Stage Makeup

Hooray! June 14th (tomorrow) is the opening night for the play I'm in! Something you realize when you are an actor is that, regardless of age or gender, you are going to have to put on makeup. I was looking at the list of makeup that I need to have, and my mind was blown! I was thinking "Lipstick!? eyeliner!? MASCARA!?!?!?!" (luckily, I didn't have to put on lipstick or mascara) thats right boys, if you want to be a stage actor, then get ready to feel incredibly manly. the reason actors need makeup is the lights needed on a stage can make you look much paler than normal, so unless you want to look like a ghost, put on the makeup!

I'm sure I'll be back soon,

Bye!

Virtual Choir 4

Hey! Just so you know, I haven't died or anything, I'm just really busy. Anyway, now to talk about something actually interesting. Have you ever heard of Eric Whitacre? Maybe you have, maybe you haven't. Anyway, he has done this thing called the Virtual Choir, where he gets people from around the world to send in a part of the song (as in soprano, alto, tenor, baritone, and bass) then his editors put them all together into The Virtual Choir. Here is a link for last years choir, Virtual Choir 3, Water Night:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V3rRaL-Czxw

Anyway, (I say that too much, don't I) This year, Virtual Choir 4, I signed up and submitted my video with help from my piano teacher. That means that I will be in the choir this year, and I might even see myself (you wouldn't because you've never seen what I look like)! This year, the video will be shown at Her Majesty The Queen's 60th anniversary of her coronation. I chose a good year to join! Here (I don't want to say "Anyway" again) is the link for the virtual choir website. If you want (and are incredibly talented) you can learn the song and submit a video by tomorrow! (June 10th):

http://ericwhitacre.com/the-virtual-choir/welcome

My piano teacher, some other piano students, and I had a party, and we all recorded together, and it was great! Fun fact: I almost sneezed during my recording!

That's all for now,

Bye!

Writing Lyrics

Today I have a story of my life that happened recently.

I'll let the story do the talking.

I have just come across a new challenge in my life. Writing lyrics for songs. If your going to be the lead singer of a band, you need to be able to write lyrics. I always thought that I couldn't write lyrics, that writing music was my forte (inside joke). But I woke up at one point, and I realized that if I wanted to be a musician I would have to pull myself together and try. My first try was as crappy as you please. My second try was a bit better, but I would still embarrass myself if I played it. My third try was still better, but didn't make any sense. now, my fourth try was much better! It was un-embarrasing enough that I could actually bring myself to play it for my friends. And they actually liked it! Though I still have a long ways to go before I can write something good enough for the public to see. I can write lyrics now! I may need a rhyming dictionary, but otherwise, I am good to go!

Bye!

Chapter 2 of my book

sooooo, yeah.

