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"Bill's Kalamazoo Rat Uke"
Mickey Ratrobert wheelerBob ArmstrongBill Robertson

I don't really know the whole story, but the saga of the retired Kalamazoo Public School ukuleles and how they were rescued from a dumpster and then became disemminated among a consortium of ukulele collectors has achieved a semi-legendary status among those who've been bobbing around in this "third wave" of current ukulele interest a while. I believe the Ukulele Hall of Fame Museum (UHOFM) or at least some of its board members were participants of the rescue--but beyond that there be dragons, as medieval maps used to say.

All I know is that RTU featured interview subject, columnist and uke collector of note, robert wheeler, founder of Ukulele Consciousness, had inherited some of the Kalamazoo Public School ukuleles, and that in what can only be described as a reflexive spasm of generosity passed one along to me--a Gibson--as a surprise gift one day.

Though the uke was uncracked and its joints were firm (and how many of us can make claim to that?), the treasured gift from the founder, frankly, had seen better days, with worn and chipped edges, deep scratches and gouges in its back, and an eroded bridge that held the strings by a not altogether uningenious job of jerry rigging. Still, the "Kalamazoo Gibson" as I called it, quickly became my favorite uke, in part because it was a gift from the founder, of course, but also because , being a Gibson, its thinner body and neck made it better suited to the exquisite and delicate design of my sissified metacarpals and phalanges. At any rate--my hand cramped less.

 

Robert "Madman" Armstrong and the covers of Mickey Rat Comix, #2 (L) and #1 (R).


Still, it seemed in need of some kind of refurbishment. I had admired the painted ukuleles of RTU featured artist and interview subject
Robert Armstrong at the time of RTU's production and had vowed to myself that at some point--when the documentary was done, perhaps, or when my wife had a better-paying job, I would engage Bob's services and have him paint an as yet undetermined ukulele. As it happened, both conditions came to pass, and, with the Kalamazoo Gibson, a uke had been determined.

For those who don't know about Bob Armstrong, he's an artist and musician with a broad resume of really interesting creative accomplishments. In his youth, he was an underground comic artist and created the debauched and dissolute "Mickey Rat" character. As a musician, he was a founding member of R. Crumb's Cheap Suit Serenaders. He's recorded film scores--mostly notable, he plays the musical saw on the haunting Jack Nitzsche soundtrack to One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest. Presently, he has a group called the Joy Buzzards and he also has the distinction of having been annointed as one of Janet Klein's Parlor Boys.

Bob's hand-painted ukes have been displayed in museums and at uke expos before. His painted ukes (and geetars) can be seen and purchased at Gryphon Music in Palo Alto. He has a website, of course, called Robert Armstrong's Art and Novelty Hut. But the instrument I now call the "Kalamazoo Rat Uke," can only be seen (and played) at my house. But here are some groovy pictures of it. Thanks to both Robert, Bob and my wife, and as always, to Mickey Rat. Wait. Maybe I should order that lineup differently....

-- Bill Robertson




Headstock: a Mickey Rat logo evoking
the Wendell Hall, Roy Smeck and Ukulele Ike
uke headstocks of old. The Gibson decal is
still barely visible.



Face: variation on a previous Mickey Rat uke
painted by Bobby A, but with more detail in the rendering of
the smog, a larger mountain range of garbage and a couple of regional
touches: a Welcome to Sacramento sign on the left to comemorate my
wife's new job, and in the distance on the right, Sacramento's Tower Bridge.

 



Face detail: a new bridge was crafted by a luthier friend of Bob's to replace the old one, which was badly worn and had had a couple of alterenative string holes dug into it, apparently by the pocketknife of an inventive and resourceful, if underfunded, Kalamazoo school janitor who also knew obscure nautical knotting techniques. Inspiring as this seat-of-the-pants solution was, I lived in fear of the day when I would have to change the ukulele's strings.





Back: a recreation of the old "strangers with candy"
public service advertisement of the 1960s, here with
Mickey Rat attempting to entice young uke-toting
matriculators at a generic Kalamazoo Public School.





Upper east side: the assorted images along the side
were a particular surprise and delight for Bill, with an
oddly evocative assortment of items enigmatically juxtaposed
to induce endless mirth and headscratching in a chain
of post-modern hieroglyphs representing Bob's deepest thoughts
and feelings about le comédie humain.



 

Lower east side: le comédie humain to Bob, I should note,
somehow involves Pepto Bismol, fly-worshipped excrement, dice,
a bleary eye, a broken ukulele, partially eaten doughnuts,
money sacks with wings, a cosmopolitan cocktail, and a stogie.





Bottom: perhaps evoking a recurring motif in Rock That Uke
at the exact point of impact.





Lower west side




Upper west side: note the "KPS-15"
(for"Kalamazoo Public School-15")
etched into the neck's base