At a recent jam, the steamy room was packed with more than 40 people of all ages, huddled around a large wood table covered in beer glasses and books of sheet music. They belted out ukulele-led versions of Elton John’s “Crocodile Rock” and Rod Stewart’s “Maggie” on red, blue, pink, white, and brown ukuleles, while a few kazoo players chimed in from the sidelines. Ability level seemed to make no difference at all.
The full blog post, on London’s ukulele jam scene, is at the NEW YORK TIMES.
I’m a bass player by trade but I’ve been getting way into uke
http://kingbiscuitpants.wordpress.com/2010/02/14/lovin-the-hell-out-of-my-baritone-ukulele/