{"id":144,"date":"2014-05-09T22:10:26","date_gmt":"2014-05-09T22:10:26","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.mrukulele.com\/?p=144"},"modified":"2014-05-13T11:09:43","modified_gmt":"2014-05-13T11:09:43","slug":"rainy-friday","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.mrukulele.com\/?p=144","title":{"rendered":"Rainy Friday"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>All of NY seemed to be inside a cloud today.  Droplets hung in the air, so I wasn\u2019t so much rained on as rained into as I walked to the park.  The top of the towers on Central Park South were hidden in fog.  I saw an umbrella, then a second and a third, but still most people, like me, were ignoring the weather.  The forecast, after all, was for a <em>chance<\/em> of showers.  With any luck, I thought, it will clear, and, if not, I still will have gotten out of the house for a while.  And in the back of my mind I thought that harps and dulcimers don\u2019t do well in the rain, so center stage may at last be mine today.  And so it was.<\/p>\n<p>The choir was at it in the tunnel.  Rainy days are good for them because people flock to the tunnel for shelter.  At the far end of the fountain a man was hitting a stick against a wooden block.  Was this another busker?  Having never seen him before, I decided not and set up.  Within minutes a school group came by.  \u201cDoes this group have time for a hula?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cThey\u2019re middle-schoolers,\u201d said a teacher.  \u201cGood luck getting them to do anything.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>With a little cajoling, a group of three donned leis and made a mess of it.  \u201cWait a minute,\u201d I addressed the teacher.  \u201cYou can hula, can\u2019t you?  You\u2019ve got to show them.\u201d  I put a lei around her neck and we started again.  She showed them all right, with all the right moves.  The kids squealed and more of them rushed forward to put on a lei and dance.  By the end, we\u2019d done three verses and 7-8 kids had danced.  \u201cWhere are we going?\u201d I shouted.  \u201cTo the Hukilau,\u201d came the response.<\/p>\n<p>Gathering up the leis and spreading them out for the next dancers, I saw that somebody or bodies had dropped a quarter and a penny in my case.  The knock-knock of the wooden block was audible behind me.  For the next two songs, \u201cUkulele Lady,\u201d and \u201cHonolulu Eyes,\u201d I tried to ignore it, but it was just too annoying.  I\u2019d got my time on center stage, but it was a hollow victory.  I could feel the aloha spirit draining from me, so I packed up and moved to my spot on the path, which had the advantage of being under a tree, out of the rain, and out of earshot of the block-knocker.<\/p>\n<p>Very few people walked by; I was pretty much alone.  I took the opportunity to practice a new song, \u201cDown among the Sheltering Palms,\u201d playing it over and over, working through the chord changes.  It\u2019s been said that you have to play a song 10,000 times before you know it, so I still have a long way to go.  After an hour, with 26 cents to show for it, I packed up and went home.  Going out on a day like today maybe wasn&#8217;t such a good idea after all.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>All of NY seemed to be inside a cloud today. 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