It’s not Hawaii, but the Outer Banks of North Carolina is a pretty fine place to be strumming a little ukulele. Got an idea for a little song while watching the Seinfeld episode in which George regrows his tonsils. Do they still promise “All the Ice Cream You Want?”

This is the 1st time I’m writing a song on uke & I figured this song could either be a happy ditty (a la Michael Franti’s “Sound of Sunshine” type stuff) or, as it currently sits, about a snarky one about empty promises.

Was able to get a bit figured out on the upper deck before it started raining. Did a quick “capture” on my phone. (It can be heard via the link below).

-Island Ed