White boys and banjos and Scouse accents.
It's the magical combination to success with women....
...No matter where they live!
Believe me, skiffle isn't simply a phenomenon of post-war British life.
And despite what some people might have you think, it ain't only a minor form of African-American roots music that originated around the turn of the century.
No. It's a WAY OF LIFE.
Or, rather a WAY TO THE GOOD LIFE.
Just imagine what will happen when you walk down the street playing "Rock Island Line" on your homemade cigar-box fiddle.
Or better yet, when you have a whole bunch of friends with you, jamming away on their kazoos and washboards, whooping and a-hollering, heading off to a gig at your local coffee house?
Magic, baby, magic!
Like something that happened in the racier Ealing musicals.
And if some clueless nay-sayer ever scratches their head and asks you just what the heck you're doing, give him one of your patented hipster smiles.
Look, kid, it's a goyische version of a klezmer band.
Now time to head off to the Cavern Club.... and let's get cracking!
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