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BAND NERD FOREVER
 
 
Im Justa Dandy Oboe Player ;)....

 
Chamberlain Invitational - Second Place- General Effects, Music, Auxilary-    Superior :)
 
FBA-MPA-STRAIGHT SUPERIORS BITCHES
 
 
 
Its been great marching with you guys ;)
 
 
 
Our halftime show theme this year was a Touch of Jazz which will include Youre the sunshine of my life, Nightingale sang in Berkely Square, and Dont Rain on my Parade!!!!! Its gonna be a great show!
 
 
 
 
 
 
I <3 MARCHING BAND
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
So this year I made section Leader...Im actually really happy but Leadership has been teaching me alot.
 
Everyone thinks its a priviledge like we get more time off or we get to fool around or something? Leaderships a responsibility not a priviledge....It really makes me angry to see people who dont want to be in band at all. Why was your time? If you cant be to the practices because of some really stupid excuses....dont even come. Because your not helping the band at all! Kids these days....I appreciate those kids that are in band for the band...The kids who will one day grow up into wonderful musicians...You know? I just wish people could be a little bit more dedicated.
 
 
I love band...seriously...theres nothing I enjoy more then picking up an instrument and making music....Its just something about playing thats better than the feeling of playing a sport...its like you get such a big feeling of accomplishment from it I love that feeling....Someday Im gonna conduct a huge orchestra with every instrument imaginable and every one in the music world will know my name!!!!
 
 
Thanks for listening to my thoughts about Band and why it means so much to me...Now on to the fun stuff :)
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
BAND GEEK (bando, band nerd, band freak, bandie): A person who is so obsessed with band that they wouldn't dream of being late for band, practice their music as often as possible, and has no real life. They're nice people, except for being insane.
 
 
 
 
A band member must have the kind of determination that will allow them to give of themselves mentally and physically for hours each day, as well as the common sense to keep up all academics and accuire all other responsibilties.......But that dosent mean BAND ISNT FUN!!!
 
 
Why do I Love Band?
Heres just a few of the reasons....

Because of all the people in the band that you have to support you whenever you're having a bad day and feel like you're really going to kill someone until you walk into the band hall and see all your friends leaning against the lockers, and before you know it you're laughing like crazy from some stupid joke from band camp and can't even remember what you were mad about in the first place. Because these people will always be there for you, every day, year after year and you'll always have a place at school where you know you can go to cheer up no matter what. You have not just one person, but MANY people who care about you.

Because whatever mood you're in, you can always dig up an old piece of music to sympathize, or if you're still having a bad day, it's not hard to find something light that you like and feel better by the time you've finished.

Because of the bus rides and the dinners and the late nights out with the band all over town where you desperately want to go to sleep, but can't because you're so hepped up on caffeine and giddiness, and somebody starts dancing and pretty soon everybody is, then somebody trips and the entire line of dancers comes crashing down, everybody laughing and screaming and trying to scramble back up but not quite making it, and then realizing that these people know you better than anyone in the world, and you'd do anything for them, and they the same for you.

Because you can (and will) dance like a fool, and not a single person will care.

Because there IS a band room, and because you know that the school doesn't have a football room, doesn't have a cheerleading room, doesn't have a yearbook room or a breakdancing club room or a student government room. There's ONLY the band room. Think about it, and think about how lucky you are.

Because you know you'll never look at 100 yards of grass or four semicircles of chairs or an old sheet of music the same way again. As soon as you trip into the end zone for the first time, as soon as you sit down on the first day, as soon as you write in a person's name over a solo or circle a dynamic marking or mark in an accidental, you've changed your perspective forever. And you'll keep changing it as long as you're in band. And that's never a bad thing.

Because you can always say, "It's a band thing," to your non-band friends when they start to give you that weird look like they have no idea what you're talking about. And you can know that it really is a band thing, and try as they might, they'll never truly understand.

Because of all the glory you'll ever get from it, that you're always able to walk off the field or the stage with your head held up, even if you walk off without an award, because you know you did everything you could. Or even if you read the audition results and your name is down at the very bottom of the page, it doesn't matter, because you know it was something that you worked hard at and gave your entire being to, and you really succeeded no matter what the list says. Hold your head up and be proud. As long as you try as hard as everyone in band always does, you win. And no matter what, there's always next week, next concert, next semester, next year. And college, beyond that. You still win.

But undoubtedly the best reason to do band is because you don't need a reason; it's just something you do because you enjoy it. You can come to band to break up your school day and go marching after school and improvise in jazz over the winter and come to basketball games on weekends and dress up for graduation band--but you never NEED a reason. It's just fun. To quote Dogbert, "It wouldn't be a hobby if there was a reason."

Why NOT love band?

 
Violin Playing 1
 
 
But whats Band all about?...
 

- practice - putting all your time into it - concerts - poinsettias - going to pep band - mocking the cheerleaders - getting no  sleep - watching the basketball team lose - practicing more - memorizing pitch tendencies - singing annoying songs loudly while the other basketball team is trying to make a free throw - trying to get out of scale jail - auditions - bad auditions - excellent auditions - watching the football team lose - practicing even more - getting tons of new brothers and sisters - having batons thrown at you - breaking batons - watching the girl's basketball team lose - being more tired than you ever thought possible - playing anyway - free pop - standing up - taking bows - tapping your feet to indicate applause - solos and concertinos - harmonies - trust - secrets - practicing even when you don't really want to - having fun - weird nicknames - failing - succeeding - not giving up - being onstage - cracking reeds - neck straps - mutes - dents - water-drinking contests - tying balloons in people's hair - practicing nonstop - charts - music - notes - practicing hard - switching instruments - loading buses - unloading buses - being late - missing everything else - making the band room home - louie˛ - mony˛ - singł - laughing - crying - making other people cry - spending time with the band - section rivalries - listening to the songs come together - being happy - making other people happy - making stuff up - divided parts - hey! - hats - whose fense? (that's not a typo) - competing with cheerleaders, starlettes, sparkettes and northern lights for halftime - doo - dit - dah - sleeping late on days off - waking at all hours - squeaks - learning to transpose - cute little accents - Tromboneski - unexpected stuff - sectionals - knowing the pep band music by heart - having your own special pep band folder - negative 8va - crosstown rivals - audial hallucinations - the bass in the locker with no door - sitting in your own special ticket window - dreams about band - dreams about band waking you up in the middle of the night - dreams about band coming true - nightmares about band - the "there are no freshmen here" line - crises - the tuba that was repaired with duct tape - creating a surrogate social life - stomp, clap, whoosh! - ta-da chords - spirit fingers - improvisation clinics - energy - I can't hear you! - loudness - noise - sound - music - listening to everyone else - listening to yourself - big papa N - Maximus - flags in the face - rifles in the ribs - sabres in the shins - hummers - forgetting your locker combination - having your instrument so cold that the keys stick - having your instrument so cold that it won't fit together - being cold - being hot - being confused - getting lost - finding your place - more dents - messing up - sleeping on buses - horn moves - being alive - feeling dead - the secret trumpet mute-dropping game - the sousaphone dance for drum cadences - the brass pep dance - the not-so-secret woodwind 'My Girl' dance - huge puddles of spit from trombonists - the dwah disease for brass players - watching the high woodwinds get that 'deer in the headlights' look when the drummers speed up during long sixteenth note runs - having trumpet players blast in your ear - seeing the tubist get yelled at - watching the conductors dance on the podium - having the bass clarinetist force you to do stuff - being yelled at by the bass clarinetist - running away from the bass clarinetist - coming in early - staying late - travel - sugar highs - putting everything else second - swinging - blasting - tuning - singing - dancing - tapping - clapping - cheering - breathing - reading - reeding - buzzing - tounging - slurring - just playing - playing together - playing into mouthpieces and reeds - playing well - knowing you did well - EVEN MORE PRACTICE!!!!! -

 

And now on to that stuff in Band thats just FUN!!!!!

 
 
 
You Might Be a Band Geek If...

