the old man in grey

That was the last sound and an old man wearing grey stood before me. He asked me, how could I produce so beautiful song. I ca not answer so fast... So, Zaqén came to help me. 'This is a very special boy. Through my whole life I have never found someone, child or adult, who could compete in inventing songs like him. They all seemed to flow directly from heart to fingers, from fingers to strings, from strings to our ears, and finally, from ears to our own hearts.' These words were wonderful and maybe became I ablush... 'O' said the old man in grey 'so that works!' He looked very curious, as he has never seen something similar before. 'Truly I have never seen an musical instrument like that. It sounds wonderfully. The court musicians may not know these kind of instrument, although it resembles lute, that is a very noble instrument. Would you and your son or grandson came to the court this night? Honorably invited by me?' Zaqén did not know exactly how to answer, but he, the master of words, replied in the most polished style he could. 'There is a misunderstanding here. The boy, although very apreciated by me, really like a son or grandson, is not so. Though are we immensely honoured by your invitation and at dawn we will be at the gates of the palace.''O, sorry, sorry... I would not be so rude to make you walk from here to the palace. It is far enough to an old man in grey to walk and to get lost in his own thoughts, but not for special visitors. Someone will come to take you to the palace. There our minstrels will play, we will have some food and other distractions; but it will be so gentle if we of the court could hear a little from these young genius. I thought, our minstrels and storytellers could envy his talent, so I beg, take it not so seriously.' Zaqén looked at me and asked me if all was good for me. Ziqena had listened to almost every word there spoken and agreed with all. 'That is all fine for me.' I answered. 'So until night.' Replied the old man and desapeared in the multitude as a very ordinary man.

the first tune

After we have found our place in the market and all things were in order, I sat down on my old rug with my instrument. The noise still scare me, but I found some strenght to pluck the first course of strings, the highest. Against all my expectations it sounded and echoed through the noises and suddenly was my mind calm again, so that I could see far in the very deepness that every man believe his mind can reach. Quickly I made the second sound and began a short improvisation as I used to do in these occasions. Though some strange power seemed to touch me, and a very strange mode runned through my fingers and that music was different of all the others I just have played in this life. "I am in other land now", I thought that is the reason... It was half true...

i carried ever my own world in hands

Words of the author:

What Aladar means saying that? Some time ago, my father gave me a new musical instrument called viola caipira, or simply viola. It is a very typical instrument, besides guitar, of the country music of Brazil. For me it sounds like an old keyboard instrument like clavichord or harpsichord. It has five courses, the first two are only steel strings tuned in unison and the other courses have a nylon string and a steel string tuned an octave up. The instrument had no standard tuning, so that the performer can use it in his own way. There are some most commons ways of tuning and the most used is called "cebolão" ("big onion" - do not ask me why). Personally I use the natural tuning, similar to the guitar (ee bb Gg Dd Aa - the lowercase letters are the highest pitch and the upercase, the lowest), but with the Aa course tuned in Gg, so that I can have a similar range of the violin. I have chosen this tuning, because I already can play guitar and I want to play the works of J. S. Bach originally written for violin on the viola. But it all is only my personal history. What I want to mean is that with the viola I have discovered a new world of sounds and after a very long time I am able to compose again. It is like to have the world in the hands. It is what Aladar means when he said that.

The story is only beginning...

faith

Stay quiet... hold your breath. The Great Musician is still working and the most of people can not even perceive it...

i live in a world of fantasy...

arrive

When I have arrived in the Divided City, there was a great mix of voices and noises. It was the Market Place and I could see a strange simetry between the two sides of the city. And all the people wore very similar clothes but only two colors seems avaiable: black and white; as if the world had only two collors to offer to these people. I was affected by the noises, some of then were really loud, so that I could not bear. The old man touched my head and said: 'It is all fine. You have already been in a lot of market and it is not so different of the others, just bigger.' We had our own business, ceramic jars and fair tapestry. I carried ever my own world in hands. It could take me away from all this multitude and noises. 'Calm' - said the old man again. That was really impressive that only he could understand me, only he seems to perceive what disturbed me, what affected me and in what way the things affected me. So I felt not alone with him. But he was an old man... how long yet could I have someone like him by my side?

you are really welcome

Hi, people

Welcome to my world or Aladar's world, as you find it better to call. I'm not a native speaker of english language, but I really would like to create, better, to show my own world to as many people as possible. Because of this, I have chosen English. But there are so many causes for this choice. If I write in English some unbearable people, which I know personally, can't read this.

I just only hope to have a quiet and simple place, where I can put my ideas without any fear. Maybe I'm not really like other people. It is what I feel at least. In despite of this, I think I have a really wonderful world inside and here I can share it with the world... I hope you can enjoy it, because it is not some scaring or sick world... I really believe in things like love and peace; and although I am for the most time a depressive person, there are not only shadows inside me.