My name is Jacob McPherson, I have had some pretty shitty days, and the way I deal with them is by just playing my ukulele, so I thought I would share my joy for the uke with the general public of tumblr. I'm 16 and live in New York City. Everyone thinks it's the greatest place every but I disagree; I mean i love the music scene but it's to loud, to dirty, to rushed. Sometimes I wish I could just run away to the country and live with a lawn, someplace where I could walk barefoot without fear of cutting my foot open on some broken beer bottle; someplace relaxing and different.
