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Post by SaxGirl on Oct 17, 2005 15:44:14 GMT -5
At 2:30 AM, while everyone is sleeping: Alexis: *really loud* "Put your finger in my bellybutton!"
BD: *says something, although I forget what* Me: Your mom does *whatever BD said* Dave: Your mom goes to college! Me: Your celery goes to college! Dave: Your mom's celery goes to college! Me: Yeah? Well your mom's college smells a lot like celery! Dave: Too bad, cause your mom's college's celery smells like your mom's celery! Me: Ok, this is starting to make no sense, but your college still smells lke your mom's celery!
^*at the set where we put on baseball caps* Dave: *puts on hat* Dave: CELERY COLLEGE!
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Post by Duel of the Flutes on Oct 17, 2005 15:56:56 GMT -5
^ man, I wish I could get as good quotes as you, SaxGirl.
BD: okay. now lets start at measure 5. band: *plays at measure 5, except trumpets, who play at the beginning, which is significantly louder than measure 5* BD: trumpets! measure FIVE, not BEGINNING! 1st chair trumpet: oh. it was him, I swear! *points at 2nd chair as 2nd chair points at him* BD: why do the trumpets have to be the stupidest people in the band?? *shakes head*
later, after entire band actually plays at 5... BD: you have to be at a mezzo-forte at 5! there has to be a big difference between the forte at the beginning and the mezzo-forte at 5! these guys (points at trumpet section) did it right, surprisingly enough. *smiles at trumpets* trumpets: *random undignified comments*
and then, myself and "Gustave" (a sax player in our band whose French name is Gustave) were really bored in French, and so we tried to find out how many ways we could say okay. Gustave: o-kay. me: oookkkaaayyy random kid that sits next to me: ooo...kay. me: oooooooooooooooooookay. Gustave: okay random kid: ookkaayy me: ooooooooookkkkkkkkkkkaaaaaaaaaayyyyyyyyyyy Gustave:o...kay...??
it was odd.
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Post by woodwindchick on Oct 18, 2005 20:25:10 GMT -5
BD: Megan, do you have your flute? Me: Yes.... BD: Go get it! Me: Okay! *runs and get my flute* *steel drums class plays* BD: *cuts us off* Megan, I lied. Go get your sax. Me: I... but... fine! *leaves and comes back with a sax* BD: *hands me trumpet music* Here. Sightread. Have fun.
BD: Okay, Travis, can you NOT play the cowbell right next to Brad's head? Hold it maybe two inches away. Travis: *holds the cowbell two inches away* BD: Okay, maybe more like four inches.
BD: Hey, Travis. How about you DON'T bother Brad for three days, okay? Three days. After the concert you can bother him all you want.
Lauren: Brad, what is all over your hands? Brad: Well, it's white, and it's sticky.... Saxes: Ewwww! Lauren: What are you guys DOING in there? Brad: It's PLEDGE, guys, geez! *touches Amie's face* And now it's all over Amie.
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Post by musicscifigirl on Oct 19, 2005 14:54:15 GMT -5
LOL Our band director said the funniest thing yesterday!
BD: Everyone take these stands and spread them around the room! Me: .......Mr. S are you feeling okay?
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Post by dhsflute08 on Oct 19, 2005 16:00:47 GMT -5
BD: "now when we go into mcdonalds on saturday to get lunch, if you get pickles on your sandwhich when you ordered no pickles, dont go sticking them on wall. if you spill your drink, dont sit there and wait for someone to come and slip in it. don't stick french fries up your nose either. try to be civilized human beings" Pierce: "is that even possible, Mr. G?" BD: "I dont think it is, but i have to tell you anyways"
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Post by Duel of the Flutes on Oct 19, 2005 16:32:10 GMT -5
^lol
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Post by SaxGirl on Oct 19, 2005 20:33:42 GMT -5
^ About the quotes before? Thanks! We're quite a screwed up mix of kids. Ok, when we went to Old Country Buffet in Hershey, we had to sit in groups of 8. I didn't realize I was 9th, so I had to sit with a different group of kids. BD: Sorry you didn't get to sit with your friends. It's okay though, we're all family! Me: Yeah, one huge, happy, totally dysfunctional family.... BD: Yeah. I like that description best! PJ: Don't forget the dynamics - especially the szforzandos. Scott: Okay, I won't. Me: Don't you just love the word "szforzando?" I'm gonna name my first-born son Szforzando. Scott: *in a crazy accent* You can DO EET, SZFORZANDO! *pelvic thrust* Tuba section guys: *wrestle and hug each other* Eric: Like I said, this band is a gay cult..... In order to fit our hair under our baseball caps, many of the girls had to put their hair up in two side French braids. Me: We look like lots of Princess Leias!
