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Post by Keyboard_Countessa on Apr 21, 2006 17:52:55 GMT -5
^^ We went to the one in Dallas, and we had the red knight too! What I liked most was watching my friend cat-calling the bad guy. She kept saying how hot he was and cheering for him, and he definitely heard her b/c sometimes he'd smile or wave at her. But the best part was at the end, when they're dragging him off; my friend yells out "I love you!", and you could see him saying back to her "I love you too, baby!"
Yeah, random story, but it's kind of a band quote, isn't it?
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Post by trumpetskickbrass on Apr 21, 2006 22:53:25 GMT -5
Cameron(trumpet): *makes horrible sound on trumpet* BD: *whispers really loudly* yooouuu sssuucccckkkk Peter(sax): *messes up* BD: yooouuu suuucccckkkkk Cameron: Me and Peter are ballers BD: and you both suck Cameron: So i guess that must make us sucking ballers! *band at this point is laughing so hard and cannot breath* BD:.... Ohh wow. Um we'll get into that LATER...
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Post by bassocontinuous on Apr 23, 2006 12:16:04 GMT -5
AH! Band trip quotes!
Trumpet 4: What do you mean, we need a cheap sleeper?!
Trombone: What's the difference between a mallard and a duck? What? Trombone: Well, I don't remember the rest of the joke. But your mother's a sleeper.
Clarinet 2: Did he just say she's growing lemons in her nose?
Tour Guide (into the bus microphone): Wasn't that monestary spectacular? While I was in there, I looked into the gift shop, and look what I found! ::takes out a lawn-ornament with a carved-wood squirrel eating nuts:: Isn't he darling? I'm going to give him to my brother, who we nicknamed squirrel.
Trumpet 4: What's green and has wheels? What? Trumpet 4: Grass. I lied about the wheels.
Chaperone (making a loud drunken speech to the Germans): To Marcus, because, when one my daughters came from this trip, she came home with a drinking problem! So. In our capital, we make laws. So, we give you this keychain!
Flute 3: What the hell am I saying? I just tried to say "Shut up," and it came out "Schnizzle."
Tour Guide: This is my staff of power. ::Strikes squirrel stick into ground and starts talking with it:: Band: ::blink:: ::blink::
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Post by flute03 on Apr 25, 2006 17:01:36 GMT -5
BD: Trumpets play your first note at 47. *cues trumpets* Bell *RINGGGGGGGG* Band: *Laughs* Me: Ms. D has magic powers.
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Post by trumpetislife on Apr 25, 2006 20:44:56 GMT -5
BD: "3rd trumpets play that at 88" 3rd trumpets (which i am): *plays it* BD: "play this like the clavery (sp) your playing it like the claveretts, play it again" 3rd trumpets: *plays it again* (continued for a while till he was satified)
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Post by prettypiccolo317 on Apr 25, 2006 21:10:41 GMT -5
Me: *gives becca the ring finger so as not to be vulgar* Mr. Wilson: The intent is still there, Kayley. Me: I'm not quite sure what you mean Mr. Wilson: Like, what if i had a knife in my hand and tried to kill you.... Me: ....*blink*....Oh Mr. Wilson, you're so funny!
BD: The brass has to be all "LOOK AT ME, I'M THE BRASS SECTION" and the percussion has to be all "LOOK AT ME, I'M THE PERCUSSION SECTION" and the woodwinds have to be all *tinkly tinkly*, This song is SO not about them.
BD: You know James, it's not nice to pick on people James: Oh, I wasn't laughing at them, I was laughing at your face! BD:....I think you should stop talking now James: No no no! I meant the expression...on...your face....aww.
Mr. Wilson: Okay Anthony, turn me on!
BD: *points to a piccolo player's chest* We need to make THESE bigger! *band laughs* BD: what!? WHAT'S SO FUNNY ABOUT BIG LUNGS?
BD: Band, Ten HUT! Band: HUT! Lauren and casey: *giggle* *sputter* *GUFFAW* BD: Band Parade Rest! Lauren and Casey: *sputter* *guffaw* Me (thinking): I quit.
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Post by Flutist Kes on Apr 26, 2006 18:32:08 GMT -5
BD: Where's MSC? Flutist: She had a doctor's appointment for [whatever it was]. BD: Oh. People sometimes experience that during pregnancy. Flutist: MSC's pregnant! Band: ... What? BD: This is a great way to start rumors...
*MSC IS NOT PREGNANT... don't want rumors to start.*
BD: OK, let's start at 145. *Timpani messes up.* BD: Rick, you were a little fast that time. Again... *Timpani goes too slow/fast... something... it was too weird to tell.* *Half the band still plays, half start cracking up.* BD: *Stops us.* Wow.
BD: Andrew, you're losing brain cells. Andrew: ... What?
Me: BOTHER!
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Post by bedlamsbard on Apr 26, 2006 19:22:47 GMT -5
Band: *clucks "Fantasia"* BD: BE THE CHICKEN!
