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Post by babette2009 on Sept 21, 2006 21:35:01 GMT -5
*I spilled a little water on my shirt, and it happened to be in *that* area* DM: Hey, your boobs are leaking.
*Trumpet walks around me to get to his spot that's next to me* Trumpet: I had to do a u-turn. Get it, YOU-turn! ha!
So, this isn't a quote, but today before practice Lil-Mags, a trombone girl, was chasing a praying mantis.
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Post by shortytrumpet on Sept 22, 2006 5:43:50 GMT -5
lol me: *raises hand* sir can i go oil my slide band:*gives really strange look* bd: umm sure go ahead and oil ur slide.....ok then you can do what ever you like to you slide it doesnt bother me. i go and oil it muttering about asking cuz every other time i get up when weve stop he starts. bd: did you have fun oiling your slide me:(serious) yes sir bd: are you ready to play me: i think so. describing bands that wil be in a jazz competion with us me: ....and mercy collage have a flautist- bass: whats a flautist? me: a flute player me: and chisholm has some funni bari sax play that plays like this *tilts head extremely to the side*...and plc wear really funni hats and all the bands drummers suck. drummer; i was standing over a classmates laptop deleting things as they typed me: alex is hott flynn: what!!!!!! kassy: wah? me: well he is! flynn: oh i thought you were reading what i was typing and i didnt type that. kassy: well it could have worked the name is unisex.
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tromboneking87
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Post by tromboneking87 on Sept 22, 2006 10:02:10 GMT -5
director trying to explain the nasaly tone he wants from the woodwinds... BD: I just want it to sound, like... random band member: AN OBOE! ::band cracks up for about 5 minutes::
BD story about his little daughter... daughter: i wanna wear the pink dress! BD: It's in the dryer. daughter: I WANNA WEAR THE PINK DRESS! BD: It's in the DRYER! ::repeat several times:: BD: HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO TELL YOU? ::daughter stops and thinks:: daughter: five
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Post by SaxGirl on Sept 23, 2006 10:46:59 GMT -5
From the football game last night.
The opposing team/band had very nice, but unusual, light blue-ish uniforms. They were sort of baby blue, but more green. Me: *looks around at the stadium* Me: *looks at our purple uniforms* Me: OMG! [to baritone player] If you look at the collective population of this stadium, we would make a perfect Wild Berry Pop-Tart. Baritone: ... only you would come up with something like that.
Drumline: *plays cadence on the way out of the stadium* Trombone SL: [Trombone 2], stay in step! Trombone SL: [Trombone 2], cover down! Trombone 2: You know what... Me: *imitating SL* [Trombone 2], wipe my butt! [Trombone 2], do my laundry!
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Post by musicscifigirl on Sept 23, 2006 12:50:13 GMT -5
^ Omg that made my day!
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Post by emello3 on Sept 23, 2006 19:05:30 GMT -5
^ Wow, I wonder who THAT could have been...
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flouba
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Post by flouba on Sept 25, 2006 21:02:51 GMT -5
While we were waiting for a parade to begin we could talk to people around us.
drummer: I feel like I'm going to be marching in a parade. I feel like I'm in uniform assistant person- Thank you Captain Obvious drummer: I'm actually trying to get promoted to Admiral Obvious assistan person: And you succeeded me: *saluts* Congrats Admiral Obvious.
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Post by woodwindchick on Sept 26, 2006 16:41:32 GMT -5
Jack: Is this song supposed to be from like a horror romance movie or something? Like, they're on a date and then the aliens come? Sub BD: This was before aliens, I think. Tyler: Well, if there really are aliens, they've probably been around longer than us....
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Post by Flutist Kes on Sept 26, 2006 17:09:15 GMT -5
The story of George.
Flute Section: *Giggles at this giant yellow "bug"- the catipillar.* BD: *Has no clue what's going on.* Flutist: *Whispers.* It's name is George! BD: *Almost steps on George.* Flute Section: NOOOOOOO! BD: What?! Flute Section: *Points to George.* BD: *Weird look.* Band: *Cracks up.*
BD: *To band:* Good! *To George:* Bad!
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Post by Duel of the Flutes on Sept 26, 2006 17:55:46 GMT -5
flute: I don't know how to play that note. bd: what note is it? flute: A-flat. bd: I don't know how to finger it. flute: o... kay? bd: ... and this is where you go show her the fingering, Michelle. me: awww, do I have to?
while we were walking back inside after "sectionals". our bd was eating lunch out there and had his tray on the ground in front of the door. bd: watch out before you step in my ketchup! flutes: *laughs and looks at tray of ketchup on the ground* bd: what's so funny about that? all I said was "don't step on my ketchup"! me: exactly. we're easily amused.
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Post by SaxGirl on Sept 27, 2006 14:27:14 GMT -5
Don't play "A Gospel Christmas." It's quite possibly the weirdest and dumbest arrangement of Christmas music I've ever had the displeasure of playing.
Me: This song is awful... Trombone 1: Yeah, you're not kiddin'. Me: I mean, that tuba part. It's like "Santa In Da' Hood." Trombone 1: And it's so slow. This song should only be played when Santa's sleigh gets stuck in a gigantic pothole, surrounded by mud. Trombone 2: And they have to shoot the reindeer to get the sleigh free! Me: Yeah...
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Post by trumpetislife on Sept 27, 2006 19:07:00 GMT -5
walking down to the practice feild today for band practice with my friends: flute and dm/trumpet (thats caring the podum down)
DM: *talking about his hat (knited)* here hold this *throws hat on my head* ME: *hat falls off* AHH you coulda warned me DM: I DID! i said hear hold this ME: whatever *holds it for like 2 seconds then puts that hat on my head* Flute: *notices its on my head* HAA you put it on your head? ME: yup *laughs*
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Post by emello3 on Sept 27, 2006 20:22:04 GMT -5
More fun with A Gospel Christmas me: *cracks high A* horn3: "aaaand, santa's DOWN!"
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Post by trumpetislife on Sept 28, 2006 13:52:25 GMT -5
today after school i was walking with my friend (that plays bari and trombone AKA: bari) to where my mother was going to pick me up
Random girl: excuse me... excuse me.... excuse me girl Me and bari: *turns around* Random girl: *tapping my trumpet case* waht is that? Me: oh its my trumpet case (its red so its kinda hard to tell its a case unless you know what it looks like) Random girl: OH REALLY i aways wanted to play the trumpet Me: *smiles* Random girl: *walking away im going to learn how to play the trumpet then ill be sitting right next to you Me and bari: *laughs* Me: How hard its it to tell its a case? Bari: *laughs* well what do you think people wonder when they see my trombone case? ME: oh your purple one? *laughs*
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flouba
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Post by flouba on Sept 28, 2006 15:39:56 GMT -5
When we saw a piece we're gonna be playing called Ride (it goes up to the Bb above the staff in the tuba part keeps changing time sig. 5-6 flats.)
tuba: Oh dear G-d *says that a lot and then writes it on the music* This piece is now called Oh Dear G-d Ride
tuba: *raises hand and says to BD* I hate you
BD: Ok so if you have any comments "This is impossible" "We can't play this" "I hate you" ...
DM: Here I circled all your flats for you *hand Tuba the music with the 1st page circled*
me: *after seeing it* I'm reminded of Fairie's Aire and Death Waltz.
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