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Post by friedrice on Oct 19, 2005 21:19:12 GMT -5
"Keep your hearts on fire, but your minds on ice!" -the BD AHH!!!! We used to have: BD: "Heart on fire" BAND: "MIND ON ICE" BD: "Heart on fire" BAND: "MIND ON ICE" BD: "Heart on fire" BAND: "MIND ON ICE!!!" one day someone yelled out "Alright enough! I got heartburn and a headache!"
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Post by hchswiregrasshorn on Oct 19, 2005 22:15:20 GMT -5
Yesterday was our expo. Here are just a few quotes.
DM :When I went through the mirror I almost slipped, and I said a not-so-nice word rather loudly. Me: Well, how do you think the Phantom felt at the end of the movie.
Trumpet player: We dont need no fancy guitars or a drum set to be good. All we need is an oversized, novelty flag with a mask painted on it, and a giant mirror.
Baritone: If we hadn't left the field, there would still be people clapping. Me: No, the next band would push us off. Baritone: Dude, we have a gigantic mirror, a 30 foot flag with a mask on it, and we have masks on with a rose that smells like tobacco; they couldn't take us.
Bd (to same baritone above) That was very pretty. Me: Is that a complement or an insult. Bd: How could it be an insult? Me: I thought the duet should be boisterous. Baritone: That's a 7 dollar word right there. mellophone: what does that mean? Bd:well, you know the drunk person on The Simpsons, that is boisterous. this should not be boisterous. Me (thinks) ... Oh yea, Barney. mellophone: Whoa Whoa Whoa... Oh on the simpsons, I thought you meant the big purple dinosaur.
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Post by trumpetskickbrass on Oct 19, 2005 23:22:49 GMT -5
~one day during band~ Me: Somebody told me. Z: Told you what? Me: That you had a boyfriend. Z: wHaT?!! Me: *starts singing* that looks like a girlfriend....
~B4 a compition while looking at another band~
friend: *sniff sniff*....You smell that?...Fear.
~In the locker room~
me: Your butt is in my way. Mike: No, your body is in my butts way!
~today in class~
Mr. C: Ok who in the trumpets doesnt have their flip folers w/ Vehicle in it? *all the trumpet raise their hands* Mr.C: ...........*starts singing*Irresponisble! Irresponsible! Irresponsible!
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Post by woodwindchick on Oct 21, 2005 7:41:44 GMT -5
BD: *after rehearsing a song* Hey, you guys, that actually doesn't sound too bad. Brad: You should do that more often. BD: What? Brad: Give us compliments. It's nice. BD: Well, maybe if you guys would suck less, I would!
BD: We're going to have band poster painting on Friday, since the band gets their own little section of the gym for homecoming. And you guys should all come, because otherwise it will be ME making all the posters, and all of them will say, "I love Mrs. Stevenson" and "Mrs. Stevenson is awesome" and no one wants that.
Nick: I'm going to come to poster painting. Me: Me too. Nick: I have no idea what to make, though. Me: You should make one to do with counting. Nick: Yeah! Me: Like... "counting, it's not just for math anymore." (Nick's motto this year is "COUNT!" because we scream it at him so much.)
Taylor: Megan. Me: Taylor. Taylor: Megan. Me: Taylor. Taylor: Megan. Me: Taylor. Taylor: James. James: I should kill you. Taylor: ...Megan.
Taylor: *high-fives me as I walk past him in the band room* Me: What was that for? Taylor: ...I don't know. Me: *shrugs* Okay.
Me and Kristin: MUKALUKS!
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Post by woodwindchick on Oct 22, 2005 9:49:35 GMT -5
Our band had their own poster painting for homecoming yesterday, so that during the assembly we can have posters in our section of the gym. These were what some of them said:
"Eat, sleep, and play BAND! (Eating and sleeping optional.)" "LHS band kicks brass!" "Band rox my tube socks!" "Band rocks my X-Box!" "LHS band has SAX appeal!" "And this one time, at band camp.... No, really...." "Band camp BLOWS!" "Counting - it's not just for math anymore." "1, b3, 4, #4, 5, b7, 1." "Got band?" "If you can't take the band, go back to choir!" (our BD loved the idea but she wouldn't let us put it up because she already has enough problems with the choir)
Stephen: Megan, your mopping abilities fill my heart with joy.