Chapter 2

“We need to think this over.” I said, starting towards the forest where I do my best thinking. “But what if this is a joke from some teenagers?” asked Cobi, “Do you think mere teenagers could make a thirty foot Sasquatch and send it after us?” I countered. “But what if it isn’t teenagers, what if its grown adults?” Jack said, “Now that’s what I’ve been thinking about.” I said, and continued with: “Here’s my theory. Somebody sent that Sasquatch as a test. They must want us as weapons. They’re planning a big war. A freaking World War Three.” We started walking back to the house each digesting this information with varying levels of fear. Back in the house, we thought about what to do. “I’ve got it!” Cobi said, “I had a friend a couple years ago who knew EVERYTHING about the World Wars. He was eighteen last time I saw him, and his name is Dave. Dave Stulitler.” Cobi laughs: "in fact, he used to get thousands of people together to do World War 1 reenactments." “Send him a message, right now.” I said, “we need this information to get to anyone who can help right away.” “I’m on it.” Said Jack, and climbed down the ladder under our trapdoor. We saw him run away into the forest and then heard him scream so high-pitched that we could barely hear him. “We should go get him, maybe he ran into a bear.” I said nervously, just as he ran out of the woods. After climbing back into the house, he said, “I sent a massage with a peregrine falcon, the fastest living animal on earth.” We all looked at each other. “That should do.” I said, “Well, lets get back to practicing.” “Three of us should practice and the other one should keep watch.” Said Cobi, “I agree, I’ll take first watch.” I said. I climbed up to the crow’s nest, which, if you’re wondering, is only the top level of our house that is open to the air. “Fang, Cobi,” I called down “you two go first. Winner go’s with Jack. Winning is touching your weapon on any part of the other person’s body.” Fang and Cobi fought for a bit but then Cobi touched Fang’s leg. “Ohh Fang, your dead, come on up.” I said, climbing down, and watching as slowly, ever so slowly, Cobi gained the upper hand on Jack. Then, Cobi touched Jack’s arm. “Alright Jack, get up there.” I said as I started walking towards Cobi, the undefeated champion (for now, because, as seen in chapter 1, I am better at fighting than he is) “I’ve been practicing three years longer that you have, Twice. A. Day. What’s that? Six hundred or so times a year, one thousand two hundred or so more times than you have!” (I’m not very good at math, oh, and we play insult each other sometimes, so we are not being mean.) “I’ve gotten better since last time.” Said Cobi, “yeah? Well, So. Have. I.” And with that, we ran at each other and suddenly the sound of metal against wood rang through the woods. We fought long and hard, but then we heard the sound of a bomber flying towards us. “BOMBER!! RUN!!!!!” I screamed, and we needed no second warning. We ran. “UNDER THE HOUSE! THAT’S THE SAFEST PLACE!!!” I yelled. (I’m really yelling my head off today, huh? Imagine six months of this.) Once we were safely under our house (which has a roof but no walls) Fang said “I can throw a smoke bomb so they can’t see us,” “no,” I said, “they would be above the smoke, it would be like a beacon.” “What if he throws it as far away as he can?” asked Cobi, “that would be perfect! But use your slingshot instead, it’ll go farther.” I said. And with that, Fang grabbed his slingshot and one of his many smoke bombs (he also had dozens of stink bombs and regular bombs, all of which were homemade.) he pulled back, took aim and let fly a perfect shot so far away that we couldn’t see it till the smoke started billowing out of it. “Alright guys, when the bomb hits that smoke, I want all of us to scream as loud as we can so that they think that they killed us.” I said, (and my throat is really getting sore now) and we suddenly heard a whistling, and at the same time we saw a bomb falling from the sky onto our smoke bomb savior. BOOM!! “AAH-“ I cut my family off. “We’re dead, remember?” we heard the bomber fly away and we all breathed out a sigh of relief.

Sneak preview of my book

Hi again! Today I am going to post the prologue and the first chapter of a book I am writing. I am going to post them chapter by chapter like Charles Dickens did (but he did it in the newspaper).
I am writing this book in the style of James Patterson's Maximum Ride series, since I enjoyed it so much. Here we go:

WORLD WAR III

Soon to be a minor motion picture!!!!

Prologue

8 months ago, Rob and Cindy Parkson went on a camping trip with Terry and Wendy Jeppreson and never came back. They left behind their children, Jeff and Mark Parkson and Cobi and Jack Jeppreson. Several days later, all the kids met. The Parkson kids changed their names: Jeff became Max, and Mark became Fang. They all got rid of their last names, so you reader, can forget all about those…

