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Post by Duel of the Flutes on Oct 7, 2005 13:47:49 GMT -5
Me: it looks like it's gonna rain. man, we're gonna go out to the field tonight, and just as we're about to start pre-game, it's gonna start raining. I'm gonna cry. our bd's gonna cry. flute: *lol* yeah I bet it will. me: *continues on* and I love marching. I'm gonna, like, kill the clouds. flute: *lol* me: kill the clouds? that's didn't make any sense at all.
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Post by SaxGirl on Oct 7, 2005 14:18:17 GMT -5
(while doing stretches) Flute SL: "We're outside and it's dirty!" Baritone Freshy: "Okay, saying it's dirty 'cause we're outside is like saying I'm black... (which she is)" Tenor sax SL: "Mark, time, mark, and forward.... uhh, whatever. Screw this." Jon: *reads my shirt* Jon: "You're proud to be a band Greek?" Me: ........ God, there were so many, I forget them all!
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tromboneking87
Band Nerd
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Post by tromboneking87 on Oct 8, 2005 13:53:43 GMT -5
I won't give out the guy's name, but I will say he's the shortest freshman in the band. We do this thing where at the end of each rehearsal 3 people introduce themselves (name, year, instrument, something about band). Here is this freshman's "thing about band" "When I die, I want to be buried in a tuba case." How bout that for loyalty?
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Post by Duel of the Flutes on Oct 8, 2005 17:37:54 GMT -5
there was this really random and crazy guy from the student section at the football game when we were lining up to go out onto the field that kept shouting random stuff at the band... random guy: (as we were tuning) do mi so mi do *strange noise*... do mi so mi do *strange noise*... me: (as the random guy is doing his do mi so mi do's) SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP!
as we were lined up for the tunnel waiting for our football team to show up fashionably late, as usual, the brass finished playing Bugler's Holiday... same random guy: Flight of the Bumblebee!
ah, and here's a quote from Homecoming last week. one of our clarinet player's lyre thingy had broken before the parade and he (temporarily) fixed it with large pieces of electrical tape. while we were lined up for the tunnel the top of his lyre (the part you clip your folio onto) got stuck--get this-- inside his pants, and wouldn't come out. clarinet: hey! hey Mr.S! um... my lyre broke BD: I can't do anything about it. clarinet: yeah, well it's kind of stuck in my pants... BD: really? *looks at folio* eww I'm not putting my hand in there! clarinet: well what am I supposed to do about it?? BD: I don't know. I've never seen anything like this before! clarinet: thanks a lot, Mr.S. BD: your welcome.
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Post by megabassclarinetist on Oct 8, 2005 18:08:25 GMT -5
the top of his lyre (the part you clip your folio onto) got stuck--get this-- inside his pants, and wouldn't come out. How on Earth does one manage to get a lyre stuck in ones pants???
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Post by Duel of the Flutes on Oct 8, 2005 18:10:54 GMT -5
the top of his lyre (the part you clip your folio onto) got stuck--get this-- inside his pants, and wouldn't come out. How on Earth does one manage to get a lyre stuck in ones pants??? that is a very good question indeed. all I know is he was a football player and was wearing his jersey with a pair of elastic-banded shorts.
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Post by Flutist Kes on Oct 9, 2005 14:26:31 GMT -5
same random guy: Flight of the Bumblebee! Dude, that guy was so annoying! Me: I think I'm gonna go hurt hime. Flutist: Kes, no! If you hurt him [like I could...]- Other flutist: Heck, she would get a medal on honor! Flutist: No, the basketball team would attack. Me: And then the band would kill the basketball team. Flutist: Which might get the rest of the sports to attack us. Me: Oooo, a sport war... Flutist: World War III! Me: Cool. As for the pants guy... was that clarinetist D? 'Cause he has problems... even for a band kid...
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Post by hchswiregrasshorn on Oct 10, 2005 13:04:04 GMT -5
Yesterday, some people in our band had to work at a venue at a neighboring town's harvest day. F "this corn is really smokin'" Me "That's not the only thing that's smoking" (girl with a cigarette walks by) F "wow she is smoking." Me " I meant that she had a cigarette you pervert..." Me, a tuba player (B) and an alto sax player (M) were advertizing or grilled corn. So we decide to ride the kiddy train around the block. M even put on a corn suit. Me "Get your roasted corn straight off the grill. 3 out of 3 band members can't be wrong. (20 minutes later) If you want me to shut up just come and buy our corn." We also sold cakes at the harvest sale. Trumpet player (M) "we'll call this cake a surprise cake. They bite into it, surprise, it's not a cake." (M) "Gosh this cake is ruined. I think S got hungry.
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Post by megabassclarinetist on Oct 10, 2005 13:58:46 GMT -5
Me: *looking at chair placements out of curiosity* Whoa Schweet!! H: *walks in* Me: [H], have you looked at chair placements yet? H: NO! I dont wanna know! I dont wanna know! I dont wanna know! Me: Yes, you do. H: *looks* *squeek* AA!! Yay! Im shaking! Me: ha ha, and you thought you did badly.... (he he, she got first chair ;D)
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Post by Duel of the Flutes on Oct 10, 2005 14:49:49 GMT -5
As for the pants guy... was that clarinetist D? 'Cause he has problems... even for a band kid... yes it was. he's got his mark of stupidity even in stories about him... EDIT: musicscifigirl, we should put some quotes up from this morning... all I can remember was when I told that one girl she needed to practice her singing some more...
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Post by Flutist Kes on Oct 10, 2005 18:50:45 GMT -5
[Driving to band practice... me behind the wheel... creepy. ] Dad: Hey, Mr. S is standing in the middle of the road. Me: Does that mean I have to aim towards him? Flutist: *Snorts from laughter.* BD: Wow, I never heard you do that before.
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Post by woodwindchick on Oct 10, 2005 19:00:09 GMT -5
Taylor: Number one. The larch. *pauses* The laaarch. Me: And now, for something completely different. A man with three buttocks. (We watched Flying Circus during our jazz sax sectional Saturday. )
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Post by Duel of the Flutes on Oct 11, 2005 15:44:00 GMT -5
at the very end of 4th hour; we had just played something... BD: that was pretty good, and there's a [my last name] in this class. Me: *lol* he knew my brother, and my brother is quite-erm- interesting. yeah. he's a band quitter.
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Post by musicscifigirl on Oct 11, 2005 16:01:43 GMT -5
EDIT: musicscifigirl, we should put some quotes up from this morning... all I can remember was when I told that one girl she needed to practice her singing some more... lol....OMG! Now I'm POSITIVE I'm not cut out to teach! I wanted to kill every single fifth and sixth grade flute! (especially the 6th graders!!!!) Me: (to this sixth grade flutes) Ok, first thing...this whole breathing-in-between-every-note thing, yeah it's gonna stop right now. [after working on that] Me: Oh, so you knew how to do it all along...YOU WERE JUST LAZY!!!! 6th graders: *giggle*
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Post by Duel of the Flutes on Oct 11, 2005 18:45:26 GMT -5
I don't want to kill every 5th and 6th grader... I went and helped out the 5th graders today, and they were GREAT! I got to teach them A.
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