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Livi Yiu

Livi Yiu, singer, songwriter, and multi-instrumentalist, plays most of her songs with her beloved Luna ukulele in her hand, but she also uses the guitar, cello, piano, & harmonica when writing music. Her music draws its influence from a wide spectrum of artists, ranging from Jack Johnson to the Red Hot Chili Peppers, Usher to Queen. She combines the bright sound of the ukulele with her inpowering voice as she sings lyrics about life, love, and everything in between. Livi Yiu has played at several venues around LA, including the 3rd Street Promenade in Santa Monica where she performs on a regular basis. She loves the support and enthusiasm of her fans and hopes to produce her being touring this coming year. http://soundcloud.com/liviyiu

Your morning dose of cuteness slipping out of this cheetah (or leopard?)

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It’s my all-time favorite person @stevenkittinger ‘s birthday today!!!!!!! Which means you probably won’t get as much attention… ;)

It’s my all-time favorite person @stevenkittinger ‘s birthday today!!!!!!! Which means you probably won’t get as much attention… ;)

ukehunt:

Nicholas Abersold has released his debut album. You can get it on a ‘pay what you like’ basis on his Bandcamp.

Original ukulele songs: Love Me For My Money (by nicholasabersold)

Great new song by a great uke-ster

Watching TV together… So so cute!! #puppylove  (Taken with instagram)

Watching TV together… So so cute!! #puppylove (Taken with instagram)

have I mentioned that Elephants are AWESOME!?!?!??!?!??!??!

have I mentioned that Elephants are AWESOME!?!?!??!?!??!??!

(Source: nickthejam)

Disappointed in you NC!! But I guess intolerance is the manure that grows DUMBASSEDNESS!!! *click Wonka to sign the petition to repeal amendment 1!!*

Disappointed in you NC!! But I guess intolerance is the manure that grows DUMBASSEDNESS!!! *click Wonka to sign the petition to repeal amendment 1!!*

Bittersweetness.

npr:

My father, world-renowned virtuoso violinist and teacher Roman Totenberg, whose professional career spanned nine decades and four continents, died early Tuesday morning at the age of 101.
His death was as remarkable as his life. He made his debut as a soloist with the Warsaw Philharmonic at age 11, performed his last concert when he was in his mid-90s, and was still teaching, literally, on his deathbed. This week, as word flew around the musical world that he was in renal failure, former students flocked to his home in Newton, Mass., to see the beloved “maestro.”
Mainly, he wanted to hear them play, and several of the sessions turned into long lessons, with my father, eyes closed, conducting with one hand to keep the tempo, slowing the phrasing here and there, and at one point, asking Daniel Han, now a member of the Philadelphia Orchestra, to hand over his violin so my dad could show him some fingering.
Letitia Hom, who has a class of students of her own now, wanted a lesson on the Brahms violin concerto, so on Saturday, she stood at his bedside playing beautifully for him. At one stopping point, though, he spoke so softly, she had to bend her ear to his lips. His words: “The D was flat.”
Solo violinist Mira Wang, who came from China decades ago to study with him, played for hours on Sunday. Every time she would stop, he had just one word: “More.” And still they came, one after another, describing how he had changed their lives. So widespread was the outpouring, that one former student in Poland had to be dissuaded from jumping on a plane to the United States.
He was a caring and wise father not just to us, his three daughters, but to literally thousands of students around the world who had studied with him. I dare say there is not a major orchestra in Europe or the U.S. that does not have at least one student who studied with him. When Wang, who is 40-something with a husband and two children of her own, left our house on Sunday, she said to my brother-in-law Ralph, “Now, I finally have to be a grown-up.”
(via Roman Totenberg’s Remarkable Life And Death by Nina Totenberg)
Photo courtesy of Nina Totenberg

Bittersweetness.

npr:

My father, world-renowned virtuoso violinist and teacher Roman Totenberg, whose professional career spanned nine decades and four continents, died early Tuesday morning at the age of 101.

His death was as remarkable as his life. He made his debut as a soloist with the Warsaw Philharmonic at age 11, performed his last concert when he was in his mid-90s, and was still teaching, literally, on his deathbed. This week, as word flew around the musical world that he was in renal failure, former students flocked to his home in Newton, Mass., to see the beloved “maestro.”

Mainly, he wanted to hear them play, and several of the sessions turned into long lessons, with my father, eyes closed, conducting with one hand to keep the tempo, slowing the phrasing here and there, and at one point, asking Daniel Han, now a member of the Philadelphia Orchestra, to hand over his violin so my dad could show him some fingering.

Letitia Hom, who has a class of students of her own now, wanted a lesson on the Brahms violin concerto, so on Saturday, she stood at his bedside playing beautifully for him. At one stopping point, though, he spoke so softly, she had to bend her ear to his lips. His words: “The D was flat.”

Solo violinist Mira Wang, who came from China decades ago to study with him, played for hours on Sunday. Every time she would stop, he had just one word: “More.” And still they came, one after another, describing how he had changed their lives. So widespread was the outpouring, that one former student in Poland had to be dissuaded from jumping on a plane to the United States.

He was a caring and wise father not just to us, his three daughters, but to literally thousands of students around the world who had studied with him. I dare say there is not a major orchestra in Europe or the U.S. that does not have at least one student who studied with him. When Wang, who is 40-something with a husband and two children of her own, left our house on Sunday, she said to my brother-in-law Ralph, “Now, I finally have to be a grown-up.”

(via Roman Totenberg’s Remarkable Life And Death by Nina Totenberg)

Photo courtesy of Nina Totenberg

natepatrin:

supervillain:

Beastie Boys on Yo MTV Raps in 1989.

This is maybe the most 1989 thing on the internet and it is great.

It’s as if #the90s left with #MCA… You’re missed… #beastieboys

Every song should be broken down in a flow chart. #MathNerdsUnit

Every song should be broken down in a flow chart. #MathNerdsUnit

(Source: nathanlevinson)