followed by a cover that would bring a smile to your face. Or maybe a small collaboration ( of a handful of members. Or maybe even a large collab put together with lots of love. Either way, I had the distinct honor to sit with the lovely Marisa Levy.

Born in Korea, she was adopted as a baby by her very loving selfless parents. Her father, her biggest hero, was a decorated Vietnam veteran. Her mother is also pretty amazing. Her parents had two sons, and then decided to adopt wanting to help children after remembering how life was in Vietnam. They ended up adopting four children: one child from Vietnam (older sis), two children from Korea (Marisa a boy), and one from Hong Kong (younger sis). Growing up where there weren’t a lot of A sians, she would sometimes feel out of place, but her parents always made everyone feel equal and as much a part of the family as her brothers. She has done 23 and Me and found a close cousin, but she hasn’t reached out to her… yet. She now has her own family consisting of her husband of 20 years and two teenage boys. The boys have taken to their Asian side and are bringing her along on a journey learning more about her heritage.

A retired hair stylist and make up artist, she’s currently a stay at home mom When not playing an instrument of some kind, she enjoys fishing, nature photography, paddle boarding, kayaking, painting, and cooking. She admits she can get bored easily, so she’s seemingly always looking for a new challenge. Like many of us, a main mo tivator of her uke journey was the COVID lockdowns of 2020. Just before the lockdowns, she was actually picking up an electric piano to learn to play, and saw a little pineapple uke that was too cute to pass up. “I taught myself basic piano via YouTube vid eos. I then decided to pick up the uke I bought and give it a go watching YouTube. That s how I found Bernie and Ukelandia. It kept my mind busy and gave me a community to share my hobby! Things are getting back to normalish, but it still calms me to play and Ukelandia lets me see everyone s journey and progress.” She has since expanded to baritone uke, U bass, guitar, guitalele, and violin. And if you look hard enough, you may see her play a saxophone or percussion, too!

Known by some as “The Collab Queen,” I asked her about the collabs and what inspired her to organize them. “The collab idea came from me wanting to cover a song I really like (I Will Wait by Mumford and Sons), but I knew it would sound better with more members adding their talents. I made a post and received way more volunteers than I ever thought I would! It turned out so great and we just kept on going every few months with a new song!” That first post asking for volunteers resulted in a video of 12+ Ukelandia members (some recording t hemselves for the first time!) doing a wonderful cover of Mumford Sons complete with kick drum. That first collab was so well received, another one happened a few months later where 25+ members (including Bernadette!) joined in for “I Need Never Get Old” by Nathaniel Rateliff and the Night Sweats. Then came “Don’t Stop Me Now” by Queen. After that, “With a Little Help from My Friends” by The Beatles. And while she was organizing these large collabs, she was still posting her own videos, doing smaller coll abs, and encouraging other members on their uke journey.

As life slowly returns to some sort of normalcy, the ukulele is still a part of her life. When her father passed away last year, she found solace in the ukulele, finding chord melodies more comforti ng and therapeutic. The positive influence of the ukulele cannot be denied. I asked her what she’s learned on her uke journey so far, and she said “I learned that collabs bring us closer together and encourage some that feel more comfortable in a group pro duction. ThatThat’s my favorite part of it! Some have only recorded themselves to share for the collabs. Safety in numbers, as they say. I met so many great people doing them! ItIt’s time for another one, by the way.”

I’m inclined to agree with her!
And as is my tradition, I ended our interview with a questionnaire based on one Bernard Pivot used on his talk show. Here are Marisa’s answers…

  1. What is your favorite word?
    Journey or Progress. I like the idea of going somewhere better or more positive, or attaining a goal/skill… the process of bettering oneself.
  2. What is your least favorite word?
    Perfect.
  3. What turns you on?
    Someone that cooks for me and plays me some music.
  4. What turns you off?
    When someone is cocky, justified or otherwise. Confidence is good, cockiness is bad.
  5. What sound or noise do you love?
    A major chord followed by a minor chord.
  6. What sound or noise do you hate?
    Loud chewing or drinking.
  7. What’s your favorite curse word?
    Well, it depends on the situation, but the one that starts with the letter “F”
  8. What profession other than your own would you like to attempt?
    Animal rescue/rehab.
  9. What profession would you not like to do?
    An office job.
  10. If Heaven exists, what would you like to hear God say when you arrive at the Pearly Gates?
    Would you like to organize a collab with all of the musicians up here? And my answer would be “Hell yes! I mean, Heck yes!

