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capri0mniMore grandpa with a yellow ukulele (though in this specific instance he is a great-uncle)
Shared with the hope that it cheers people who need some cheering.
Info provided by said grandpa/great-uncle:
Remy started watching Lew Dite when he was a year and a half old. He is now four and a half and taking ukulele lessons. Remy lives on the west coast and I'm in Montreal, but through the magic of technology I get to play with him... Remy is an inspiration to me.
A elder gentleman with a grey beard and mustache, holding a yellow ukulele, is sitting at a table in front of a laptop. Another laptop is faced toward the recording camera, so the viewer can see what he sees. On screen is a young boy with dark brown, almost shoulder-length hair. The boy is also holding a ukulele. The boy starts strumming and singing, and the elder gentleman follows his lead (with occasional pauses to check their fingering and chords):
"I went down south for to see my Sal --
Sing 'polly-wolly doodle!' all the . . . day!
"My Sal, she is a spunky gal!
Sing 'polly-wolly doodle!' all the day!
'Fare thee well, fare thee well,
Fare thee well my fairy . . . fey!
I'm going to Louisiana,
For to see my Susianna --
Singing 'polly-wolly doodle!' all the day"
Off screen, on the laptop:
Woman: "All Right! Good to hear (unintelligible)"
Man: Good Job!
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Elder gentlemen and adult off-screen across the continent applaud; boy joins in by strumming his ukulele.
Shared with the hope that it cheers people who need some cheering.
Info provided by said grandpa/great-uncle:
Remy started watching Lew Dite when he was a year and a half old. He is now four and a half and taking ukulele lessons. Remy lives on the west coast and I'm in Montreal, but through the magic of technology I get to play with him... Remy is an inspiration to me.
A elder gentleman with a grey beard and mustache, holding a yellow ukulele, is sitting at a table in front of a laptop. Another laptop is faced toward the recording camera, so the viewer can see what he sees. On screen is a young boy with dark brown, almost shoulder-length hair. The boy is also holding a ukulele. The boy starts strumming and singing, and the elder gentleman follows his lead (with occasional pauses to check their fingering and chords):
"I went down south for to see my Sal --
Sing 'polly-wolly doodle!' all the . . . day!
"My Sal, she is a spunky gal!
Sing 'polly-wolly doodle!' all the day!
'Fare thee well, fare thee well,
Fare thee well my fairy . . . fey!
I'm going to Louisiana,
For to see my Susianna --
Singing 'polly-wolly doodle!' all the day"
Off screen, on the laptop:
Woman: "All Right! Good to hear (unintelligible)"
Man: Good Job!
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Elder gentlemen and adult off-screen across the continent applaud; boy joins in by strumming his ukulele.
