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Thursday, October 1, 2015

Jimmie Brown The Newsboy

Well, our writer was named Kenny instead of Jimmy, but he did a great job capturing the spirit fo the Yesterukes. And in the fashion of small town papers—this one is published monthly.—the interviews were conducted at the end of July and the article was printed in the September issue.

We so appreciate a little nice publicity. What we do takes a lot of time and effort and it's nice to be recognized. We always think what we do is a good thing and that we bring joy to so many people. Now The Simpsonville Sentinel says the same thing!

Jimmie Brown The Newsboy, Flatts & Scruggs, 1951

Sunday, September 20, 2015

So Long, Farewell


From a blog post in 2010...
And we had some fans who wanted to see us perform so badly that they decided to just come.  Our first party crashers!  Our public concerts are rare, so they just decided to come and hope it was okay.  It was fine and added to the excitement. And it delighted us that anyone wanted to see us that much.

This week, the Yesterukes lost one of our biggest fans--Russ. He was so many things to so many people, one of which was a builder of fine ukuleles, so his stamp of approval on what we do meant a lot to us.

After that first "party crashing" when they came to see us perform, they were able to attend more events where we played. We even provided the entertainment at his 50th birthday party. It was a surprise party. Maybe seeing us there was his biggest surprise.

We were happy to say yes when his widow asked us to be a part of his memorial service. We were even mentioned in the obituary as "his favorite band." So we will play songs with smiles on our faces, knowing he is smiling, too.

So Long, Farewell, from The Sound Of Music, 1959


Friday, August 14, 2015


 Our first gig of this season was a little different from our usual programs for senior adults. We were invited to play at the Back To School Beach Bash Luau at the Greenville Library (Augusta Rd.) Our space was limited, so the first 10 of our band members to volunteer came to play as families came in and out of the library.

A few tiny children showed up with ukuleles in hand, just to be part of the "Hawaiian" fun. A small girl did her own version of the hula as we played.

But the most impressive was the mother who stayed to talk a few minutes after we finished our set. She had brought her children from a neighboring town because she had read that we would be playing. Yes, they came just to see us! Her young son is interested in ukuleles and she wanted him to see real ones being played.

Maybe in a few years, the library can call him to come play for them!

Aloha'Oe, Liliʻuokalani, 1878


Wednesday, May 6, 2015

Getting Some Fun Out Of Life

Because YouTube has not wanted to play nice with me recently, I have posted a couple of videos from our band practice on Facebook instead. Who knew that was a much better way to reach people? We had so many new "likes" and positive comments from people all over the country. And a few places around the globe.

But the following conversation posted on our Facebook page was the best. This young woman said it better than we could have ourselves—"Community amongst yourselves with a sense of mission."

Brooklynn I used your group as an example of a ministry for senior adults in my (seminary) Spiritually Across the Lifespan class :) My professor and classmates thought you all were fantastic! Thanks for sharing your videos. 
The Yesterukes Thank you! We have always thought that those in the band probably benefit more than those we play for. And audiences love to hear us. So, it's a double blessing.  
Brooklynn That's exactly what we so enjoyed! Community amongst yourselves with a sense of mission. We are exploring how important that is. Blessings!!

Thank you, Brooklyn, for totally "getting it."


Getting Some Fun Out Of Life, Bille Holliday, 1937

Friday, April 3, 2015

The Way You Make Me Feel

We were so welcomed by Woodruff First Baptist Church
Then we were treated to lunch prepared by some of 
the very best southern cooks.

We enjoyed the fellowship with the Golden Age group.

And then it was time for us to make them feel good, feel young. 

Our music seemed to hit the spot with the enthusiastic listeners. 
We loved seeing the smiling faces and toes a-tappin' 
and folks singing right along with us.
It was one of those days when it all worked just right.

The Way You Make Me Feel, Michael Jackson, 1987

Friday, February 13, 2015

Hooked On A Feeling

They continued to come into the fellowship hall at 
First United Methodist Church, Easley until the room was full.

The Yesterukes were more than ready to play again.
This was our first gig of the year.
A winter break is nice (and much needed) 
but it was nice to make music again.

The tables were beautiful decorated with a Valentine theme.
The food was delicious—hot soup on a cold winter day.

The fellowship was the best.
Yes, we are definitely hooked on this venture—
the instrument, the music, the friendships.

Hooked On A Feeling, B.J. Thoman, 1968

Thursday, December 18, 2014

Mele Kalikimaka!

There was music--but no ukuleles. Today was a time for enjoying each other's company. A time to sit down and share a meal with people who have become family. Yes, our ukulele family. 

Merry Christmas to all!