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Digital version of Issue 4 now Online

Here is our 4th Issue of the Ukelandia Magazine

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Cats-Pink-and-Sparkles-Obsessed-Ukulele-Girl!

by Pauline van de Haar

The first time I held a ukulele was in 2011. My classical guitar teacher suggested the ukulele was an instrument that may work better for me. I wasn’t bad at playing classical guitar.
Actually, I played well enough to go to the conservatory. However, playing 5 to 6 hours a day was difficult as my hands and shoulders just couldn’t handle it. In 2012, I tried to take
part in the music exams, so I would graduate at the highest amateur level in classical guitar. Unfortunately, I was physically unable to participate in this exam. I quit playing guitar in
a split second. I hated my body for not being able to play and make music. In 2017, the doctor’s diagnosis of fibromyalgia was identified as the main reason for all my pain.

Luckily, I restarted playing the recorder in 2010, started in 1999, quit in middle school ’because it wasn’t cool. In 2014, I graduated at the highest amateur level in classical recorder!
After saying goodbye to my guitar in 2012 (which is still hanging on my wall), I bought my very own first Aloha concert ukulele. I fell in love in a NANO second!
Playing the ukulele doesn’t cause me too much muscle pain and has brought the joy of string instruments back in my life!

It took me 6½ years to buy my second uke. Late 2018 is when my UAS (Ukulele Acquisition Syndrome) really started. The second uke, also a concert but with no brand has a cats’s paw as a sound hole. I restrung it a year or two later with a low G string.After buying my second ukulele, UAS set in and many more were purchased. I have a Flight Travel Series TUS-EE Sunset Elise Ecklund Signature soprano ukulele, which is amazing to travel with.

In 2021, I came across a new ukulele with kittens all over it. As a cat behaviorist, I couldn’t resist buying it. It’s the Flight Travel Series TUC Kitty concert ukulele. Then, I really wanted a baritone as it’s a little bit closer to a guitar, but still playable for me! I fell for the Flight Natural Series NUB310 baritone. Most recently, I bought an Enya Nova U pink concert ukulele. It’s just magnificent! Never have I ever seen a ukulele like this one close up! The Enya feels different, sounds lovely and is wonderful to look at. Funny fact: my niece’s name is Enya too! Maybe I’ll buy her an Enya uke one day, if she wants one! Before the Enya Nova, I saw a Kala ukulele. All those Sparkles! I mean, how could I resist ordering one for myself?! So, I did. It’s the Kala KA-SPRK-PINK Sparkle Series Pink Champagne concert ukulele.

Another amusing fact- in the last 1 ½ years, I bought the last 4 ukuleles for myself. As my friends say, “That’s just, a little crazy”! How can I help myself when I have UAS? For now, I may stop buying more ukes. I just can’t tell you for how long though!

That’s the crazy thing about a Cats-Pink-and-Sparkles-Obsessed-Ukulele-girl!

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Ukes on the run and the dancing Bear

by Madeleine Roy

The summer of ‘21 was burning hot and extremely dry in the Okanagan Lake, of B.C. Canada. Since retiring in 2020, I have lived with my son in this beautiful country surrounded by lakes, mountains and wineries! It really is a piece of paradise.
On the evening of August 1, we were both anxious as the Okanagan Indian Reserve Band situated literally next to our community was evacuated due to wildfires. My son Chad has lived here for 18 years and he kept assuring me that he has never been evacuated before. In my naivety, I thought the Band was just taking precautions for their entire reserve.
Then the news came. The community of Westshore Estates is being evacuated-now! 
The two of us could not believe our eyes and ears! This can’t be true. We packed a couple bags, laptops, phones, and oh yes…my Ukes!!! I loaded up my Jeep and on the road we went, my 4 ukes and me! (Thank God I have a small uke family, it would have been impossible to decide whom to leave behind!)
I showed up on my girlfriend’s doorstep near midnight in shock; thinking, I’ll only be here a few nights. I couldn’t have been more wrong!
I immediately set up Fender, Bernie, Noir and Spalt in my room. (Yes-I named my ukes). Fender is my first and he is a tenor with a low g; Bernie, she’s obviously Mrs B’s Signature Enya concert; Noir, he is my black Enya Nova; and Spalt, she is the sexy spalted concert ukulele I purchased from Bernadette last year.

