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Post by Duel of the Flutes on May 10, 2006 14:23:47 GMT -5
Kes: let me see your copy of Pomp and Circumstance. me: why? Kes: because I want to write something on it. me: o...kay... *hands Kes music* Kes: *crosses something out and writes something* here you go! me: *reads* "Land of Hope and Glory Boredom and Despair". how fitting!
bd: this piece is very slow. you can't rush this because at this point the graduates will be walking into the gym. me: cool! then will they walk faster if we rush?
bd: don't play that loudly here. you're going to be playing this about 14 times and you don't want to get too bored. clarinet: too late for that!
trumpet: hey Mr.S, is that an F sharp? it's kinda blurry. bd: *looks at score* hmm... I don't know. you'll find out soon enough.
trumpet: *practices Pomp and Circumstance while people put their instruments away* me: do you really want to die that badly?
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Post by babette2009 on May 10, 2006 17:18:42 GMT -5
We have Band-A-Rama, where all the bands from beginning band up perform, plus the drum line and stuff like that
BD on mic, talking to everyone: blah blah blah. The drum line will be playing Opus I...blah blah blah...*couple min. later* Here's the drum line on Empty Pockets. *gets his music* Flutes: You mean Opus I. You said Empty Pockets BD: Yea Ya..that's waht I meant Oboe to me: So, I our BD insane, bipolar, or just scatter brained? Me: I was thinkin' it was all three.
talking to a girl, an oboe player (not the same one from above) that'll be in our band next year Some man to her: Now you've got 3 stands...you can carry four. Me: Who's that? Your dad? Oboe: No...evil stepdad.....kind of....*pause* Actually, he's my mom's boyfriend.
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Post by trumpetislife on May 10, 2006 17:48:31 GMT -5
BD: you cant get loud that fast! cresendo(sp) slower.... theres levels and at the first level there is a beautiful garden that you want to check out, then on the next level there is a MALL! then on the NEXT level there is a starbucks... so start piano then check out the garden and starbucks THEN you can go to the forte!
(during practice today for a thing my BD wanted the brass to do) BD: DONT LOSE THIS MUSIC OR ELSE ILL HAVE PAT (trumpet) BEAT YOUR FACE IN pat: *nods*
BD: tomarrow guys wear a shirt and tie, girls dress nice... and pants no boxers (talking to the guys cus he never mencond pants)
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Post by SaxGirl on May 10, 2006 19:56:45 GMT -5
Alto sax 1: *to me* UGH! Alto sax 1: *to music* UGH! Alto sax 3: What are you doing? Speak English, not caveman! Alto sax 1: UGH! *whaps sax 3 across head* Alto sax 1: UGH! *whaps me across head* Alto sax 1: I need a really big club right now. That'd help with the effect. Alto sax 3: No, you need a whiffle ball bat. Me: Yeah, one of those obnoxiously bright orange ones! SWEET!
BD: Okay, take out "An Almighty Fortress!" Alto sax 3: The Not-So-Mighty Fortress From Hell- Me: Made Out of Legos. French horn 3: What? Both of us: Aren't we creative?
In Wind Ensemble, we're playing "Everything's Coming Up Roses," but there aren't any written saxophone parts of any kind. So, The two altos and I (the only tenor) find ways to keep ourselves busy. Alto sax 1: Rock back and forth. Like this. *bobs to the side* Alto sax 2 and I: *bob in unison with Alto 1* *song contiunes to play, we continue to rock back and forth* Clarinet 1: *plays song and messes up due to him laughing at us* Alto sax 1: *makes horrendous face at him* Clarinet 2: *pauses mid-song to laugh and stare at us* Trumpets: *start copying us*
Then we did it in "Russian Sailor's Dance!" Alto sax 1: *goes up in seat* Alto sax 2: *goes down in seat* Me: *goes up in seat* *repeat, band stares and laughs*
(At rookie marching) Clarinet instructor: Okay, watch the upperclassmen mark time. Do what they do. Baritone: How many counts do we mark time? Me: Your mom. Baritone: Your FATHER-IN-LAW!
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Post by Duel of the Flutes on May 10, 2006 20:04:37 GMT -5
(At rookie marching) Clarinet instructor: Okay, watch the upperclassmen mark time. Do what they do. Baritone: How many counts do we mark time? Me: Your mom. Baritone: Your FATHER-IN-LAW! I'm stealing that quote!!!!
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Post by spicyoley on May 10, 2006 20:33:31 GMT -5
I'm going to be a sousaphone for marching band next year so our BD was letting me play for a jazz event. Me: So Kathy, do you like my new equiptment? Even though it's plastic, it's quite form fitting. And the padding!! (referring to the shoulder pad) Then I couldn't get out the back room door. Me: Wow my plastics so big i can't fit through the door! I'm new at this....
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Post by callaflute on May 11, 2006 2:53:58 GMT -5
I'm surprised I hadn't added anything on here yet.
Our band does a "Spirit Walk" when the football players come back from their hotel rooms and walk into the stadium. It's supposed to be a spirit thing for the fans, but this year due to our team's poor performance, attendance at the end of the season was a little lacking to put it mildly. The buses of football players pulled up and we got ready to play, only to hear one of the tuba squad leaders yell out:
"Don't play guys. That's just the warm-up team!"