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Post by musicscifigirl on Apr 26, 2006 19:57:15 GMT -5
*MSC IS NOT PREGNANT... don't want rumors to start.* Yes, but everyone knows me well enough at school to know better. The only way I'd be pregnant is if I was the next Virgin Mary
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Post by brassdancer on Apr 26, 2006 21:53:14 GMT -5
Best thing ever was today at musical re-naming our songs:
"Promenade" - Chaminade (guy who founded the Marianist order, or HS is marianist) "Rested Body" - Leaves Singer in the Dust (she is never on tempo) "No Bad News" - Unnecessarily Happy (it's supposed to be mean!) "Everybody Rejoice" - Jon's Favorite Award "Tornado" - Makes the Musical Song (The pit loves this song)
Another thing; Our BD wasn't feeling too well, and well .. uh, I wont say why. But he left alot during the play, and he came up to his stand ready to conduct from leaving and said "THAT DID NOT WORK" and left again. Had to be there, I guess.
BD: *talking to the pianist* MATT, I Have to go to the bank! *Me and First trumpet start LAUGHING* BD: *looks at us* Me and First trumpet: Were we the ONLY ones who heard that?
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Post by Trumpeting4life on Apr 26, 2006 23:20:57 GMT -5
ok... we're playing scales: BD: Trumpets, play the scale Trumpets: *Playing scale, I took high octave, everyone else took low octave* - we play it perfectly BD: Ok, now that you've warmed up, take it up an octave, you slackers! Me: *gasp* WHAT?? BD: oh... except for you... you're already there... everyone else, play! Trumpets: *taking it up an octave* - messed up on the second note Me: *starts laughing like crazy*
Ok... i admit, now that i think of it, its not funny, its sad... its pathetic... but at the time i was high on sugar so it was really, really funny.
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Post by SaxGirl on Apr 27, 2006 15:11:57 GMT -5
Haha, emello3 and I were walking to our buses after school:
Me: *sees teacher's car* Ahh! It's [unliked teacher]'s car! Burn it! E: Hey, you have a trombone. Smash it through the windshield! Me: Yeah, she'll come out later and just see it sticking through the glass. E: Yeah, we didn't do anything, her car was just a victim of a horrible trombone drive-by....
BD: Is anyone going to the middle school band concert tonight? Me: *raises hand* Do I get bonus points for suffering through it?
BD: *talking to student at podium* 2nd clarinet: *walks by with music* BD: *taps clarinet player on head with baton and continues talking to student* 2nd clarinet: *pauses, gets confused look on her face, then walks back to seat* Percussionist: *walks by* BD: *taps percussionist on head with baton* 3rd alto sax: What is he doing? Me: I have no idea.... 2nd flute: Wow, at least I wasn't just imagining things, you guys saw that too? BD: *taps another person on the head* Us: Yeah....
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Post by trumpetislife on Apr 27, 2006 17:47:28 GMT -5
a few days ago after school in the band room BD: guess what guys im going to tell you a secret... *whispers loudly* IM WEARING SHOES
yesterday in band we watched this breathing excercise(sp) video people on tv: *acts weird* band: *laughs* BD: i know their alittle weird but their good
today after school (i was a little mad about my spanish class) me: *couldnt get the door open* (you have to pull it really hard in order to open it)*kept tuging at it* whsgurlie: you just had it open me: *tries opening it again and was sucessfull this time* Me *walks in to band room* *yells* STUPID DOOR!!! trumpet: *on other side of the room, looks a little scared* me: srry i guess i was taking out my anger from spanish out on the door clainet(sp?): we learned about that in health me: about what? clainet: taking your anger out on other things
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Post by SaxGirl on May 1, 2006 17:05:54 GMT -5
Bumpin' this back.
BD: Okay, take out "Broad Stripes and Bright Stars." Alto 3: I hate this song. Me: How about Broad Stars and Bright Stripes? Alto 3: Or Big Stripes and Even Bigger Stars. Alto 3: Or we could just say ,"SS." Me: Or "The Banner!" That would be snazzy. Alto 3: The SS. Think about it. Me: OH! So in that case, it could be called "Broad Swastikas and Bright Blitzkrieg." Alto 3: That doesn't work. Me: What's wrong with us? We always talk about NAZIS IN OUR SECTION!
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Post by babette2009 on May 1, 2006 18:38:38 GMT -5
BD to percussionist: Do you not know where the cowbell is? Percussionist: *shakes head no* BD: Do you even know what a cowbell is? Cuz when I asked you to get a clavasi and you got marakas!!!
Sorry I can't spell
Non band girl: I know [bob]! he calls me Christian Girl! Me: Haley? A chirstian girl?? ha! Haley: What's that suppsoed to mean!?!? Me: It's supposed to mean that I know what you did last summer!!
Our head BD randomly stuck his baton up his nose today and left it there, giving us no reason for doing it.
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