Stephen: Hey Megan, do you know where any scissors are? Me: No. Stephen: Well, then go FIND some! Me: *glare* Stephen: I'm sorry... please don't beat me.... Me: Well, since you asked so nicely, I guess I'll spare you.
Jerrika: *pulls out her french horn while waiting for her ride* Taylor: Jerrika, what are you doing? No one plays their instrument outside of band! BD: *looks at him* Taylor: Uh... I mean....
Me: *sees Taylor moonwalking past the door* Taylor is a weird kid, exhibit A.
Stephen: What if someone's superpower was making tape? Me: That would be the worst superpower EVER. Stephen: Well, not if it was the only one in the world. Me: Well, yeah, I guess, but what if everyone in the world had a superpower and you got stuck with tape? Can you imagine? BD: Yeah, like you've got Mr. Freeze, and the Incredibles.... Me: And the heat vision dude, and someone who can fly... and you're stuck with tape-making. Talk about a crappy lot in life.
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Post by Duel of the Flutes on Oct 22, 2005 10:31:36 GMT -5
trumpet player: *sings* I'm strippin in the band room! strippin in the band room... *takes off shirt but has another one underneath* me: well that was certainly interesting
euph player: who in their left or right mind would do that? (I forgot what she was talking about)
there was this one girl who used to be my friend that kept following me and my friend around... clarinet: it's like a leech! and it's going to kill me, seriously! (speaking of annoying girl) me: yes, it will. later when said girl kept annoying us more clarinet: you know, leeches are still used in hospitals today. I hope I don't have to go there... me: I think you might, [clarinet]. they will suck your blood until you go crazy.
Flutist Kes: dude, I've got two plumes! musicscifigirl: you should so stick both in your hat! Flutist Kes: yes, I should! *tries sticking both in hat...* me: it's Krystin the double plumed wonder!
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Post by Flutist Kes on Oct 22, 2005 11:57:50 GMT -5
Flutist Kes: dude, I've got two plumes! musicscifigirl: you should so stick both in your hat! Flutist Kes: yes, I should! *tries sticking both in hat...* me: it's Krystin the double plumed wonder! Mwahahahahaaa... I WILL RULE THE WORLD! Me: *Gets hat box. Sees number one.* HAHA! Look at my awefully awesomeful NUMBER ONENESS!" *Band plays fight song... again...* Me: MR. S! I"M BORED OF PLAYING VICTORS! CAN WE PLAY SOMETHING ELSE? Clarinet: Can you get my gloves? They fell under the bleachers. Me: What do you need gloves for? Clarinet: To stay warm. Me: And your point is...? Me: *Goes get gloves.* Clarinet: THANK YOU! Me: Yeah, ya better be... I hit my stomach on a bar down there, and it hurts. Clarinet: What'd you do that for?! Me: FLUTE ISLAND! *In reference to a patch of grass separated by concrete.* Duel: Ya know, I think I'm going to make my hat box a purse... Me: *To MSC and boyfriend.* PDA! MSC's BF: *Fake cries.* Me: WHERE'S THE X?!?! Me: Je entre a la maison at je monge un hamburger avec fromage et les frites. Clarinet: Dude, I have no idea what you just said. Me: Hey, I know him! Sax: Is he your boyfriend? Me: I have a boyfriend? Me: Hey, do you know who my boyfriend is? Person: No. Me: Neither do I. [Kid in science and math classes, non band, code name: David.] David: I LOVE YOU, KRYSTIN! Me: I LOVE YOU TOO, DAVID! *To DUel.* Hey, maybe he's my boyfriend!
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Post by Duel of the Flutes on Oct 22, 2005 12:54:21 GMT -5
^ this proves that Kes has a much better memory than me. but I do remember something that one of our trumpet players said, upon reading the thing about the gloves... euph: *singing the national anthem while putting band uniform on* ohhh say can you see- trumpet: *puts gloves over eyes* no I can't!! lol they're sisters and they have the same type of personality... it's pretty hilarious. and Flutist Kes, the X decided to leave you! (and me, too I guess lol)
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