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Post by SaxGirl on May 11, 2006 14:15:38 GMT -5
(At rookie marching) Clarinet instructor: Okay, watch the upperclassmen mark time. Do what they do. Baritone: How many counts do we mark time? Me: Your mom. Baritone: Your FATHER-IN-LAW! I'm stealing that quote!!!! LOL! Sure! Steal it and replace it with other relatives...
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Post by megabassclarinetist on May 11, 2006 16:42:50 GMT -5
From drum lessons (previously drumLINE but everyone else quit. ). And Greg = the student who runs drumline Greg: And you know you can write on your music. You can write the counts or the sticking or whatever will help you. You can write a goose on there for all I care. this is when he's teaching me timpani. We were playing the Imerial March timpani part. Greg: See, here is a time where you do want to use a stacatto stroke. If you do this [plays with legatto strokes] the audience will just say "huh, what's that noise?". But if you do this [stacatto stroke] they'll say, "Oh God, it's going to kill us all!!!!" Learning bells and marimba and such Greg: You don't need as much technique on bells because no matter how you hit it, it's always the same. Very cheesey sounding, like faeries and pretty things. *high pitched* Wheeeeeee! Here we were talking about trying out for crossmen Greg: What did you try out on last year again? Me: Mellophone Greg: I thought so Me: Yea, it's like I go in there to try out on snare drum. Greg: Yea, haha. And they ask you how long you've been playing in the audition room Me: "oohh, about six monthes" Greg: then they say, "Do you want to leave now?"
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Post by trumpetislife on May 12, 2006 15:04:59 GMT -5
juniors and senors were at an assembly, most freshman were on a feild trip so there was only sophmores and a few freshman in band today. note: our bd was our bd in middle school
BD: *cuts us off* now i remember why i loved your class. that was really good!
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Post by SaxGirl on May 12, 2006 15:55:03 GMT -5
With all this fun we have in Symphonic Band, I may soon regret leaving the sax section for Marching Band! Alto sax 1: You're DEAD! Ha! *spreads his hand out across the left side of my face* Alto sax 1: DIE! Make dying noises! Me: *ack, cough, general commotion, etc.**leans over on sax toward ground* Alto sax 1: Stay there! BD: Okay, Chorale number 3. Alto sax 3: *looks at me* What happened? Us: *play Chorale 3* Alto sax 1: DEAD PEOPLE CAN'T PLAY INSTRUMENTS! Me: Fine, fine! *dies* Alto sax 1: [French horn 3], you're out of tune. It's making me feel fat.
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Post by Trumpeting4life on May 12, 2006 23:42:14 GMT -5
BD: Flutes, if you screw that up on wednesday, i'm gonna kill you and get arrested and have to spend time in jail and everything Assistant BD: and then i get to be promoted!
Flute: I hate geese! they come up whenever i'm near and peck at me! They're evil! Euphonium: Thats not evil, thats sense!
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Post by bandveteran2008 on May 17, 2006 4:04:02 GMT -5
Gosh, my 4th hour class was just so... ugh! These 4 non-bandie guys saw me looking at music and filling out a jazz chord solo chart thing, and they asked tons of questions... Guy: Yeah, so what's that note? Me: An 'E.' Guy: What's that one? Me: An 'F.' What's that one: A 'G.' Guy: What's that one? Other guy: Dude, I know! It's an H! Guy: Really? Me:.... No. Guy: Dude, you band people obviously do not know your alphabet. Guy: Why is that note just a circle? Me: That's a whole note. Guy: What does that mean? Me: Well, in this song, it means you hold it out for 4 beats. Guy: Why? Me: Because it's in 4/4 time. Guy: What does that mean? Me: The quarter notes gets the beat, and there are 4 in a measure. Guy: 4 what? Me: 4 beats. Guy: Oh... what's a beat? Guy: So, I heard all you band people are druggies... Me: Not true. Other guy: Well, you obviously don't remember last weekend. Guy: So, do you band people go to football games? Guy: What do you play? Me: Flute. And alto sax. Guy: *Weird look.* Dude, did you just say you played se- Me: NO! Try alto SAXOPHONE! I hate non-band people they don't know anything... well not really hate them but just...there so annoying. I have a kid in my classes that asks me about music too
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Post by trumpetislife on May 17, 2006 16:25:01 GMT -5
*annoying buzzing sound* BD: jake can you hit the exit sign so it stops buzzing? Jake: *hits exit sign and buzzing stops* BD: all you need is a leather jacket and you could be fonzy(sp)
BD: *cuts us off and plugs piano into amp and turns it up and has us play again* Piano:*really loud* BD: *YEAH!!*
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Post by flute03 on May 17, 2006 18:14:12 GMT -5
Playing Pomp and Circumstance, our verison has a bunch of crazy repeats and endings.
BD: You guys need to look up here when ever weget to a double bar, repeat sign or one of the endings. You have to get used to looking up there becuase for all i know we might end up only rehersing this 2 times before we perform. Me: Really, we might only play it 2 times! Band: *cheers*
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