1. You hear music on the radio and you start marking time.
2. You're walking behind someone and you're in step with them.
3. You try to guess the tempo of your favorite song.
4. All your friends are in band.
5. You don't mind changing clothes on the bus (see below).
6. You know how to change on the bus without revealing anything.
7. People ask you about your social life and you say "Oh you mean band?"
8. You've had a "trombone-ectomy" . (I hear they've got a less invasive procedure now.)
9. You practice your instrument more than you talk to your dog.
10. Being mauled by a drum is a normal part of life.
11. "Armed guard" means a girl with a pole, not a guy with a gun.
12. You remember sharps and flats more easily than you remember the name of the president.
13. You've named your instrument.
14. You see your section more than you see your family.
15. Everyone wants to kill the other football team...and you want to kill the other band.
16. You have dreams about selling band candy.
17. You accidentally call your band director "MOM".
18. Reeds taste good.
19. You subconsciously start practicing with a pencil.
20. You roll step through the cafeteria so you don't spill your food.
21. You're alone and you suffocate because no one's telling you to breathe.
22. The band room is your second home. It is your home if you've got it bad.
23. You think a national monument should be built honoring John Philip Sousa. Hell, they should just chip off one of those president heads and put it there.
24. You've actually been to band camp and consider it the highlight of your summer.
25. You recite the alphabet A through G then start back at A again.
26. Someone could empty their spit valve on your shoe and you wouldn't care.
27. Spit rags/swabbers don't gross you out (see above).
28. You carry cork grease in your pocket.
29. You know what a shako is and insist on calling them that, threatening to kick anyone who dares to call them 'hats'.
30. 9/2 time scares the b'jeezus out of you, while dying a slow painful death in a pit of snakes doesn't.
31. Your philosophy is: "If you don't have your mouthpiece then what the heck is that noise coming out of your mouth?"
32. You and your pals have memorized the entire repertoire for the year and can play your respective parts together...on kazoos.
33. You hear a song on the radio and think: "Hey, this'd make a good pep band song."
34. You don't describe people by going "She's got brown hair, dark eyes, kind of tall..", but go "She's an alto sax."
*35. Your drum major is your hero.*
36. You have a designated section in your closet dubbed "for concert attire".
37. You have a harness/neck strap tan line.
38. Pep band is the highlight of your week.
39. You go around humming the last song you practiced, even if it's Bb major scale. (And start talking in-time yo)
40. A random person could punch you in the face and you wouldn't respond, but you'll fight to the death over who in your section gets to play the solo.
41. Someone yells out "Hey Tuba boy!" and you respond.
42. Your biggest crush was/is your drum major.
43. You go to parades that you are not in and make sure lines are straight, horn angles are parallel, and everyone is in step.
44. You listen to the classical station and can name off songs that you remember playing in band.
45. You always start off on the left foot.
46. You find it complicated to get in step with your reflection.
47. You've seen "Mr.Holland's Opus" 26 times.
48. Everybody in band fights like they're family.
49. When walking down the hall you are in step with your friends. If someone is not, they fall behind or do a little foot shuffle to get in step.
50. You have dents in your furniture from hitting it with drumsticks or spit stains from emptying your valve.
51. You know how to play 10 popular-stand tunes, but know the words to none of them.
52. You point out key changes and dynamics when you listen to the radio.
53. You can strip out of your uniform in less than a minute WITHOUT getting it on the floor in order to use the bathroom.
54. You can carry four different food products at a time and eat them while standing with your instrument on moving bleachers in the rain and not drop any crumbs on your pep band jersey.
55. Having people help dress and undress you isn't even remotely sexually stimulating.
56. You know how to walk on mud without slipping.
57. You miss class to march in a parade.
58. You point out instruments from the music in cartoons.
59. You're still humming band music from three years ago.
60. You start screaming "LEFT! LEFT! LEFT!" to the people that walk in front of you on your way to class.
61. You've never had to pay to get into a football/basketball game.
62. Your feet are together, your knees straight but not locked, your shoulders are back, your head is up, and your eyes are "with pride." 24/7.
63. You've been witness to a fallen xylophone, bells, chimes, or marimba.
64. Your English teacher is discussing banned books and you think - "band books?"
65. You sit at what is known by all as the "Band Table" in the cafeteria.
66. You pile as many band people as you can in one car to go and see "Final Fantasy".
67. You tell people in the movie theater they're humming the "Final Fantasy" tune out of key.
68. You either hate orchestra or are incredibly envious of it.
69. You have ever referred to a specific incident as anal sax
70. The last person who told you band was gay ended up in a dumpster dead
71. Instead of doing the "L = left" thing with your hands, you take one step forward to figure out which is right and which is left.
72. You'll clean up the uniform room for a free soda.
73. You're feeling sick at school, but you don't go home until after band.
74. Your friends who aren't in band hang out in the band room before class starts.
75. You've never ever sat in your class section at a pep rally because you're playing.
76. You still and always will find "Sax-a-ma-PHONE!" entertaining.
77. You find yourself drawing characters in uniforms with instruments. 78. You're in band, but you don 't play an instrument (see below).
79. You like band so much but you don't know how to play an instrument, so you join and become a runner for the band.
80. Normal people bet on horse racing, you bet on the DCI Championship.
81. People you haven't seen since elementary school go up to you and say "Hey, you're that one clarinet girl!"
83. Someone starts clapping and you get nervous.
84. If your dog called you to attention you wouldn't faint out of surprise until the at-ease.
86. If you actually get to watch a parade in the off-season, you get the urge to say things like "Second rank, left file, watch the intervals!"
87. You name the city and the show, your friends know exactly when you're talking about.
*88. Immediate respect for any drum major.*
89. "Beef" has nothing to do with cows.
90. (If you tour) You have a refined ability to walk down an aisle on the edges of bus seats.
91. (See above) You fight over who gets to sleep on the floor. (We werent allowed to sleep on the floor...drive-by shooters would get us)
92. You go into spasms if you aren't in the same room as your instrument for more than two hours.
93. Someone asks you who your favorite band is and you say"High school or college? 4A or 5A school? DCI or what?"
94. Wal-Mart is having a sale on lawn ornaments and you think "Wow, they're selling pit members now?"
95. You dent a tuba and blame it on flag line.
96. When you do squatt and go's to get to a class you are late for.
97. You go to other football games to watch the other band.
98. You play the fight songs for FUN!
99. You listen to band demo CDs in your car.
100. Your CDs consist of mainly orchestral/band music.
101. You can measure 5 yards without a ruler- all you need is to count your steps while you're walking.
102. You end everything with the word "hut".
103. You can stand absolutely still, staring at the wall, for 15 minutes straight.
104. Normal people argue about the Vikings vs. the Packers, you argue about brass vs. woodwinds.
105. Looking at pictures of new instruments turns you on.
106. You know the difference between a baritone and a euphonium.
107. Every research paper you've ever done has been on a composer or arts in the schools.
108. Your band director bans "Contender" in order to play new music.
109. You're upset when you make a 99 in band.
110. You've broken into the band room at least once.
111. Your friends have kids and force them to be in music.
112. You're copying an assignment for another class and you write "Reed pgs150-267", and don't notice it's wrong.
113. You can tune a sax.
114. You don't take "double tounging" as a dirty joke.
115. You sit around in class and try to think of new band geek jokes.
116. A piccolo doesn't hurt your ears.
117. You can play four different instruments, and your mood decides which one you play.
118. Your idea of a recliner is a music posture chiar.
119. You talk to your plume.
120. You've been in a room with over 300 people practicing breath accent cut offs... and there wasn't a director in sight.
121. People call you Flute Girl, but only because you look and sound like her - you really play the trumpet.
122. Your curfew is later if it's an away football game.
123. You've seen the entire band in their underwear.
124. You've stood at attention for half an hour.
125. Even when you're in concert season, you come too close to saying "drop"/"and down" at the end of every piece.
126. You can sit or hold hands with any band member of the opposite sex, but it doesn't mean anything - you're just cold.
127. You have an underground stash of hand warmers.
128. People call where the band room is "The Band Geek Haven".
129. The band director makes you do push-ups for playing "Iron Man" too often.
130. You wish you were at school on the weekends because you forgot to bring your instrument home.
131. You compose music in all of your classes and during lunch.
132. You build a website just for your band.
133. You start humming a show tune from three years ago and your friends join in with their respective parts.
134. On band trips (or anywhere), you and your friends play "Guess That Song" - one person hums a song the band has plays and the others guess what it is.
135. You've had band camp nightmares.
136. You sit with your band director during band trips. Or on the city bus.
137. The only reason you're looking forward to Spring Break is because that's when the band trip is.
138. Watching DCI turns you on.
139. You stay after school or during lunch to play around with songs with your other band friends.
140. You consider your band director one of your closest friends.
141. You don't like people because they don't like band.
142. The ring tone on your phone is an excerpt from your show.
143. You enjoy going to early/late band. Who cares if it's at the crack of dawn, it's the highlight of your day.
144. You weep tears of joy when you get a Superior.
145. You refer to other schools as "Oh yeah, that's the one with the band that played _____", or "We beat their band."
146. You e-mail random people you don't know with "You know you're a band geek" jokes.
147. You go into a field and wonder why there are football players there.
148. You compare yourself to others based on chair placements in band/regionals/all-state.
149. You sometimes wonder why people don't also say "clari-ma-net!"
150. You and your friends try to launch a full investigation to find out who put graffiti in the band bathroom.
152. Your director is throwing out old uniforms, so you ask if you can have one, and then you and your friends wear them around school the rest of the day - frilly tassles not withstanding.
153. You read pages about band geeks.
154. If you're from a warmer state, you wonder why they're talking about hand warmers.
155. You hate American Pie because if you mention band camp to a non-band member (or, as you may call them, a blasphemer), they ask you if you've ever stuck a flute up your... yeah (even though you're a guy), and they still think they're really being original with that one.
156. When people make said joke, you threaten to stick a flute up their you know what.
157. You've tested to see if you can fit in a tuba case.
158. You can confidently tell your friends whether you can or cannot fit into a tuba case.
159. You do the same with a sousaphone case.
160. You know what a piccolo trumpet is.
161. You're talking about instruments with your friends, and you all know what every letter before or after a standard model number stands for.
162. Your "You Know You're a Band Geek when..." page is so successful that people plagarize it. Exhibit A: This site.
163. You dress the lunch line.
164. You've memorized the bumps on the road from the school to the football field.
165. Instead of doing physics homework, you figure out the frequencies (in Hz) of every note in band. (See below)
166. You notice the tuba they refer to on the final is almost exactly a quarter step out of tune.
167. You figure out the exact hearing range of a newborn child... in concert pitches (almost 11 octaves: low Eb to high D).
168. You actually practice.
169. Every person you're currently interested in dating is a band member.
170. You refer to people by their instrument, as in Tuba Mike.
171. You force the entire AP US History bus to watch BOA finals (rewinding back to when the guys fall down... repeatedly).
172. You plan a military coup of the band when your candidate doesn't win Band President. .
173. Your trademark is your instrument's name and then the band that you play in
174. You can't see the material on your uniform because it's so crammed with medals
175. You've tried out every instrument in the band room, regardless of who played it last.
176. The word "fluglehorn" doesn't send you into a fit of giggles.
177. You've spent more money on reeds than on food.
178. Your most used turn-down line is "Sorry, I've got band that night."
179. Telling someone they blow is a compliment.
180. You subdivide while talking.
181. You can quote current prices for mouthpieces.
182. You can identify any instrument and who it belongs to by it's case.
183. You know where every single dent in your instrement came from, or:
184. There isn't a single dent in your instrument because you flip out any time it gets one, so you sprint to the repair shop right away to get it fixed. Bill the repair man won't care if it's 11:30 at night, right?
185. "Rushing" and "dragging" are technical terms to you.
186. You tell time in measures.
