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 Posted: Mon Aug 15, 2005 10:49 pm
This happened just last Thursday after night practice one night at band camp... we were receiving announcements from our director when she finished with... "That's all for tonight guys, now go play in the street." Keep in mind we're college kids, and it's 900 at night. rofl It was so damn funny. The entire band goes.. "wtf?"
har har.
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Posted: Mon Aug 15, 2005 10:54 pm
Kitsukai This happened just last Thursday after night practice one night at band camp... we were receiving announcements from our director when she finished with... "That's all for tonight guys, now go play in the street." Keep in mind we're college kids, and it's 900 at night. rofl It was so damn funny. The entire band goes.. "wtf?"
har har.
heart yeah....evil K says some strange things sometimes......
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Posted: Tue Aug 16, 2005 4:15 am
Our band slogan is " Increasing success by lowering standards"
and " A metronome is not a nome that stands at the metro entrance in New York"
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Posted: Tue Aug 16, 2005 8:56 am
When were talking my band director always says "pull you bottom lip over your head and swallow
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Posted: Tue Aug 16, 2005 9:30 pm
my favorite thing the Mad Skow (my director) has ever said has to be "ive never see so much sax on the field!"
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Posted: Tue Aug 16, 2005 11:48 pm
This isn't necessarily funny, but it certainly was entertaining for the moment...and if you knew him, you'd laugh as well.
Last year I had the calmest, most serene and sympathetic band director in the world. He was 52, balding, and his voice wasn't that loud to begin with when he spoke. He was just your regular, all-too normal band director who wore tacky sweaters each and everyday and loved to complain about dynamics.
One day, we managed to piss him off somehow when he was doing something. It was before class actually started because we were waiting for anouncements and everyone was running around, talking, putting instruments together, and getting excited because we had a concert later on that day. Well, out of no where, he started jumping up and down on that podium of his and yelled, "SHUT UP!"
We were shocked.
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Posted: Wed Aug 17, 2005 12:04 pm
Number_09 During "The Great Locomotive Chase:" Mr. B - Sam, did you pick a note? Sam: Yeah... Mr. B - What note did you pick? *Sam holds up fingerings* Mr. B - Now, did you PLAY that note? Sam: No... <_< >_> Like oh my god!! I love that song!! I played it when I was in 8th grade!! We had sooo much fun playing it. The part where you sped up at measure 19, the percusion(me), we were doing it right, but especially the trumpets(all idiots, accept a few), were speeding up like crazy!! Our band director just went with us! It was hillarious!
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Posted: Wed Aug 17, 2005 12:54 pm
"If you hold that note out long, I will slap you...from here...WITH MY TONGUE."
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Posted: Wed Aug 17, 2005 1:10 pm
It wasn't something my band director said. --None of the percusion had any of their equipment, because it was all at another high-school, but we had a break drum. (F.Y.I., I played one in the song the band was practicing at the moment.) I pulled up a chair next to my clarinet friend, and I had a 25 measure rest until I came in with that instrament. All of a sudden, my part came, and everyone just cracked up. My band director was like, you were sitting there, all innocent, and then BAM! Gues ya had to be there. biggrin
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Posted: Fri Aug 19, 2005 12:29 am
Ms. Tiegs - Substitute band Teacher - Cedar Heights Middle School
"Now, you must pay attentioon to the pyramid of sound inorder to have balence. the low instruments play louders to be heard, and the flutes... well, the flutes are high! ...oh gosh, I don't mean... stoner flutes... I mean... high pitched... >_<"
Mr. Kexel - Band Director - Cedar Heights Middle School
"Now... instruments up! *raises baton and conducts... one... two... three!*"
Everyone: *...silenece...*
Mr. Kexel: "Okay... a little louder next time! XD"
Mr. Kexel: "Now, class, on our first day of class, let's play... a note. Infact, pick an interesting note!"
Everyone: *Plays randomly bad note, making a sound similar to a dieing elephant*
Mr. Kexel: "...it's 5th grade all over again! =D"
Mr. Johnson - Band Teacher - Covington Elementary
"Now class... don't miss the rest, okay? =D"
Everyone: *Plays on the rest... XD*
"...let's... try again class..."
Everyone: *Plays on the rest again*
"...thirds a charm! =D"
Everyone: *Messes up again... XD*
"...*Twitches and screams ARGHHH!!!!! *Throws his pencil down, causing it to shatter* ...okay, let's juts take it from the top... XD"
That's all for now... XD I gotta go dig up some memories...
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Posted: Fri Aug 19, 2005 12:35 am
"You don't even have your music? You nippleheads!"
Nipplehead has since then become my most favorite adjective to explain someone who has done something clearly moronic (It's just such a silly idea, you can't possibly get anyone mad with it). As for those poor percussionists, they remembered to have their music for the rest of the year. xd
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Posted: Mon Aug 22, 2005 7:53 pm
When Mr. Hyvarinen was still here, we were practicing a song for concert season, and there was this part that had a ritard in it. The word itself is just asking for it. Ritard. Retard? Yeah.
In the middle of his conducting, he wanted to make sure that all of the band that was playing knew that they had to get the ritard, and oh, how he did. Of course, the drummers were the only ones laughing, because we were the only ones that weren't playing. But, he accidentally said,
"LOOK AT THE RETARD!"
When we were at band camp with our new director, Mr. Franks, he was telling us not to have any 'Tea Service', which is what he calls, 'don't stick your butt out at attention.' When we were at band camp, he had some other people helping us. Greg helped out the Trumpets, Ciceilia helped out the trombones, Laura helped out all the woodwinds, and Mr. Cameron helped out the percussionists. Mr. Cameron was awesome. He was just .. funny. But, the conversation went like this, while Mr. Cameron was standing next to me, and the other drummers.
Mr. Franks: "Alright, so don't .. don't do this.." -shows us the 'tea service', what not to do- "Don't have ANY tea service, alright?"
Mr. Cameron: -turns around to face the drumline- "Alright, so basically what he's saying is, don't have a 'ghetto booty.'"
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Posted: Mon Aug 22, 2005 8:33 pm
we had a packet explaining what we were going to do on a trip to Disneyland, and he talked about how we were going to be crossing a lot of streets and to be careful.
"We will be crossing many streets as needed, so be careful. Remember, if you don't 'C sharp' you'll 'B flat! Hee-hee-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-hoooooooooooo............I kill me.'
that was like the funniest thing ever.
and once he tried to tell us to be more horn like, but ended up saying 'be hornier.' everyone was silent and then busted out laughing. 'no no! more hornLIKE!' we kept laughing.
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Posted: Tue Aug 23, 2005 11:03 am
Mr. Spillman: "Okay, guys, you need to realize that band is 10% physical, and 90% mental." (writes on board: 10% physical, 90% METAL)
Me: "That is a perfect example, Spillman."
Mr. Spillman: "What?"(band points at board and bursts out laughing)
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Posted: Tue Aug 23, 2005 8:37 pm
this morning we were in a block, and our director was looking down files. from the back of the block she yelled to someone in front "r u straight or crooked?"
she also likes to add "re" to the beginning of words: "re-remind" "re-remember"
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