Chapter 1

Max, Cobi, Fang, and Jack were practicing sword fighting in front of their house. They didn’t have real swords, just sticks, and Max had a wooden dagger, but they weren’t playing. They were twirling and thrusting, stabbing and slicing, and parrying and blocking. If there was someone watching them, they would have noticed that they were as good as the pros. All of the kids were strangely stronger than grown adults and were all good at different things. Max, the oldest at fourteen, was really extra good at fighting and was the leader. Fang, at twelve, was good at making things like their treefort/house and fixing their weapons. Cobi, at eleven, could climb almost anything. And Jack, at nine, can talk to and sense animals when they were near. The four kids were practicing in case, living in the woods; they met a bear or something like that. Jack suddenly tensed and stopped fighting. “What?” I said. (Hi. “I” is me, Max. I wrote this book. And just clear up, I am a Boy. Not a girl. We’re all boys. Stop asking so many questions and just read.) “There are some cows stampeding our way.” Jack said, “That would be cattle, Jack.” I said. Oh Great. A stampede. Just what we need. “FIGHT POSITION!!” I yelled, and we ran to our positions. Me in front, Fang in back, and Cobi and Jack to my left and right, hiding behind trees for the element of surprise. After several minutes of fighting, all the cattle had been scared away. We didn’t kill them; we don’t ever kill unless we have to, for food, shelter, yada yada yada. The ground shook. “I think I know what caused the stampede, guys.” I said, pointing to the forest, “is that a bear?” Cobi asked, “that’s way to big to big to be a bear.” I said as a thirty foot(ish) Bigfoot-like monster came crashing out of the woods. “ATTACK!!!” I cried, and we all ran towards two different legs that looked strangely like trees. After several different tactics, I, being in extreme pain from being thrown five feet through the air, screamed “FANG! GET TO THE CROWS NEST AND SHOOT IT IN THE EYE OR SOMETHING!!!” he did as I said and shot it in the eye. It fell with a crash, throwing all of us but fang flying though the air. we all walked cautiously towards it. “What is it?” asked fang, “I think it’s a Sasquatch.” I said. “I never believed in Sasquatches until now.” Said Jack, “me neither” I said. We walked around it several times looking for clues. After several rounds, I saw a huge piece of paper curled up in is big fist. “Look at this!” I said, and with some difficulty pulled it out without ripping it. And I read it out: “If you are reading this, your ancestors are roman gladiators - and roman gods.”

well, thats all for now,

Bye! 

Frederic Chopin Report

Hello and welcome back!

Today I have a special report on composer Frederic Chopin that I made for school. Well, here goes nothing...

Chopin's full name was Frédéric François Chopin.
Many people think that he is one of the greatest composers in the romantic time period of music (1850 - 1920).
he was born in Żelazowa Wola, Poland on the 1st of march or the 22nd of February 1810.
Another one of those piano child-prodigy's, he started playing when he was just 3 years old and held his first concert 5 years later at age 8.
Most of Chopin's works were for solo piano, but he also wrote two piano concerto's, a few chamber pieces, and some songs to polish lyrics.
He wrote "The Funeral March", the famous dying music used in movies.
He died at the age of 39 in paris (nice place to die, though) in 1849.

thank-you.
bye for now,
-Music Maker

Music Talk

Hello, Everyone! This is Music Maker's first post ever! We are going to talk about my favourite bands and their music.
First, I am going to tell you my top 4 favourite bands of all time. If you don't
already know them, check them out on youtube (the links are there, all you have to do is click them).

4.  Motion Device - A band of teenagers with a 10 year old lead singer.

3.  Train - (I don't really have anything to say, really.)

2.  U2 - (well, everyone knows U2, I don't have to say anything about them)

1.  AC/DC - A Hard, HARD rock band that's been together for over 30 years.


Now, I will talk about some of my favourite songs from these bands.

Motion Device - They mostly play covers, but they do them really well, so I like all of the ones I've seen.

Train - "Hey Soul Sister" and "50 Ways To Say Goodbye"

U2 - "Vertigo" "Beautiful Day" "Elevation" and "Where The Streets Have No Name" (which is probably my favourite of them all. oh, and the actual music starts at about 2 minutes in, so you may want to skip that).

AC/DC - "Back In Black" "Highway To Hell" and "T.N.T"

Well, Thank you for reading my first post, I hope you didn't get too bored. As I said, This is my first blog ever, so I'm still working on my material skills.

This is Music Maker Signing out,

Thank You.