To be honest, the time evacuated is a bit of a blur! The evacuation days were like being on a roller coaster ride that we could not get off!
To say my family was neglected would be an understatement. Spalt was ignored completely. Noir took a day trip to Vancouver but never saw the light of day. Fender stayed in the basement and we played together and then he got rough and broke his “g” string! Bernie got the most attention and actually went out with me most of the time. (Although I will admit sometimes she never got out of her bed/case!) Actually, some days I could barely get out of bed!
Prior to the evacuation, I was practicing everyday and rarely missed a Zoom or YouTube class. During the evacuation, I felt myself slipping into a depression that was difficult to manage, as everyday felt like “groundhog” day to me. I missed a few classes and struggled to keep up. I didn’t want to go out, as I’d cry if someone just said hello to me. I couldn’t plan anything and had to cancel a lot. I was a mess!
You’re probably thinking that with so much time on my hands, I should have been plucking at those strings a whole lot! That’s certainly what I would have thought as an outsider looking in. I can’t really explain it, but I’d find myself crying while playing, or I hated every song I learned, and truly, I just couldn’t focus on anything for very long.
I think the hardest part was the not knowing, so the days just kept adding up and went on and on….
Then, something surprising happened! Bernadette comes up with something spectacular! Ukelandia Magazine! The timing for me was perfect, why? Because I needed something new to be a part of, a distraction, a creation, a commitment! A reason to get out of bed! Sure, everyday I was afraid that I might let the Team’s down. However, I know one sure thing about myself, it would take a disaster for me to break a commitment. Oh wait, wasn’t I living through a disaster?



The manifestation of the Magazine was the flame (pardon the pun!) that caught my eye and gave light to the darkness that I felt so trapped and tormented in.
I threw myself into Bernadette’s surprise project! I set myself up so I had something to do almost every remaining day of the Evac! I struggled with Internet reception and changing locations but these were minor problems, all things considered. I started playing/practicing a little more, but trying to catch up was just too overwhelming.

I eased myself back into playing songs that I had some muscle memory of…. nothing too taxing.
After 33 days of evacuation, we got the news we could finally go home. We were still on evacuation alert but hallelujah… the nightmare had ended! The family is now hanging out in their room and are getting a little more attention than the previous month. Well at least Bernie and Fender are! Noir usually travels with me and is getting ready for a trip to Ottawa next month. Spalt, well she prefers to hang around just “looking good” most of the time anyway!

A few days later, I was playing with Bernie just off the kitchen and my son came flying past me and chased a black bear off our deck!  Bernie and I crouched down behind the desk, vibrating in fear. I could feel Bernie’s strap tightening around my neck as I peeked into the kitchen to see if he was gone.
Chad promptly nailed the gate to the deck railing shut, thinking this would keep “Smokey the Bear” out. What were we thinking…. bears can climb trees! Yes, he just jumped over the gate and made himself at home.

A few days later, I was playing with Bernie just off the kitchen and my son came flying past me and chased a black bear off our deck!  Bernie and I crouched down behind the desk, vibrating in fear. I could feel Bernie’s strap tightening around my neck as I peeked into the kitchen to see if he was gone.
Chad promptly nailed the gate to the deck railing shut, thinking this would keep “Smokey the Bear” out. What were we thinking…. bears can climb trees! Yes, he just jumped over the gate and made himself at home.
He rummaged through our things, and now it seemed we had trapped him onto our deck! He eventually climbed up onto the gate and then performed a tightrope dance across the railing and dropped himself down onto the stairs! What? -This bear is an acrobat!
Yogi has been back a few times since, and every time we hear a few thumps on the deck it sounds like he’s dancing out there!
I should learn to play the song “Dancing Bear” by Natalie Merchant, however the family is resisting as they think this will just encourage him to keep coming back.
I properly made a promise to Bernie and the others that we will not go outside until Yogi has gone off to hibernate. I think we have a few months of hibernating ourselves!
In spite of the fires, evacuation and Yogi’s random visits, things are slowly getting back to a new normal and I’m practicing a little more almost everyday.
My new mantra is “Every day is a good day, let’s make it a playday!”