187. Having a metronome has gotten you into trouble. Bomb scare my butt.
188. At church you march up to communion in the attention position instead of a praying position.
189. You don't care if you reveal anything on the bus - all the band guys have seen it before anyway.
190. You've marched in your room, back yard, and/or driveway.
191. You've ever marched in front of a mirror to see what you look like and see if you can do certain moves correctly.
192. You tell the incoming freshmen "This one time, at band camp" stories... like the time that one guy caught his car on fire and act it out in detail like it happened an hour ago, and your best buds laugh so hard they cry.
193. After the uniform, you'll never be threatened by any outfit that has more than 20 steps to get in and out of it for as long as you live.
194. You and your friends eat lunch in the band room.
195. You and your friends march your show from 2 years ago in gym while humming your parts as you go.
196. The word "fingering" doesn't make you think gross thoughts.
197. You can scale the stadium seats with ease, but you trip on the stairs in your house.
198. You know all the section chants that are yelled at all the football games.
199. You hum pep band tunes in the shower.
200. Out of boredom, you learn how to play your show on harmonica.
201. You've been in Band so long that your uniform acutally fits now.
202. You think of halloween costumes that involve pieces of your uniform. (See 227.)
203. Your band is doing a Christmas parade and the parade people made the band get there 2 hours early; it's freezing cold so various band members begin to drift into a gas station to get warm and eventually, the whole band is in there and ends up playing through the field show for the gas station people.
204. (For drum majors) During practice, the podium doubles as a shelf for your personal stuff, such as water bottles, jackets, drill, etc.
205. You've seen a trumpet player's lips get stuck to his mouthpiece because it was so cold outside.
206. You've become able to fall asleep any time and any place because the opportunities are so few and far between that you have to take advantage of them when they're there.
207. When a teacher yells at you for talking in class, it's usually because you were talking about band.
208. You have certain songs that your bus sings on every bus ride, and you have to supress the urge to belt them out on non-band bus rides.
209. You can cuddle up to and/or share a blanket with anyone in band, and nobody will assume anything about the status of your relationship.
210. You can change into your uniform outside in the rain in 2 minutes without getting anything wet other than directly from the sky.
211. You can walk up to anyone in band and fix any part of their uniform without saying anything other than giving them your instrument and saying, "Hold this."
212. You see your fellow band members more than your siblings, and your director and instructors more than your parents.
213. You and your friends gossip about the drum majors' personal lives
214. Yet, you do still enjoy gossiping about other people in band, and you know that if you're in band, your personal life is no longer personal, and there's no point in trying to keep it that way.
215. You go up to the band room to practice during all of your study halls, not just because you need to practice, but because you want to be in the band room.
216. After crying tears of joy for your great score at finals, you cry tears of sadness because marching band is over.
217. As a junior who has never done color guard, you decide to join winter guard because you just can't stand the thought of not having "that feeling" for the rest of the year. 218. You never question the unwritten rule that nobody other than percussionists can go inside the drum closet.
218. You cried when you found out that you made drum major.
219. You get bored in class so you pick random people who aren't in band and decide what they would play if they were based on their personalities.
220. Your idea of a fun Saturday night is spending it at a band competition and the bus ride home.
221. It does not bother you at all that every Saturday, you spend over 12 hours doing something band-related.
222. You can tune a piccolo.
223. Tuning out the trumpets is second nature to you.
224. It's 2:00 in the morning and you think: "Hey great, I still have time to practice my clarinet before school starts!"
225. You actually DO practice your clarinet at 2:00 in the morning
226. When you're in concert band and you're watching the halftime show and hear 4 guys blow their airhorns in the stands and then you don't talk to anyone for the whole 2nd half of the football game because you are so mad.
227. You use your white marching band overalls to be an Oompa Loompa for Halloween, (complete with green hair, mind you) and your friends refer to you as "the devil in a band uniform."
228. You go to the band room at lunch and watch the Cadets' field show, even though you have already seen it every day for the past month.
229. (See above) You still ooh and aah at everything.
230. You don't have to wonder what a guy in band looks like in his boxers, because you've probably already seen him change.
231. You get to brag to your non-band friend(s) that you saw ____ in his boxers.
232. If someone tries to walk through the band, you yell offensive expletives and kick them out with the help of everyone else in your rank.
233. Holding your section leader's instrument is considered an honor.
234. When introducing yourself to a fellow band geek online you say "I''m the clarinet/flute girl" and they still don't know who you are.
*235. You say "I have a crush on the drum major" and you are automatically friends with the ľ of the girls in band*
236. Thinking the drum major is hot is normal.
*237. Stalking the drum major is normal*
238. If you're in the clarinet or flute section, you meet a new person every day that you didn't know was in your section.
*239. You stick your tongue to a frozen pole because your drum major told you to*
240. You know your drum major's home phone, address, e-mail, and license plate number by heart.
252. On your bye-week you go to other people's football games.
253. You and your boyfriend go to a Marching Competition instead of Homecoming.
254. You spend hours a day trying to think up something good to put on the 'You know you're a band geek when...' list.
255. You know your a band geek when you have dated someone from each section of the band... including the drummers.
256. You're so used to having things thrown at you at short notice that you assume there will be a pep rally or parade every Friday afternoon (and on all holidays) and are shocked when there's not.
257. You have competitions with who can hum their parts the best and loudest with the bus parked next to you at Festival.
258. You've spent a good hour reading 257 signs of being a band geek when you were convinced by about number 10. (scary stuff, man)
259. You've been to your directors' house almost as much as you've been to your own.
260. You've been away from home so many times in the past month that your parents forget you live there.
261. You hear a story of some random band idiot and automatically assume it was a drummer (or in extreme cases, a trumpet)
262. You've been in band so long that you've had almost every locker and still remember the combination.
263. You have more music than notes and textbooks combined.
264. You can recall at least 50 other band web sites off the top of your head.
265. More than half of your shirts are band related.
266. ...and you actually wear them...
267. ...on the same days as your section.
268. You know everything about everyone in band such as phone numbers, favorites and siblings names.
269. You find that most of your closest friends belong to band. Other people just can't relate.
270. Icy winds and sub-freezing temperatures at football games don't bother you. Who needs feeling in their toes? Marching band is worth it! Or if your from the south your instrument actually melted during band camp
271. You are truly outraged when "opposing bands" presume that they can play "Contender" (or any other song, for that matter) better than your marching band can.
272. You spend as much time practicing your instrument(s) as you spend doing homework. Wrong notes are something that happens to other people.
273. You download songs that you play in band because they're so much better than the songs playing on the radio.
274. You want to be a band director when you grow up.
275. You rank your fellow band members in order of their nerdiness.
276. You become psychotic with rage upon finding out that you are only second on said nerdiness list.
277. When "Greensleeves" is in your repetoire, you start wearing green shirts to band in order to subconsciously convince your director to let you play it.
278. You feel slighted because a list such as this so inadequately expresses your love for band.
279. After school every day you go directly to the band room and talk to your band director and band friends and order pizza with him.
280. You are angry that your band director doesnt have the same lunch as you.
281. You have whole cds of drum cadances that you listen to over and over.
282. You aren't a drummer but you can play every cadance as if you were one.
283. The drummer in your class gives you a funny look after you play all the cadances on your desk (see above).
284. Your favorite memories and stories are from band trips.
*285. You've developed an infatuation for your drum major*
286. You get mad if the desks in your row aren't straight.
287. Your favorite mode of transportation is yellow and seats 45.
288. You have no life and LOVE IT!
289. You have a farmer's tan from the last band camp.
290. (For trombones) You know what it feels like to have your slide frozen in place (see below). Reason #12 to play woodwind.
291. When your slide is frozen, you start thinking of alternate postitons so you can still play most of your show.
292. You have nightmares about dropping your slide on the field.
293. You drive by your director's house over Christmas break, even though you know she's out of town
294. When considering the weight of any object, you measure it multiples of the weight of your sousaphone or tuba.For example, your little brother weighs about two sousaphones.
295. You switch instruments so often you don't know which section you belong to and develop multiple personalities.
296. When you're kicked out of the band room for lunch you have absolutely no idea where you're going to go.
297. You can't picture yourself dating/marrying a non-band person.
298. All you have to do to con a new freshman/sophmore into doing something is say "Come on, its band tradition."
299. People don't believe you when you say band chicks/guys are hot.
300. You skip prom because you have all-state/drum corps practice.
301. You don't even notice that you're pecking anymore.
302. You speak more than 25 words in Latin, French, and Italian (poco meno moso, anyone?)
303. Your instrument cost you more than your car.
304. Your ceiling has holes, and you can remember the specific toss that caused them.
305. You've carried a sabre or rifle to class and no one noticed.
306. The term "6-mallet technique" frightens you.
307. You've ever been run down by a tuba (or quads).
309. You know how to tune a drum... and you aren't a percussionist.
310. You've ever performed emergency surgery on an instrument (with or without duct tape).
311. You've invented a new acronym for the order of sharps.
312. You know the pitches of all the sounds your bus makes.
313. Forget fingernails on a chalkboard: out-of-tune flutes make you cringe.
314. You would take physics just to learn about sound waves.
315. You've ever turned a metronome on and it brought back memories.
316. You saw Drumline more than once, even though it was that bad and have counted the mistakes in the movie
317. You've skipped a class to go watch one of your school's other bands practice.
318. You've ever tried to play two instruments at once.
319. ... and you succeeded.
320. You've played an instrument that's older than you are.
321. You know the acoustics of every room in your house.
322. You have ever used cork grease for chapstick.
323. When you do finally date a non-band member, it doesn't matter, because the director lets him ride on the bus to all the away games as long as he wears a band t-shirt too.
324. You regularly order pizza to the band room for lunch because it has its own outside door.
325. If you're late to school, you know you can just go in the band room door and be fine.
326. You've discovered the beauty of privacy in practice rooms after school.
327. When you *gasp* don't have band practice, all of your band friends come over to hang out and you spend a lot of time discussing the proper succession of drum majors for the next four years and wish that the current one would fail just to stay a few years longer
328. As a senior, you have your freshman, and are proud of how well you've taught them tradition.
329-338 are for us university band geeks:
329. You still cry when you hear the band-bus theme song from your senior year.
330. You actually go to college intending to major in music education.
331. All your friends are music ed majors or in the marching band.
332. Your first criteria for college is that it have a marching band, even though you intend to major in something else. (Like history, or science...)
333. Your college essay is all about how marching band was the best thing that ever happened to you.
334. You have vehement arguments with your college marching band friends about whether they're "chickens", "plumes", or "fuzzy bunny dicks."
335. You decide to drop concert band for more time to practice, but would never think of dropping marching band.
336. You go to your old high school's homecoming and follow the band for the whole parade, playing along on the kazoo.
337. You inform your former band director that if he doesn't pick your choice as drum major he will die.
338. The band director listens.
339. You're a Goth girl who plays first chair flute/picc, and everyone hates you for not being popular and STILL getting first chair.
340. Locking a freshman in a cubby is the highlight of your morning.
341. You march in red Converse sneakers and actually think that you're cool
342. You get excited about hearing the next field show ideas.
