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 Posted: Mon Jun 08, 2009 3:35 pm
A couple of days ago, my band director gets really mad at the trombones (my section). She yells, "Trombones! Blow HARDER!!!!"
And another time half of my section couldn't play the notes and my director goes, "Trombones! I've heard FARTS with better tone quality then you!"
xD
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Posted: Tue Jun 16, 2009 7:44 pm
We were doing stuff in the computer lab 'cause the freshies needed to use it. It was like the monday before school let out...
Marie: *is playing Cube Runner online*
BD: What's that?
Everybody: Cube Runner.
Me: ...*is emailing cousin and not caring*
BD: *starts playing Cube Runner*
Me: *continues emailing*
BD: AAAUGGHHH!!! I DIED!! *screams like monkey* *bangs on table angrily* ACK I DIED AGAIN!!!! THIS GAME SUCKS!!!!
Everybody else: LOL!
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Posted: Tue Jun 23, 2009 7:46 am
my band teacher was like...
"oooo u guys are sooo good, u give me goose pimples! " rofl
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Posted: Tue Jun 23, 2009 1:06 pm
We were making our senior superlatives, and Dr. Grant was like do NOT write something like "That guy in the tubas, MOST LIKELY TO BE A PORN STAR!!!!"
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Posted: Fri Jun 26, 2009 10:19 am
--- My director randomly screamed out 'GEORGE!!!!' while trying to get the attention of a tubaist lol
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Posted: Fri Jun 26, 2009 1:20 pm
well we were getting ready to play at a competition...and my director is saying his final words before we go on..."we are here to play our breast" he never got to finish because everyone was laughing histaricaly....he never got to live that one down haha.
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Posted: Mon Jul 06, 2009 5:06 pm
we were at after school band practice and our band director told our percussion to take their equipment off then he said to not take anything else off and i gave him the weirdest look and no one said anything. it was funny but really weird at the same time. eek
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Posted: Tue Jul 07, 2009 3:47 pm
uhm it was one of the last few weeks of school.
and he was saying the word "coool"
and he decided to say it in spanish and ended up saying "CULO" it was soo hilarious. if ur latino or hispanic u know what this means...it was freaking ridiculous everyone was laughing their asses off. rofl
u had to be there xD
oh and btw: it means butthole xD
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Who is Puffer Fish Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Jul 12, 2009 2:15 pm
I was at a summer band program at a nearby university this week. And the director said a lot of crazy things.
Dr. Bolsted: And the next tune in the medly is the...uh...'Mine eyes have held the glory of the...something'.
Everyone: 'The Glory of the Coming of the Lord', lol.
Dr. Bolsted: Oh, right, that.
--- *like five minutes later*
Dr. Bolsted: Okay, go back to the...thing we just played.
Everyone: ...lol wow. >>
Dr. B: *sings the eighth notes from the song, they sound like the Twilight Zone theme when he does this*
Everyone: rofl
Dr. B: What? Did I say something funny? >>
And in percussion class...
Mr. Rice: Now, irregardless of what you're playing---
Me: Irregardless isn't a word.
Half the percussion, and Mr. Rice: Yes it is.
Other half and me: No, it's not.
Mr. Rice: Okay, whatever. We need to keep going.
*two minutes later*
Mr. Rice: Now, irregar---*ahem* it doesn't matter what you're playing...
Everyone: LOL.
Our section leader/counselor was pretty funny too.
Andrew: Now, Matt, I know you're not the only worson who's---
Eric: What's a 'worson'?
Everyone: ... rofl
(I think he was trying to say 'one' and 'person' at once, but nobody'll ever know xD)
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Posted: Wed Jul 15, 2009 9:14 am
XD, my Orchestra teacher is THE BEST!!!! on a way to our big concert contest thingy, a friend and i had our DS's and were playing Mario Kart, and he asked to play, and won!!
XD
he is the coolest
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Posted: Wed Jul 15, 2009 9:19 am
My head director was trying to talk to all of us and people kept talking over the intercom. Well, he was getting quite frustrated and eventually said he wished he had a sawed off shotgun so he could shoot it. It....was interesting.
Both of my directors have said some funny stuff....I just can't remember >.>
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Posted: Mon Jul 20, 2009 11:54 am
" lets make it sparkle "
"sparkley"
this one made me relly hungry
ok so we have the ice cream and the toping ( the main part and melody)
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Posted: Mon Jul 20, 2009 3:42 pm
At July mini-camp, just last week, the pit instructor, Matt, was explaining how fortuitous it is that we received so many incoming freshmen this year. Our pit is now comprised of mostly freshmen because many older members tried out for battery. This had been worrying the older pit members, who feared the lack of experience in the pit could end in disaster. However, Matt explained how much more fun it is to teach new members with little experience. Needless to say, he accidentally used the phrase "I like them young" and was mocked for three hours of the first block of that day. Matt often says SILLY things but I can't remember any of the greater quotes at the moment.
Ah, yes. There was a moment last week where Matt took the time to nitpick about posture while in front of the keyboard (Marimba, vibraphone, xylophone, et cetera). He explained it through one of his many, often strange and unusual, analogies. "If you were walking into an interview, you wouldn't go to shake you're future boss's hand and be all floppy, like a dead fish," Matt announced. He slouched over and portrayed a lazy man while shaking our section leader's hand, saying, "Uh...Hi...My name is Matt...". Matt turned around and asked the pit "Now what kind of person am I portraying there?"
The marimba three player replied, "Someone addicted to vicodin." The pit, including Matt responded with resounding laughter that lasted minutes. Matt continued his analogy with the more confident future employee.
"Hi! My name is Matt! It's nice to meet you!" Matt shook our section leader's hand firmly before again asking, "What kind of person am I portraying this time?"
I respond with, "Someone addicted to mood elevators."
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Posted: Tue Jul 21, 2009 6:46 pm
ok so this one isnt really what the BD said but close.
so our band gives awards at the end of the year and these thing are confidetial. it was in Jazz around Award time and it went somthing like this.
Mr. Carter: no one go in my office i have privite stuff in there.(awards)
Mugzy: Porn?
*Silence*
Mr. Carter: *face of amusment* What?
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