The High Desert Sand Fleas Ukulele Club is a bi-monthly gathering of uke minded people who’s family and friends really got sick of them playing around the house and said, “GO FIND SOME OTHER PLUCKING PLACE TO PLAY THAT DAMN THING, WILL YA?”

So in March of 2008, or there about (we don’t really care), Kahuna Grande Michael Ve’seart and the ‘I can dig it, he can dig it, we can dig it’ Chris Carlson (can you dig it?), decided to do something about it. And there you have it, let’s start a club.

Our first home was a damp dimly lit room at the Bosque School. I lie; it was the bright and sunny lobby of the performing arts building. Still we did have to bring our own beer. Now we hail in a damp and dimly lit room at the Albuq’que Press Club (full bar) and despite our howling they have embraced us with arms open. Each club meeting reeks of anarchy. Put a bunch of ukulele players in a room; lock the door and the last one still singing wins. When it all starts to fall apart, Spankey ‘The Calico Cat’ will bring us back to our senses by teaching us to count to eight.

Our reluctant secretary and web site maintenance guy, Stephen Hunt (gin & onion, shaken) takes care of the lovely web page to house our goofy collection of songs and which you can now add to. hdsfgcea@gmail.com

We welcome all levels of players and if you act now, not only will you receive the full set of Ginsu knives but we will more than likely loan you a uke until yours comes in the mail.

Feel Free.. And then feel free to contact me with any questions that you might have. (If you got to ask, you’ll never know)

- "The Kahuna Grande" Michael Ve’seart: mvese@bosqueschool.org

In the sad event of my absents, you can always contact ‘The Kahuna Minor’ whose name oddly is also Michael Veesart (note the weird spelling) who we now call Darryl: v33s8@earthlink.net