343. You lose your voice from screaming at competitions
344. You make freshman/1st years wear signs that state that they are the band bitch.
346. You know how to make your own slide/valve oil.
347. You know where every piece of equipment belongs in your band trailer.
348. You've ever been sent to find a gock and actually know what your looking for.
349. Most of the people your little brother knows are your friends from band.
350. People stop calling you a band nerd because you take it as a compliment.
351. You get excited when the staff finally gets a new tuner.
352. You encourage your director to set out said tuner so you can try it out.
354. When introducing yourself, you say your instrument, row, and file whether or not it's marching season.
355. You make fun of people because they play on Ricos during concert season.
356. You make fun of people because they play on VanDorens during marching season.
357. You judge another player by the hardness of their reeds/size of their mouthpiece.
358. The song "Seventy-Six Trombones" bothers you, because everyone knows you can't just have ONE tuba in a band.
359. When non-band people have band questions, they come to you first.
360. You arrange for the entire band to sing "Happy Birthday" to your director. On the field. At the beginning of practice.
361. If you must go into the drum room (Cause your clarinet/flute has to be kept in there) you've learned to ignore the drummers as you run in, grab your intrument and leave.
362. You know the feeling of marching with one shoe in the mud because you lost it on the first backwards slide.
363. After getting your wisdom teeth out, all you can think about is not being able to play your trumpet for a week.
364. You write a three page newspaper article for the school paper about band.
365. Your director threatens to punch you in the face because you turned your head at a competition.
366. You volunteer to erase marching music.
367. You buy a Bach-Stadivarrius trumpet, and have to work off the you owe to your parents .
368. You start working on your All-County solo piece a year ahead of time to you make sure you have it absolutely perfect before try-outs.
369. You have a broken knee cap and can barley move, but still come to school just in time for band class (last period of the day).
370. You actually know what "L'istesso Tempo" means, because you just frantically studied for the terminology quiz in band that day.
371. You go through you scales on you imaginary instrument during U.S. History class.
372. You form "The Band Geek Club"/have friends that are in the club.
373. You join flag corps.
374. (see above) You endure running the 70-yard dash in 20 seconds back and forth many times in a row because the band can't get the drill right.
375. You wait outside the band room every morning for the band director to arrive.
376. All your white shirts and your white carpet have valve oil stains on them.
377. You know you're a band geek when you take the time to think of all of these "You know you're a band geek when..."
378. You believe football is just the warm up for the band.
379. You have smacked a football player with a flag pole marching around the track.
380. You have ever pulled scarfs out of your pants or briefs for a drum break feature.
381. If an adminstator wants to find you, all they have to do is walk down to the band room.
390. You get upset because you have to miss the band car wash.
391. You fall asleep in the band room after getting home from a competition and you wake up the next morning in a French horn locker.
392. You wear your dinkles like slippers
393. You start singing songs such as "Hannuka in Jewish" (deck the halls with big menorahs, falala..) in 7/8 for fun.
394. Someone will start singing a section of a piece in the halls and everyone will jump in with their parts in perfect harmony.
395. You can have a whole conversation with each other by just singing lyrics from various broadway musicals such as RENT and Chicago.
396. Your band directors automatically expect you to pick them up food everytime you go to Subway, even if you hadn't talked to them before.
397. You go down to Subway in a jeep with 11 bandies in it...including 4 people in the trunk.
398. After school, you try and race your friends to see who can get to the band room first.
399. Your younger siblings can sing your show music forwards and backwards from all of the times you've practiced it at home.
400. You're reading this now instead of doing a midterm paper due tomorrow.
401. For those of you who do not have a marching band at your school, you desperately want a marching band and you have suggested it many times to your band conductor.
402. Because you don't have a marching band, you join a fife-and-drum corp so you can learn something new and get to march in parades and see how much fun it is.
403. You know what key every instrument in the band is in and can transpose between them.
404. You can't figure out how you ever lived without band before you started playing your instrument.
405. Your locker has a alarm system on it.
406. People wonder why you and your friends ALWAYS walk in step together.
407. You don't feel comfortable until you're in step.
408. You have dated someone from every section, and your're wishing that the seniors wouldn't have to go, that way you could successfully make round 2 on dating all the saxaphones.
409. You take it personally when your band director remarks that your note is flat.
410. You actually MISS the 4 hours of practice in concert season, and you hate that your metabolism has returned back to its normal state.
411. You don't get aroused when your director wants you to "F Around the Room"
412. When someone says "Justin" it's not for a person, it's for a cadence.
413. You wore out your Dinkles before you wore out your Nikes during football season.
414. Finger your parts. Come on, you know you want to.
415. Valve oil is practically a bodily fluid.
416. You hear rumors about people in band before the actual events occur.
417. The underclassmen get the ugly plumes.
418. You want to be section leader so you can get out of formation to talk to your friends... er... check the horn angles.
419. You want to be section leader so you can sit on the end of the bleachers. Leg room is a signal of your power.
420. There are specific dances needed for certain cadences, chasers, and fight songs. Participation is NOT optional. Do not indict yourself!
421. Oh, you did DCI in high school? That's cool. It doesn't mean squat.
422. All you need to fix a woodwind is a lighter, a tissue, a piece of paper, and a pair of tweezers.
423. All the parties you have outside of band end up being band parties anyway. Who else would you invite?
424. When you watch Star Wars with band friends you each sing your parts.
425-440: More from the university crowd. Rock on!
425. You hate Ohio State's marching band for one reason only: You are a woodwind.
426. You cried when you saw Morgan State's marching band.
427. You practiced your Harlem Shake so you could audition for Morgan State's marching band.
428. More than half the songs on your MP3 playlist are band songs.
429. You hear your instrument in all symphonic songs. "Ooh! I hear a french horn! That's me!" or "Did you hear that bass clarinet stinger?"
430. You put the release date of Drumline on your calendar a month before the previews were on TV.
431. "Push it in" and "Pull out" are perfectly acceptable terms for tuning.
432. "Push it in" and "Pull out" are not pornographic terms.
433. You make friends with the T.A.
434. "8 to 5" is not a work day.
435. You can tell people didn't do band if they
a) have bad posture
b) walk with their feet out
c) are not in step with the people in front or beside them
d) you're not friends with them
436. You can clap, sing, and sizzle almost any rhythm put in front of you.
437. You have a specific diet for marching season. (mountain dew, rice crispy treat, and
m & m's)
438. You can remember your uniform number from high school.
439. You know who has that one now just by a glance.
440. You ask to be the chaperone on your high school band's trips the year after you graduate.
441. At least one of the pictures in your room is of you in a band uniform.
442. You don't have to ask why the drummers have rubber bands on their wrists.
443. You don't question when someone says they're a Boner.
444. The stands next to the band are reserved, too. For the band parents.
445. On long band trips, you know what's going on in the seat ahead of you, because you did it on the last band trip...
446. You pretend to be disgusted when someone brings it up (see above).
447. You already know what instrument you want your kids to play. Yours of course!
448. If I say "One-ee and-a two-ee and-a" you can draw a picture of it.
449. You know the security guard in the music store by name.
450. You remember drill from freshman year of high school.
451. You hear the rival band playing a version of your band's pep tune and you say "that is such a bad arrangement."
452. There is at least one person in the band you refer to with a shudder or a swoon
453. The football and basketball teams call you the twelfth and sixth man, respectively.
454. When Tampa Bay won the Superbowl, you freaked when the head coach gave credit to the band first.
455. You stay up to 2 o' clock after the game talking about all though wrong notes you played.
456. You Take your instrument for a monthy check up at the local music service store; you can never be too careful.
457. Conversations don't get interesting until the topic of "band" comes in.
458. Your ego inflates everytime you go on a band trip (ie Rose Bowl, Macy's).
459. You can walk into your junior high school when you're a senior and you band teacher still knows you by sight, name, and what instrument(s) you played.
460. (Woodwinds) You freak out every time someone calls you a "field ordament", and still hold strong to the fact that brass sucks.
461. You know how it feels to have to run off the field pushing a marimba with a faulty wheel *AND you know the exact angle to push so that wheel works*
462. (Flutes) You felt a lot better after seeing American Pie 2 just so that you could get even with the trumpets for saying "And this one time, at band camp..." one too many times.
463. When you sign up for instrumental class in school, you are absent 3/4 of the time and still end up with an 85% average.
464. You face daily death threats for getting first chair saxophone when you are a) the youngest member of the band and b) there are seniors that should have taken the position.
464. You have perfected the art of playing with a broken, torn or rippled reed.
465. You can mentally replay every song in your bands repertoire from memory, down to the trumpet solo.
466. You bow before entering the instrument room.
467. The inside of your mouth is lacerated from all the biting down for the high notes.
468. Your lips are absolutely ripped.
469. You hear a piece of music called "Dusty Trombone" and think: "Blasphemy!"
470. You have to get braces from your mouthpiece being stuck in your mouth all the time
471. You swear and attest every single day that the tenor sax can beat the crap out of alto any day of the week.
472. You feel as though it is your duty as a citizen to play the "Hockey Night in Canada Theme" every Saturday night, to the annoyance of your family members.
473. You're in Jazz band and become bitter enemies with your best friends from the Concert bands.
474. You are able to play your solo from any song using your mouthpiece alone.
475. Your reed is so well used that your band director begs you to throw it out.
476. After said throwing out, you hold a funeral, and build a coffin for your reed.
477. You weep for weeks after this funeral.
478. You take Italian just so you can show off your smarts on your next music theory exam.
479. you offer to carpet the ceiling of the band room so your solos will echo less
480. You offer to vacuum the carpeted ceiling of the band room, so your solos won't echo.
481. When your friend sings out a song in "da da daaa" you know exactly which song they are talking about.
482. When you saw the movie "Drumline" and felt some sort of joy that a movie intereprets band as a sport.
483. Not only do you remember marching music from last year, but also the parts for at least three different insturments.
484. You go home after a football/basketball game and practice your pep band tunes.
489. Polychords don't scare you.
490. You got bored, so you composed a song then had your band sight read it the next day.
491. Your band hates you because your song has 5 flats. (see above)
492. You can march to 9/8.
493. You are good at marching to 9/8.
494. You can conduct in 1/1, 2/2 (or 2/4), 3/4, 4/4, and 5/4 with little effort.
495. ...and you're a sophmore.
496. You constantly pester you band director with new marching show ideas.
497. When you get a song by Bach, the first thing you look for is a tritone.
498. To your dismay, you don't find one. (see above)
499. You know what a tritone is.
500. You love tritones (especially if you're in jazz band).
501. You can read a twelve bar blues.
502. And solo to it. (see above)
503. And make it sound decent. (see above)
504. And you're not in jazz band. (see above)
505. You have all 84 major, minor and natural modal scales memorized and can play them on cue (Ionian, Dorian, etc...).
506. You computer desktop picture is a picture of your marching band, and you can find yourself in the picture with little effort.
507. You stay after school, solely for the purpose of playing the drum set without having the drum captain yell at you.
508. You get "SAX ARMY" printed on your letterman jacket.
509. Despite the fact your school doesn't have an orchestra anymore, you learn how to play cello.
510. You have a Percy Grainger t-shirt
511. You spend four out of six periods in the band room during school.
512. The whole band is on your buddy list.
513. All-State auditions are a major social event.
514. You count jazz eighth notes in math class with the other jazz band kids... just for the fun of it.
515. You play air French Horn.
516. People get your attention by calling out your uniform number.
517. You tell your other teachers to call you by said number.
518. You memorize all the trombone chants.
519. You memorize them in hopes of using them as your section cheer next year (see
above), and you secretly wish you were a trombone.
520. You yell out your section's chant even if no-one's backing you, and you don't feel embarrassed.
