Now tell me what you see that is different?

-aLeX

"The Caterpillar"

From the complacent clouds neath a blanket of light
From the night sky above, from the stars ever bright,
Comes a call, a longing, nay irrevocable plea,
To the one who lies hidden in an old cedar tree,
For the caterpillar doth keep his place

And thus he slumbers never stirring
Monotonous days and nights enduring
Always from his original shape detouring
Till on beautiful wings the sky he may greet
With his cares to the wind he is longing to meet
And the flowers that bloom with nectar so sweet
Yet the caterpillar doth keep his place

And now he can feel it! his resurrection is near
to leave his small dungeon to join sky's that are clear
to the greet the world beyond, once again to appear...
and ah... he has begun to break free from his shell
to unlock the door to his previous cell

and away he flies to the suns bright rays
for metamorphosis is over and a butterfly he stays

Akin to the beautification of so unattractive a creature
Gods hand has shaped my grotesque and sinful nature
not have I one thing in my self worthy of the glory men
accept the alien righteousness which by the holy spirit Christ did send

And now that I am out of ideas it is time to say "The End".

-Written by Alex(no illegal plagiarism)-

Chronicles of aLeX! it's not coming soon it's allready here!

Now I am fully aware that my chronicling of the recent past is come at a time not so recent as the things of which I write. However because it was such a providential blessing I feel I must share it with you.

First of all I and my family went to the Prospect Bluegrass festival. While we where there I found that(above)Tristan and Tashina, Who are world class fiddle players, where going to fill in for band couldn't make it. The band they where in was called New Old Stock and after the show I was privileged get a lesson from them. They where very nice to me and gave me several useful suggestions.(by the way im not sure if "Tashina" is spelled like that).
We played the last set of the festival.

Next we went to the Fossil OR bluegrass festival.
We played, in this picture, at a house we rented(there was no hotels).
We had a lot of fun playing in the band scramble.
As we all know most good things must com to an end. And this great festival was no exception to the rule so we obviously had to promptly vacate the area.
after that we(Grandma,mom,and me) went up to Salem to record a CD with one of my best friends Jake, (you can look him up at myspace.com/Jakedewhirst).
He takes his music very seriously.
OK, this one even tops Cassey Driesen(really funky fiddle player)!
Now farewell my friend, till again I am given the privilege of being viewed by such a worthy...uh?
Oh whatever, see ya in the funny papers!

-Alexander Stevens Goldman the IVth-

I will talk about the pics later

I am fully aware that I may display me ignorance by this query I shall make but the question must be asked...ummm...well...WHAT IN THE WORLD DOES "BTW" MEAN?!?!

Aside from this inexplicable abbreviation(btw),which was formerly made by Destiny Jane, I have had but little hindrances from being at ease. Of course with the exception of the fact that I was never taught spelling past second grade, we will not even discuss grammar!

My Fiddle Farley Flew From it's Fine Fiddle case several days ago. Seeing as it landed on the asphalt I was very thankful to find that there where no major cracks. It has been in "the shop" since Tuesday morning and Mr. Bacon, the man repairing my fiddle, found that the seams in the side had separated! He finished it this morning so I cant wait to see him(my fiddle) and catch him up on the new Luke Bulla solo I figured out...
Oh bother, I have to go now...uh by!

-aLeX

Fossil

First and foremost I would like to thank my wonderful grandma for taking me to a wonderful festival.

Second of all let me introduce to you the attendance(the picture above).
Jake from the Dewgrass band, and Collin.

These are uh...semi normal acquaintances Amy and Ellie Hakenson

Clockwise from bottom right: Jakob,Collin,Jake(wearing my glasses),?Top,Martin Stevens,Kaiti,and myself.

The girls are complete copy-cats:Anna(my sis),Ellie and Amy Hakenson,?,?,?,Kaiti(sorry but I didn't meet very many of the girls).

Yes I am playing the guitar, but do not be to impressed. The guitar I am playing belongs to a ten year old kid who is many, many, many times better then myself.

This is a picture of the "band scramble" I played in...yeah we won.

Wow! How long have you been playing?

Well now you "gotta lytl taste a ma life... Iss predy dang esiting".

By! By! By! By! by!

Let me see... Monologue? Poetry? A song perhaps?
I've got it! I shall do all of the three!

#1, Monologue:

Hello my dear reader, it is a privilege to have you visiting my corner of the world. Today is Sunday, therefore the annual practice of sleeping in late was far from neglected. At least by most... for at my first waking I...well...fell back to sleep. But later I got up and practiced my fiddle for an hour until I felt something both familiar and expected. It started as a small rumble but was drowned out by the lower vibrations of my violin. Then it increased into a ravenous craving. With all the endurance I could muster I resisted the temptation to cease my time of practice... But alas,vanity, vanity, all was vanity(says the musician).

#2, Poetry:

Blogging is a thing that as often as I can I try to carry through
to get exposure, to unleash my feelings and all of this upon you
but when the computer is off and the laptop shut,I begin my life anew
for every day is like a post which must pass the Lords review
-by me

#3, song writing:

In consideration of the simple fact that you cannot hear the tune, I am reluctant to in form you that this section will, for the present time, be neglected.

the end!