If you don’t know about Jake Shimabukuro (as I didn’t two days ago), you should. Because this man is an artist. He doesn’t let anything stand between him and his art—not the difficulties of his chosen craft, not assumptions about any particular piece of music, not preconceptions about his instrument. He just dives into it, invests every single ounce of energy and talent and sheer dogged hard work he has in his body, and smiles with all his heart.
He’s an inspiration in pretty much all possible directions.
And I’m pretty certain this is the way the Bohemian Rhapsody sounded inside Freddy Mercury’s head.
I was shopping for ukuleles this past Christmas thanks to this kid. We ended up buying a harmonica. 🙂