521. You only visit FanFiction.net to read the Marching Band section (in Misc).
522. You're still kicking yourself for missing that one practice where all the flutes played in tune with each other.
523. You are able to pick out and name all the different chords in your favorite songs (which are band songs anyway).
524. During silent reading time, you try to pursuade your teacher to let you read your music.
525. You use your band teacher as your councelor, advisor, and shoulder to lean on.
526. Your pet(s) run away when you open your horn case.
527. You know the difference between a french horn and a melliphone.
528. You start looking in the other sections' boxes to see the quotes or interesting phrases in them.
529. You remember all of your director's strange anecdotes.
530. You trace back your family history with what instrument they played.
531. You don't need pain medication: just the memory of running drills numbs the pain.
532. You have stopped envying the pit for not having to march: their parts are much harder than yours.
533. It means something to have marched 180+ tempo.
534. You spend Friday night watching band videos when not at a football/basketball game of course
536. You drive 550 miles to go to Scouts practice every weekend.
537-542: You know you're a band geek's kid when...
537. Your dad's best friend is your band director.
538. You've gone to so many concerts that by the time you're 3, you can direct in six-eight time.
539. Your dad organizes band competitions.
540. Your parents go to band competitions an hour early to save seats for everybody else's parent.
541. When you were four you danced with the flag girls while
wearing a bikini for your dad's marching band when they played "Itsy Bitsy Teeny Weeny Yellow Polka-Dot Bikini".
542. You could carry 4 music stands at once by the time you were six.
543. You start relating your horoscope to upcoming band competitions and events.
544. You don't look in the classifieds for cars. You're looking for a new private instructor.
545. You know how to insert the bocal of a bassoon into a trombone lead pipe to produce a "tromboon" (an instrument made infamous by PDQ Bach, sounding something like a badly pitched lawn mower).
546. A friend of yours, who is learning the bassoon, learns that if you finger the lowest note, and someone else sucks on the bell (like a bong), it produces the overtone series of unpleasant squawks, and subsequently runs around the music building/complex/suite yelling, "SUCK IT!" and shoving his bassoon in anyone's face.
547. You have been removed from a "claimed" practice room by being lifted and thrown into the hallway.
548. You have your own practice room.
550. You enjoy scaring your dachshund by playing multiphonics on the saxophone.
551. COLLEGE STUDENTS ONLY: you know exactly how much beer to drink out of your bottle to produce the tones of a dominant seventh chord.
552. Worse off, you actually sit with 3 other people for an hour tuning said beer bottle dominant seventh chord.
553. You mistakenly spell it "spinal CHORD" on your biology exam (not spinal cord, as you should have spelled it).
554. You know the differences between German, French, Italian, and Neopolitan sixths. None of which are pizza.
555. You will travel up to 3 hours to go to a decent music store.
556. You own Eastman Wind Ensemble CD's.
557. Your instrument has its own insurance policy.
558. The idea of getting a car your junior year is wonderful because it means you can hang out in the band room longer because you don't have to catch the bus
559. You hardly ever refer to people by their real names; you call them whatever nick name they were given freshman year.
560. All your non band friends hate you because the conversation always turns to band stuff.
561. No one calls your mom Mrs. Smith - they call her Band Mommy Smith.
562. You know the gross joke behind each sections band t-shirts. (Woodwinds Finger Fast, Trombone Kama-Sutra: we do it in 7 positions, Kicking brass, Rule one for safe sax: always use protection).
563. You have no idea where anything is in your room except for all your band music, drill books from all years you were in band, your concert clothes, band shoes, and both of your instruments.
564. Your sole basis for dating a guy is what instrument he plays.
565. Your band-mates all have band-related screen names
566. You can tune almost any instrument, and play exerpts from a solo of such, but you can't figure out how to type.
567. Your friends call you a faggot and you don't mind (actually, it's a compliment... and for non-bandies, faggot is German for bassoon).
568. People can ask you if you fingered your faggot today, and you won't clock them.
569. If you call the pit guys faries they will hit you with mallets until you ring Bb.
570. You have attempted to ride the marimba to the football field, and it resulted in what you'd like to call "sport-related injuries."
571. No, the vibes won't go faster if it's icy.
572. Bass clarinet players are notoriously short; about half the size of a sousaphone.
573. After marching band season, you never have to buy shoes again... until next year.
574. Even scarrier than 9/2 time: a flag girl with an attitude and a rifle.
575. You have a year-long argument over which is a subdivision of which: emo, or punk, and then you compromise by saying that marching music beats all.
576. Low brass gets pissy because a bassoon, bass clarinet, and baritone sax are included in this unfair generalization.
577. You know that the clarinet is stalking the bassoon player, who thinks the other clarinet player is hot, who consults the stationary keyboard player on Final Fantasy stuff, who is best friends with the bassoon player.
578. This is your version of the "Kevin Bacon game"
579. With the uniforms scattered haph-hazardly on a crowded bus, you can still find yours in the dark silence that follows a competition. Or party, either one.
580. You get bored in class, you compose music that is a variation on a variation of a re-arranged exerpt from a previously played band song.
581. You tell your friends that the guy you're dating isn't in band, you rationalize by saying: "Well, he plays a drumset..." but it doesn't help.
*582. You have real debates about what drum major is hotter, and all of a sudden, you have to choose who your real friends are.*
583. You seriously think of putting a sign at the middle of the bus, proudly stating, "COLORED SECTION" (of course, to indication that section is colorguard only).
584. You proudly display that you're a band geek on every article of clothing, including underwear.
585. That dweeby bass clarinet player is actually allowed to zip you out of your pants.
586. Being in extreme heat (or cold) for long periods of time is normal to you.
587. You notice the school bell is out of tune.
588. Your parents were so sick of you playing your instrument in the middle of everything, they gave you your own practice room.
589. You get enraged whenever anyone gives you the American Pie joke, even if you've never seen American Pie.
590. You and your band friends all get together at slumber parties to watch band videos from the years before you joined band.
591. You are ecstatic when you find out you are getting new uniforms next year, but you feel a little sad and nostalgic, too.
592. You want to punch someone when you learn that you're getting new uniforms not next year, but the year AFTER next, when you'll have already graduated.
593. Your suspenders have so little elastic left in them, you have to double them over and safety-pin them to keep your pants up.
594. You have shoe-polishing parties.
595. You know that the cigarette paper and dollar bills that woodwinds keep in their instrument cases has nothing to do with illegal activities.
596. You go to band competitions you're not in to check out the hot guys in band uniforms.
597. You make jokes about shanks, bores, and lead pipes.
598. You refer to pieces you play by the conductor/arranger and not the title.
599. Singing on the bus after away games is called "Bus Choir".
600. Bus Choir kicks the actual choir's ass.
601. You get walkie talkies so you can overhear the staff's walkie talkie conversations.
602. You have lengthy online conversations about this list with your friends.
603. You write a TON of stories that in some way relate to band and/or are based on people/events in your band program.
604. You complain about people who can't sing/dance to a beat.
605. Your mom comments on how similar your band director looks to your dad and you almost quit band because of it.
606. Your license plate says "BNDGK"
*607. You know your drum majors license plate, phone #, address, and schedule.*
608. While reading some of these things you say "wow that sounds like a great idea!" and then you go and do it.
609. You're surprised when a non-band person doesn't know what a ligature is.
610. You know the band directors from other schools.
611. You've had to buy extra memory space for you computer because of all the classical midi files and downloadable sheet music you've saved.
612. You actually paid for some of that downloadable sheet music, and it was probably most of "The Lincolnshire Posy."
613. You can spell "Lincolnshire"
614. You skip family vacations to march in Memorial Day parades.
615. (Horn players) You have threatened to move out if your little brother took up the alto sax.
616. (Alto sax players) You have threatened to move out if your little brother took up the French horn.
617. You've been kicked out of the practice rooms to give other kids a chance, so you went and practiced in the bathrooms instead.
618. Your parents were forced to buy a bigger car just to fit the people from your section in it.
Woot, it's more for the band geeks of higher education. Repreizzent. (619-630)
619. You join the band fraternity or sorority.
620. You have marching band comic strips taped to your dorm room wall.
621. You eagerly follow Bowl Game schedules to see if maybe you'll go somewhere warm and sunny in December.
622. You know what Aural Skills is... and you're not a music major.
623. Grad assistants on wiggly ladders are very funny to you.
624. You've written a constitution for your section.
625. You come back to visit your high school band, and you stand at attention when it's called.
626. You have called the university directory service to get the phone number for "a blonde alto, she's a girl, I think she's from Ottumwa (Iowa), goes by the name Kegstand" and are surprised when you are told they can't help you.
627. (Saxes) You have ever used your upturned neck and mouthpiece to simulate a bong/crack pipe.
628. You have ever mocked the ROTC guys for being out of step during pre-game.
629. Even though you are falling down drunk, you are still able to march perfectly and not miss a note.
630. You have deep, meaningful relationships with people and yet know them only by their nicknames and instrument.
631. Your clarinet section smokes weed, gets caught, and your season ends two weeks early - resulting in you missing the Bowl you get to play at this year. You're so upset that you missed them, that you still go just to watch even though you have to cry through the entire thing.
632. You can direct all the past shows before you were drum major, and challenge the old drum major that you can direct it better.
633. You refuse to participate in a joint sectional with trumpets.
634. You're head band librarian. And you actually have assistant librarians.
635. You tell the band aides what to do, because you're one of them, too.
636. The director pulls you out of your aide period to work with the lower band's clarinets
637. Interpretive dance isn't just for the Guard anymore... it's a section-leading way of life.
638. EVERY piece of flag work has a name.
639. You go beyond naming your instrument, and have names lined up for your next couple of purchases.
640. You have a favorite Guard outfit
641. You tell people to forward your mail to the band room.
642. If anyone needs you, they can leave a note in your band locker
643. You stop speaking to your section for a week when they don't come to sectionals.
644. You come to marching band playing sectionals even though you're in Guard.
645. The thought of not making it into the music school at your college of choice brings you to tears.
646. You won't see your best buds during the entire summer after your graduation because they'll be marching DCI and you'll be at college band events.
647. You KNOW when the tuner is screwed up: NOBODY is THAT flat... except the picc.
648. The directors for the music department have to kick you out of the music department at 7:00 every night (including weekends).
649. The highlight of your weekend was the party at your music instructors house.
650. Your instructors ask you to run errands for them, and let you borrow their cars to do so.
651. You have keys to your instructors houses/cars.
652. All the band moms can get in a kickline and play various parts of your show... from memory.
653. You lock your car doors and you try to match the pitch of the beep with a note.
654. You conduct to the music on the radio in the car--while driving.
655. You tell horror stories to freshmen about "the year we had 8 sets of double time!"
656. The shoes you wear with your tux to the prom have rounded heels.
657. You stack the band room chairs up to the 18-foot ceiling.
658. You go to EVERY band function, even though you're a cheerleader.
659. You manage to get a hold of a band t-shirt and wear it at least once a week, even though you're a cheerleader.
660. You have the best band locker (even though you're a freshman)
661. You're a freshman who didn't do marching band (damn that cheerleading), but everyone else in Wind Ensemble (not only your section) still knows you.
662. You quit cheerleading to join marching band.
663. You have band t-shirts from before you got to your school.
664. You scream bloody murder and cry when you get a one on your solo at festival.
665. You visit music websites every day even though you know exactly what's on them.
666. You order free band brochures because you want to hang the free poster on your wall.
667. You're a member of at least 3 school sponsored bands.
668. A member of the band has printed out this list, passed it around the room during rehearsals, and 3/4 have sat around after school highlighting the best ones.
669. You're in the laziest band in Florida, and you don't care.