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Take me with Uke

by PeeWee

On our way to the beach, I spotted a friend looking at my ukulele gig bag suspiciously. “What’s in there, Peewee?” she asked. “Uhmm . . . just stuff,” I shrugged in the most nonchalant manner I could manage. You see, my ukulele gig bag does not look like a conventional ukulele bag. Grandma custom-made it for me, ‘different’ from all the typical ones you get in music stores. I wanted one which would blend in easily with
other travel bags and not attract too much attention. ‘Why go to such lengths?’ you might ask. Well, the answer was simple. I had never really told anyone that I had a ukulele and had spent the last year secretly learning to play it by watching tutorials on YouTube. Strumming away in the solitude of my bedroom gave me great joy. Though my skills had improved over the months, I considered myself more of a closet ukulele player and I intended to keep it that way. I would not want my uke bag to turn unnecessary heads and give away my secret. Why then had I risked being exposed? Taking my ukulele to the beach with four other friends had been a bold, reckless move, I know, but the beach seemed to beckon me. I imagined finding a lonely, secluded spot to play my uke, the sea breeze in my hair, the sand between my toes. The feeling had been so intense that I had had no qualms about picking up the uke and packing it in with my luggage.

The day at the beach passed by in a fervour of games and fun. Post-dinner, we sat talking around a campfire. My friend, Raoul got out a guitar and played a few songs. The dancing firelight… the waves breaking upon the shore… the sea spray… the music… It was blissful! My fingers itched to get hold of my ukulele, but I controlled myself. Slowly, one by one, people drifted indoors to go to bed. I went in too, but sleep eluded me. I felt restless. I finally got up, grabbed my uke which had been carefully tucked away out of sight and sneaked back outside.

The campfire was still burning, although feebly. A light wind gently caressed my face… playing in my hair… It felt wonderful! I hugged my uke and began to play a little ditty I’d learned on YouTube. I played it over and over, lost in the moment, oblivious to the passage of time. It might have
been a minute or it might have been ten; I stopped and sighed contentedly. Suddenly out of the blue, I heard a tiny cough and I stirred out of my reverie, scared. “That was beautiful,” said a voice and a face swam into view.

It was Raoul, the guitar guy. I blushed, at a loss for words and clumsily attempted to get up. “I didn’t know you play so well…” He smiled and sat down next to me. “Er… do I?” I asked. “Yeah, you do. Do you sing too?” “Er…” I said cautiously, “I don’t intend to..” “Why not?” “I can’t.” I said flatly. “Of course you can!” “Not in front of you.” “I’ll look away then.” “No… I can’t…” I repeated. “What are you scared of?” He asked. “I’m not!” I said defiantly. “Sing then. Show me how fearless you are. ” “But…” “Try,” he said simply and smiled. “Okay fine!” I said agitated. He had touched a nerve. I hate above all being called a coward. I took a deep breath and tried. My fingers involuntarily began playing my favourite chord melody. He began humming softly. “I love this song,” he mouthed. Within a few minutes, we were both singing our hearts out. One by one, I played all the songs I knew and he joined in with equal enthusiasm. Never before had I experienced such joy! Playing alone was great, no doubt, but it was nothing, nothing compared to this. This was magical, soul- stirring.

“Thank you,” I whispered to him, moments later, as we stopped to catch our breaths. “Anytime,” he whispered back. “This is the first time that I have played before someone,” I blurted out. “I know,” he smiled a knowing smile. “You know?” I asked. He grinned mischievously. “How?” I persisted.
“Well, we’re neighbours, aren’t we?” he laughed. “I live right next door to you, Peewee!” I will never forget that night… the night that changed me… the night that I finally let go of all inhibitions… the night a closet ukulele player CAME OUT !

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Uke How Section Online

Check out our new UkeHow Section, where you might find all the answers from decorationg your Uke to installing a strap button….

Uke How
In the “Uke How” section you find all “DIY” or “HowTo” articles from our magazines.