Here's the situation; by BD is so nasty, he has driven away some of the best players. He's rude, condesending, peverted, and has numerous other faults. But those faults are not what caused my ire.
This year, he managed to drive away more four out of eight pit and drummers, to the point where there was no longer a battery line and only one upperclassman in the pit, along with a nieve freshie. And this year's show is fabulose; the Incredibles. I practiced really hard on my bass clarinet, memorizing the first movement and comming to band camp being the only woodwind that actually practiced over the summer. I came the next day to be called into his office with two other girls that I realize, with horror, were part of the pit with me in winterline. My suspicions were confermed as he told me allong side the pit instructor that he wanted me and the other two in pit. The girls aggreed, but I was planing on turning it down; after all, I practiced so hard on my great bassie part, and I had joined winterline on a whim. The peice was a level four and I only had two or three months worth of experience. He went on to say I had a choice; and in the next breath told me he would have no bass clarinets marching on the field, and we would become a pep band if there was no pit. Cornered, not wanting to quit and disapoint the pit instructor who I loved dearly, I grugingly aggreed.
Now I don't know what to do. I skiped marching band my freshman year, the first year the band made finals, to learn and practice the bass clarinet which I now adore heart . I do like pit, but I hate being forced. My hard work over the summer went to waste, and now I can't march. Plus, I will be going into my senior year with one year of marching experience, and how will I gain respect? Most of all, I am very poor and have a school-owned bass clarinet, so if I quit, I might never see it again. I really do not know what to do. I get sad very easily, and this year is looking depressing emo . Marching Band and music, the bane of my exsistance, should be fun, and my BD sucking it all away! Any advice?
This year, he managed to drive away more four out of eight pit and drummers, to the point where there was no longer a battery line and only one upperclassman in the pit, along with a nieve freshie. And this year's show is fabulose; the Incredibles. I practiced really hard on my bass clarinet, memorizing the first movement and comming to band camp being the only woodwind that actually practiced over the summer. I came the next day to be called into his office with two other girls that I realize, with horror, were part of the pit with me in winterline. My suspicions were confermed as he told me allong side the pit instructor that he wanted me and the other two in pit. The girls aggreed, but I was planing on turning it down; after all, I practiced so hard on my great bassie part, and I had joined winterline on a whim. The peice was a level four and I only had two or three months worth of experience. He went on to say I had a choice; and in the next breath told me he would have no bass clarinets marching on the field, and we would become a pep band if there was no pit. Cornered, not wanting to quit and disapoint the pit instructor who I loved dearly, I grugingly aggreed.
Now I don't know what to do. I skiped marching band my freshman year, the first year the band made finals, to learn and practice the bass clarinet which I now adore heart . I do like pit, but I hate being forced. My hard work over the summer went to waste, and now I can't march. Plus, I will be going into my senior year with one year of marching experience, and how will I gain respect? Most of all, I am very poor and have a school-owned bass clarinet, so if I quit, I might never see it again. I really do not know what to do. I get sad very easily, and this year is looking depressing emo . Marching Band and music, the bane of my exsistance, should be fun, and my BD sucking it all away! Any advice?