670. You're willing to take a subway ride all the way across the city for band rehearsals, and come home at 11:00 just for the joy of it.
671. You're in the official pep band for a pro football team, and lord over all your friends the free tickets you get.
672. A 96% in band class is low.
673. Your grade in band is over 120%.
674. Your grade in band is over 140%.
675. There's a sale at the music store, and - much to the annoyance of the staff - you camp out for 3 days in tents waiting for it to happen.
676. You run around the school yelling "I'M AN ARGONOTE!!!" at the top of your lungs, and you are the only one who doesn't think you're crazy. (Argonotes are the official marching band of the Toronto Argonauts, of the Canadian Football League.)
677. It's Argonotes- not the Argonotes, thank you very much.
678. You've been expelled for playing a solo 9 octaves up, when you were warned to play no more than 2 octaves up.
679. You get a letter from Reed College and immediately think of your clarinet.
680. You cut physics class on a regular basis to go hang out in the band room. When you start to learn about frequencies and pitch, though, you show up to every class and immediately become the best student. Subsequently, your physics teacher thinks you are possessed and sends you to the nurse. (But nooooooo!!! Band is next period!!!)
681. You ask for a detention in band just for an excuse to stay longer.
682. You find pleasure in being able to conduct 3/4 and 4/4 at the same time...
683. ...and you put that on the drum major tryout requirements. You also wrote the rest of the tryout requirements.
684. You've had a crush on the band director's son.
685. You've had a sleep over at your Band director's house. In his front yard, without her knowing beforehand, that is.
686. Playing through a rehearsal when it's 100 degrees outside with 90% humidity? Not a problem. (umm… ma'am my clarinet melted)
687. You've pondered who would win in a band vs. football team fight. (Hmm, 160 band members with instruments vs. football players. Let's see.)
688. You dance at every single drum cadence while in the stands. Even if you're the only one and you look like an idiot.
689. Your section has pre-game rituals.
690. You've nearly slipped in a puddle of brass player spit.
691. You've had to suck the spit out of your instrument.
692. You clean up the band room for fun.
693. You walk around your room doing stuff (such as IM, eating, sleeping, talking on the phone, TV viewing, radio listening) while holding your flute.
694. you can name at least 5 people from every marching band within 30 miles of your school
695. You can play all of your marching band tunes on all the brass instruments.
Five mo' fo' the college kids, wooyay.
696. You have keys to the music department building and you carry them with you at all times.
697. All your stories start "You would never believe what we had to do at practice today..." and all your roommates leave.
698. All of your roommates are now in band although they swore they never would be.
699. Your walls are covered in old band trophies, medals, and certificates.
700. Your behavior is excused when you say "I'm with the band."
701. You've mastered the skill of walking off the field with a trombone slide attached to your ponytail.
702. You play your clarinet/saxaphone until your lip bleeds - at which point you get mad that your reed will now be stained, but continue playing.
703. You give your concert band a name.
704. American Overture for band has been played so many times that you have it memorized. And it turns you on.
705. You have to wear your marching band shoes to the spring concert, and you dont mind a bit.
706. Your parents met in college marching band.
707. You make up an entire marching band drill with Goldfish Crackers during lunch.
708. You take the director's hall pass and smack him with it on the behind.
709. You take the directors batons and hide them for the year.
710. You take the directors hall pass when you're a senior and hang it up on your rearview mirror in your car to show off.
711. (Oboe and bassoon players:-) You go to IDRS events and can't wait to go pro so you can get your membership.
712. You know what IDRS stands for.
713. You know all the different kinds of cane and get offended when people don't know what you're talking about. And you're a brass player.
714. You want the brassline from the Blue Devils to play at your wedding.
715. When you're explaining to one of your best friends why you're reading 700+ symptoms of band symptoms and use the excuse, "It's a band thing".
716. You come up with a song for your band.
717. You start recruiting new band geeks from the lower band
718. You don't mind getting to school at a quarter to seven in the morning for a competition for the sole reason of getting a band T-shirt.
719. While watching Drumline with band friends, you start renaming the band members in the band on the movie with the names of members of your band.
720. At football games, you can get away with acting like a plume is a boa and wrap it around your neck whilst continuing to play and sing.
721. "Once more" does not, in fact, mean once more.
722. You see a flag and you duck without thinking.
723. You can drink soda on a bus without spilling it.
724. You can tune the 25 flutes perfectly.
725. You start crying because your new school doesn't know what a mellophone is and has never had one before.
726. You still go back to your old school for concerts, even though it's a four hour drive.
727. You adopt someone as your section mascot so your section can rub their stomach before a competition.
728. When asked who you would never date, you reply "Anyone from ____ High School's band."
729. You have a secret supply of sunscreen.
730. You have section parties just for the heck of it.
731. You think lower of people who can't read music
732. You've witnessed your director hit someone in the head with a baton.
733. You've witnessed your director place a flute case between his legs.
734. You've seen a tuba mute.
735. You've ever drooled over a bassoon player's performance.
736. You've seen someone break a drum head at state/national level performances.
737. You've ever stared at a trophy and acted completely stupid when someone acknowledged you as you stared.
738. You get dumped for a drum major or you've dumped somebody for a drum major and you didn't even get to date him
739. You compared your arm width to that of a bassoon.
740. You have found food in your sousaphone... and you saw somebody eat it.
741. You use honor bands as an excuse to pick up potential honeys.
742. You take IB music (even if you're not in IB).
743. You quit IB after the coordinator says the band is not important, which is the biggest load of crap ever.
744. You play air quads.
745. You've created band mythology.
746. You practice your field marching out in the street.
747. You make up lyrics for concert pieces.
748. You can run in step.
749. Your director has adopted you.
750. You start to wonder if any of your band mates are going to try to marry the director.
751. You think band should be a graduation requirement.
752. You dream about practice.
753. Marching around the house constitutes as exercise.
754. Your children will have genes for glide stepping.
755. You get a tattoo of a music symbol. Anywhere. Doesn't matter where.
756. You consider getting a leash for your instrument case.
757. The word 'locrian' turns you on.
758. You select fellow band members after which you'll name your kids.
759. Nothing smells better to you than band uniform BO.
760. You meditate at attention, and you march in your sleep.
761. You can play and sleep simultaneously.
762. Your instrument has ever doubled as a weapon.
763. You've marched in an evening gown.
764. You can sleep right next to a jamming percussion section.
765. You want band songs played at all your milestone events (i.e. wedding).
766. You have contests with fellow trombone players to see how many animals/objects you can see in a puddle of spit.
767. You are dressing down and scream "I'm not straight!" and nobody thinks anything of it.
768. You have slipped on the field while jazz running in a crazy set, and accidentally threw your flute two yard lines down as you sprain your wrist on your neighbors shoe. You then scramble to retrieve your flute and make it back in the correct set without the director noticing.
769. You walk through the halls practicing double tonguing regardless of the weird looks you are getting.
770. You have been hit in the head with half the instruments in the band (including the stationary ones that aren't band related, like the piano).
771. People can't stop singing once they start singing.
772. When there's a tornado warning, you immediately take your adored clarinet into the closet with you.
773. You use pick up lines, like, "I'm a formata... hold me."
774. You filed suit against the producers/directors of 'American Pie' for defamation of character resulting from that 'this one time at Band Camp' scene.
775. Who needs Chapstick when you've got cork grease?
776. You take a Band Geek quiz and are determined to be the Ultimate Band Geek.
777. You never want to graduate so you can stay in band.
778. You think about trying to see if Chapstick is just as good as cork grease for your instrument, but decide not to, for fear of the Chapstick ruining your precious.
779. You found a picture of your marching band on a website that isn't even your school's, and you can find yourself in it.
780. Instead of clapping on the downbeats during a John Phillip Sousa song, you clap on the upbeats.
781. Your date at band ball notices the key changes.
782. You make fun of Drumline.
783. You're surprised when people's personalities don't match their instrument.
784. What's with female drum majors being well endowed?
785. (For tubas) You've been knocked over by a football player.
786. (For tubas) You've learned how to pick up your instrument without bending over.
787. You've developed "tuba shoulder." (but you're not in band...)
788-799: University band geeks again, hooray!
788. You miss competitions, but revel in high school competitions you grace with your presence. You are gods!
789. You go back to be a "chaperone" on your high school's tour.
790. You go back to your high school's competitions and are surprised when your freshman have switched instruments.
791. You DESPISE astroturf; so many freshman have been lost that way.
792. You switch from flute to tuba because you were an alternate.
793. "Cal-Stanford" is the only football game that means anything to you, in that you were more concerned about the trombone player than whether or not that guy actually scored.
794. You sit in with the pep band of the local high school.
795. You are a marching instructor for the local high school, even though you didn't
go there.
796. After hearing your stories of college marching band, your little brother begins trying to do the same things in high school.
797. You know all the reasons why Marching Band is better than sex. And you believe it.
798. Your band director tells you that you spend too much time in the band room.
799. (This one's for the Catholics) You've ever written/conceptualized Mass Settings for DCI and marching band...picture a priest entering to Cadence.
800. You start missing your drum major the day after school is out, because you won't get to see him every day.
801. Your poor instrument has to go into the shop because you dropped it one too many times at practice whilst pretending it was a baton or a drum major mace.
802. You cry because it's taking forever for your instrument to get fixed and you can't practice.
803. You can convince someone to get in a tuba locker, then quickly lock them in and have the entire band make fun of them. And then do the same thing the next day.
804. You have made up a parody to every cheer the cheerleaders do (see number 198) and have even forgotten the original words.
805. You miss class to go to the chiropractor, but don't miss band practice. Instead, you learn how to pick up a sousaphone without bending over.
806. You belong to the band fraternity/sorority webring.
807. After hours of band practice, you have an uncontrollable urge to practice at home - even though your are in terrible pain because your mouth is on the verge of bleeding.
808. You know that you fit inside your music library's sliding shelves.
809. You've climbed inside said drawers to retrieve your precious supply of valve oil, which was thrown behind the shelf.
810. You find it amusing to crab walk up and down stairs.
811. Your director had to kick you out of the band room after competitions because it was 1:00 in the morning and she wanted to sleep.
812. You hear a song and instantly picture what the drill would look like for it.
813. People have gotten into screaming, punching, weave-pulling fights about who should be head drum major.
814. Hits have been taken out on people who stole your chair placement.
815. The band gossip is better than all the soap operas put together.
816. Instead of going to a movie on the weekend like normal people do, you plan the drill for next year's show, even though you aren't the director.
817. When a tornado comes through during pit orchestra practice for the musical, you take your metronome and clarinet with you and laugh at the actors who have nothing.
818. Off the top of your head, you can think of at least 87 dirty jokes about saxophones.
819. You invited your only non-band friend to hang out and she left half way through because she was tired of being so lost and ignored. And you didn't notice she left.
820. You can perform a tracheotomy with your directors pocket knife and a brass mouth piece.
821. Your director is commonly known as God.
822. You and your band buddies have IM conversations in song titles.
823. You think that, at the Senior Awards Ceremony, they should have an award for being in band all four years.
824. You have fantasies/nightmares about the gag gift your band director will give you when it's YOUR turn.
825. You embroider "bandgeek" on all of your clothes.
826. You've used your black marching pants and white undershirt to play "mime."
827. You got excited when a marching band was formed on Spongebob.
828. You were less than excited when the "flag twirlers" on Spongebob were way off count.
829. You develop a deep-rooted hatred for the new 'all-star' freshman, and make a deal with the rest of your section that if 'We go down, he's doing down with us'.

