Uke-elar Power

I love the Beatles. They are the greatest pop-rock group. The consistency they displayed in the short time the band was complete is incredible. 

It isn't a surprise then that musicians want to emulate them. Such desire can lead to things which I wouldn't have expected.

Take the ad which came up on my Facebook feed (oh, algorithms, you know me so well) which offered a transcription of 20 Beatles songs adapted for baritone ukelele. 

Really. It's right here on Amazon. I never even knew, the thought had never crossed my mind that you can play greats such as Hey Jude and Twist and Shout on your baritone ukelele. Not to trip the triggers of my fellow baritone uke players, but try in your own head right now hearing Hey Jude on a uke. Okay, a deep sounding uke. I didn't even know such musical beasts existed. But then, I wouldn't have known about piccolo trumpets either without Penny Lane.

I don't honestly mean to make a joke about this. Well, all right, I do. No offense to aficionados of the instrument, but baritone ukelele? It sounds like something you'd hear in a comedy sketch. "All right, we're forming a band. Ron, you got your guitar. Great to have you on drums, Nick. Marty, what have you got?"

"Baritone ukelele."

"Get out! Now! Mocking our dreams like that. Someone get Phil and his cowbell."

I mean, can you see The Who smashing their baritone ukes on stage? Some things rock just isn't ready for.