 

 

Band Humor!!!!
 
To a band member, is the glass half full or half empty?

Flutist: "It's, like, half full!"

Clarinetist: "Umm . . . hold on. (lengthy discussion with the rest of the clarinets) It's half empty . . . isn't it?"

Alto clarinetist: (smacks glass off table) "How dare you interrupt my practice time!"

Oboist: "The problem is the glass! It's twice as big as it needs to be."

Second Oboist: (flutist knocks water over) "NO!!! MY REEDS!!!!"

Alto player: (didn't stop practicing so we could ask him)

Tenor player: "There's some water in it. Isn't that enough?"

Bari player: (drinks water) "So wait, what did you want?"

Bass clarinetist: "You interrupted my practicing for THAT?"

Bassoonist: "Thanks, I needed that!" (puts a reed in the water and walks out with the glass)

Trumpeter: "Hey! I ordered a coke!"

French hornist: "Half empty. No, half full! Wait . . . can I get back to you?"

Trombonist: "42! Wait, what was the question again?"

Female trombonist: (shoves her way in uninvited) "Hey! You didn't ask what we FEMALE trombonists think! Don't you think we'd have a different opinion than the guys?! We deserve to be acknowledged! We--Hey! Are you listening?! Get back here!"

Baritone player: "Half full!"

Euphonium player: "Half empty."

Tubist: (knocks over glass while trying to get his sousaphone through the door) "Uh oh . . ."

Percussionist: "Who let you take that out of the percussion cabinet?!"

Conductor: "Shouldn't you be practicing?"

Student conductor: "What he said." (motions to conductor)

 
 
Some Band Definitons...
 
BAND FESTIVAL: They may have fooled you the first time, but all returning people know it's anything but a festival.
 
BAND ROOM: The cold place where band geeks congregate before school and would much prefer to be throughout the school day. Characterized by people trying to use clarinet cases as pillows and hiding in French horn lockers.
 
 
ALTO SAXOPHONE: A musical instrument that either plays very loud or not at all between squeaks.
BASSOON: An instrument designed for people who like playing bass, just not loudly. NOT a big oboe, NOT bass duck, NOT the cow instrument, NOT the tugboat sound
 
 
CLARINET: An untuneable device for people who want to be in the band but have weak arms and don't wish to be heard.
 
CLARINET PLAYER: One of about 1000 people who happened to pick up a clarinet on the first day of band and are too timid to ever try anything else. Hobbies include squeaking and complaining about parts.
 
DOUBLE REED: A good way to make a band member's face look like they just ate a lemon.
 
 
FLUTIST: Person who plays the flute. Orchestras need only three but bands seem to require about four hundred. Sometimes known as flautists, but no matter what term you use, they'll always insist on the other.
 
FRENCH HORN: Only brass instrument that is played with left hand. Involves strings in conjunction with valves and an impossibility to play fast or loud. It would be okay if not for being so tangled up.
 
 
GUARDIE: Person who waves flags, rifles or sabres around during marching shows to distract the judges from how off step everyone is. When they want attention, they whack the instrumentalists with the thing they're twirling.
 
 
MARCHING UNIFORM: An interesting garnment designed to conveniently keep the wearer too hot in the afternoon and too cold at night, and be really itchy no matter what. Usually comes with a shako, despite the fact that those hats have been proven in scientific tests to be ugly.
 
 
OBOE: An excellent way to annoy the neighbors.
 
OBOIST: Insane people who decide they want to grapple with two reeds instead of just one.
 
 
TROMBONE: A slide whistle with delusions of grandeur. The easiest brass instrument to master. Also works as a double weapon: can be used either to blow spit at people or bonk people with the slide. The loudest and therefore most spirited (or possibly just most annoying) section of the band.
 
TROMBONIST: A person whose fingers are too slow to move to different fingerings for whole notes and rests, and therefore play instruments that involve shoving a slide back and forth.
 
 
TRUMPET: A high-pitched brass instrument, when it's not referring to an elephant.
 
TRUMPETER: Wimps who want to play a brasswind, but don't have enough creativity or lung capacity to play anything but a little knot of metal.
 
TUBA: An instrument that is much larger than its name.
 
 
PERCUSSIONIST: Someone who can't blow into an instrument and hit keys at the same time. Neither can they read music at all. Suprisingly, they have no trouble talking while banging sticks on something. They lurk in the back of the band room and play "instruments" that most people haven't touched since kindergarden.
 
 
 
Good Uses for Bad Reeds!
 
 String them together and make a necklace
    Better yet, hang the strings in a doorway like strings of rice or beads
    Give them to tuba players; they always need new toys
    Remove the thread, separate the reeds, flatten them, and try to sell them to clarinet/sax players
    Remove the thread and weave a tapestry
    Use the wire to make chain links and sell necklaces on the side
    Use the wire for solder in metal shop
    Use them for kindling, same as English papers and math homework
    Remove the thread, split up the two reeds and make tiny, tiny boats
    Play duck calls
    Challenge someone to a reed-eating contest
    Use them as darts
    Make them into more ergonomic matches (with the flat tips...?)
    Give them to a hamster
    Put a thick tube of graphite down the center and make pencils
    Crush them
    Save the dead skin in them for DNA samples (yeah, as if anyone would want your DNA)
    Slip them inconspicuously into other bassoonists'/oboists'/English hornists' cases
    Challenge some trombonist to crush it in their hand (knowing that they'll never crush it, but they'll try all the same)
    Make toothpicks
    Test cakes for doneness
    Balance them on the tip on the Vernal equinox
    Set them up sharp end up inside your door to stop intruders
    Give them elaborate funerals using the cases as coffins
    Build a birdhouse--use one on its end for a chimney
    Make a big pile of them and roll around in it
    Take them apart and look at all the disgusting black stuff
    Use the DNA from the cane to try and clone a new plant
    Chop up the cane into small pieces, boil it for a long time, and try to serve it as wild rice
    Sand the dead skin off and try to return it
    Grind up the cane of several and make paper
    Plant them and see if you can grow a reed tree
    Floss with the thread
    For bassoonists: Sand down the sides, remove some thread, and try to sell them as oboe reeds
    Save them up until you're recognized as having the world's largest collection of bad reeds
    See if anyone will let you pay for anything in reeds
    Separate out the cane and give your room wood paneling
    See if anyone will accept your bet that they can't eat it
    Build a fence
    Use them as straws
    Give them out on Halloween
    Go fencing with an extremely short sword
    Create a new super hero: Reed-man! (or if you're from TopFive, "the bassoonist")
    Sell them in three flavors
    Give them to the poor
    Snap them in half in moments of frustration
    Plant them in cereal boxes as prizes
    Draw faces on them and make reed-people
    Put them on the end of pencils as an excuse to chew them
    Shred the tips and use them as tiny brooms
    Challenge someone to a reeding contest
    Use them for piping in a private bathroom for yourself (or if you didn't have enough to finish it, it would only be a pipe dream...ok, that was cheap)
    Take off the thread, glue colored yarn to the top, squiggly eyes, and a felt mouth...REED PUPPETS! Make one of everyone in your band...including your conductor!
 
 
 
Ways for Percussionists to drive the rest of the band CRAZY!!!!
 

*Learn very carefullly how to tune the tympani. Practice whenever you can. Then when you go to actually tune it, make sure it's always either a half step sharp or flat.
*Chew gum or eat. rub it itn the wind's faces.
*Insist the school buy drum pads, hten never use them.
*Talk while playing..
*Talk when your not playing.
*Hey, talk whenever you can, without getting kicked out of class . . . .
*Don't set up while the winds are tuning and warming up, just talk. Then set up when they finnish. Make them wait.
*Play fortissimmo, all the time. When yo uget singled out, play pianissimmo.
*Wait til the conductors' said where your starting five times. Then while he's counting off yell "where are we starting?"
*"Lose" your music (works best for important part's)
*Throw thing sat band memebers, then loudly ask "where'd that come from?"
*Insist on being calleda percussionist. Make a big deal out of ti. Threaten people, if neccessary.
*Just be yourself!

 

 

"Band Geek" A Parody on "All Star" By Smash Mouth!

Somebody once told me I'll never get a soli; I'll go on playing third clarinet.
Well he was lookin' kinda dumb; he was beatin' on his drum, but we all knew that he had a rest.
Well, the tunes start comin' and they don't stop comin', back to the band room where people are drummin'.
Didn't make sense not to live with band; you might have time but your life gets bland.
So much to play, so much to see, so what's wrong with playing the backbeats? (credit TheKathrynator@aol.com)
You never know if you don't go.
You never suck if you don't blow.

Hey now, you're a band geek, get your charts out, go play!
Hey now, it's a concert, get your tux on, get praise!
And all that glitters is brass.
Only real band geeks pass the class...

It's a cool place to hang out in the morning.
You go every day, it'll never get boring.
But the chorus members beg to differ;
they have always envied the sound we deliver.
The songs we play are getting pretty hard,
but if you ever need some support get the guard.
Our band's on fire; how 'bout yours?
That's the way we like it and we'll never get bored.

Hey now, you're a band geek, get your charts out, go play!
Hey now, it's a concert, get your tux on, get praise!
And all that glitters is brass.
Only real band geeks pass the class...

(instrumental)

Hey now, you're a band geek, get your charts out, go play!
Hey now, it's a concert, get your tux on, get praise!
And all that glitters is brass.
Only real band geeks...Well somebody once asked, "Could you give me some reeds fast? I need to practice for my auditioning."
I said, "Yep! What a concept; I could use a little practice myself, and we could all use a couple reeds..."

Well, the tunes start comin' and they don't stop comin', back to the band room where people are drummin'.
Didn't make sense not to live with band; you might have time but your life gets bland.
So much to play, so much to see, so what's wrong with playing the backbeats? 

You never know if you dont go!

You never suck if you dont blow 

Hey now, you're a band geek, get your charts out, go play!
Hey now, it's a concert, get your tux on, get praise!
And all that glitters is brass.
Only real band geeks pass the class...

And all that glitters is brass.
Only real band geeks pass the class...

 

 

GAMES TO PLAY IN BAND!

This is what we Bandos do for fun :D Members beware
 

The "Misplace the clarinet/flute case" game

As most band geeks know.. the clarinets and flutes are the only sections that seem to get away with having their cases under their chairs. In protest, this game was started by a group of senior this year. Here's how it works.

1. Notify a bunch of people around you that the game is going to take place.
2. Pick a victim.. normally the kid that no one likes [or someone that can take a joke].
3. With your foot, casually slide victim's case under your chair.
4. Then slide the case to the person next to you. direction doesn't matter.
5. From there, the case will drift randomly around the room.. with luck, it will reach the side of the band hall farthest from the victim.
6. The game is over when the victim notices the case is missing and becomes angry. It's actually really fun, and the entire band gets into it.

 

 

The penis game 

This is a good game for rehearsals, bus trips, marching band...even concerts, if you can get away with it! How it works is different people in the band mutter "penis" as loudly as possible without getting caught by the director. Whoever gets caught loses. Sometimes it's even screamed during loud pieces! Good times, good times.

 

The "Clarinet Spread" Game  

This game is something that clarinet sections across America should try because its so fun. Well you wait until  the clarinets aren't playing and one of your fellow clarinet player is having an in depth conversation with someone or just not paying attention during a rehearsal or something unimportant like a football game. Slowly, take pieces of their clarinet apart and spread it around the band and get the whole band to participate. Maybe you could even put one piece of the clarinet in each section of the band. Then when they notice that their clarinet is gone, people will give them back their clarinet,piece by piece. It's so fun when you're really bored. You can try it with other instruments but clarinets are most fun because they have the most pieces.

 

The Instrument Switching Game

 It is really fun, especially when you are the only one who doesn't get caught (that happened to me before) This is best played with 2-4 people, but you can use as many as you like.

 

The Instrument Switching game:

1. Get together a small group of people to participate.
2. Start with the brass intstruments(trumpets are best) and pick a person to start.
3. Ths person designated to start picks another person from a different section and gives them their instument and they take the other persons. ( say you give it to a sax player, trumpeter gets sax- saxiphonist gets trumpet.)
4. That person does the same to another person and eventually everyone has a different instrument.
5. Keep playing till someone gets caught.
6. Bonus game- do it while the conducter is in the room conducting.
7. Extra Bonus game- try to play the instrument when he tells everyone to play.  This is extremely fun when you got more than 5 people playing different instruments.

 

Freshmen Kidnappings 

Up until our city made a curfew law, (11:00 weeknights, 12:00 weekends) band geeks had lots of Fun with Freshmen.  You have to pick one with easygoing parents, because they have to be in on it.  Anyway, a large group of upper-classmen invade a freshman's house at like 3:47 in the morning, sometime during band camp in August.  You all run up to their bedroom and yell and scream for them to get up.  They have 30 seconds to throw on what clothing they can and get out the door.  You take them to like a grocery store and make them march up and down the aisles really fast and hit people and stuff, and just basically make them do all kinds of embarrassing yet hilariously funny things.  If they do not obey, they suck, and, of course, get lots and lots of public pushups.

 

THE WRONG SONG BASSOON GAME

Usually you need at least two Bassoonists for this game, but if you're bold  enough, you can do it alone. First, if there's two or more of you, pick whose going to be playing. The person who is chosen, takes out another piece of music that you are NOT currently playing, and they play that.  Or, if they can play other music off the top of their head, they can do that through the entire song too. Play that music through the entire song, or until you get caught, obviously.

If the Bassoon section wants to work together, when the conductor starts giving the person playing the wrong music suspicious glances, have the other Bassoonists play louder until he looks away, so the 'correct' part is heard more.

 

Plunger Toss

This ones an after band/ waiting for band to start game. Its called Plunger Toss, and its quite simple. Make a square, using masking tape/duct tape etc, on one of the walls in the band room. Then quite simply throw the top of a plunger at the wall, keeping track of how many times you can get it to stick. it is
surprisingly a lot harder than it sounds to make the plunger stick. - my addition to it is 2 pts instead of 1 for awesome/difficult throws that still stick to the wall (ie my trademark move of under the leg :)  Also...this
game can be played in teams, each person getting 1 try per round and team scores totaled at the end of each round. trust me. if you're a band geek-which means youre amused easily- you'll love it! :)

 

The orajel game 

Now this may seem a tad cruel, but they usually deserve it. I call it the "orajel game". It's usually brought upon somebody that you particularly dislike or just somebody to laugh at, like a really good friend. Anyway, take any brass player's mouthpiece and apply Orajel oral anesthetic liberally. Make sure they can't tell it's on there. Wait for the playing to begin, sit back and watch the chaos. Mmm. Chaos

 

The Secret trumpet mute-dropping game
As interpreted by Renni, transcribed by paqi

Renni and I, as woodwinds, saw this game being played for years in band but never understood it. Trumpeters drop mutes so often that it HAS to be a game, right? When I first put the Haven up, I made a reference to this as a game, and I got some e-mail from curious people. After some very sly detective work, Renni came up with this, her interpretation of the rules.

1. When indicated in the music, insert your mute into your bell.
2. Begin playing.
3. Either don't put the mute in tight enough or blow too hard, so to cause the mute to fall out.
4. Retrieve the mute from the floor.
5. Repeat.
6. Often.
7. You get a point for every time you get away with this. However, if the conductor yells at you because of this, you lose all your points. Whoever has the most points when the game ends (you can keep count as long as you want--practices, weeks, semesters) wins.

 

Switcharoo (or Musical Chairs)
Submitted by tyrablaze

The goal is to get to another section without the band director
knowing.

1. Everyone begins in their own seat.
2. When the conductor begins conducting, one person from each section switches spots with the person to his/her left or right without getting caught.
3. Every fifth measure, someone switches seats with the person next to them.
4. Hopefully by the end of the song (or when the director finally notices), everyone is in a different spot making the band director quite confused.

OR:

1. As the music begins the person to the left of an empty seat moves into the empty seat. At the next measure, the person to the left of the now empty seat moves into it and so on and so on.
2. When the chair on the end of the row is empty, the person behind the empty chair moves down into it.
3. Play until the director notices.

 

Ice game
Submitted by the magic leprechuan

First, you have to be on a bus and have some ice, the more ie the better...Find several people to play the ice game with you...wht
you do is while you pass car on the bus, try to make it into the bed of a truck, in a convertible, or the aalmost impossible shot of
making it through a sunroof through the open window on the bus...points are as follows...

Truck beds...2 points
Convertibles...3 points
Sunroofs...5 points
UPS trucks...10 points (you never see them)
Another bus window...15 points
Get caught...lose all points

get the most points and win...well, nothing but the knowledge that you are a killer shot with a piece of ice! wouldn't you feel special?

 

Band Expressions!

Hotter than a marching uniform on an August afternoon
Barer than a marcher's neck
Lower than that gum on your shoe
Uglier than a shako
Sillier than a bow tie
Louder than a trombonist's shirt
Faster than you can say "water break"
Colder than the band room
Itchier than a marching uniform full of cacti
Spinnier than a flag
More obvious than a sock tan
Fits like a shako
Louder than a roomful of percussionists
Heavier than a drum set
Bigger than a pile of tubas
Shorter than a percussionist's attention span
Clear as spit
More often than an oboe needs to be tuned
Beats a poke in the eye with a sharp reed
Lost as a blind clarinetist
Shinier than a new French horn
Heavier than a Selmer bassoon in its case
Higher than a piccolo player on crack
More annoying than [name omitted]
More broken than a school tuba
More broke than a drummer
More repetitive than major scales
Slower than a football player
Smaller than the music department's budget
Crazier than a band geek
Cheaper than a school bassoon
Lower than a tuba on the bass line
Sadder than a flutist after auditions
More impostors than a chorus
Blacker than a conductor's heart
Smaller than a piccolo in tubaland
More forbidden than the football field
Softer than a French hornist without a part
Louder than a trumpet playing pianissimo
Less accurate than a French hornist's first note
More boring than a conductor's lecture
Stricter than the senior officers
Slimier than a sax mouthpiece
More keyful than a bass clarinet
Cheaper than an Emerald reed
Like a bat out of band camp

 

So heres Band at a glance

The different sections and what you should know about them :)

The woodwinds are always either really smart or really dumb, and neither group wants to have to deal with the other. This problem always creates a great deal of intrasection conflict. Most often vicious rivalries spring up, even between two smart people or two dumb ones. This section contains a great deal of virtuous nerds, matched one for one by irreverent airheads. Talent is necessary, but only a few people have it (the rest fake it). Woodwinds read, both music and literature, whether it's Newsweek, Jane Eyre, or Nancy Drew. They are well-informed about current events and like to debate politics when the conductor isn't looking.

The flutists are tough to deal with. Most of the ones that aren't airheads are annoyingly perfectionistic, viciously competitive, or conceited from getting the melody all the time. None of the other sections want to have anything to do with them. As the sections age, the percentage of "cheerleaders" grows, because all the flutists with any common sense escape to a section that gets a little more respect. Some are cynical from hearing so many bad flute jokes. As there's so much competition for flute slots, flutists are usually greatly stressed and end up tense and overworked.

Clarinetists are a little more understandable. They have more competition than flutes, but none of them ever practice, so they actually have less stress to deal with. Since clarinets are so cheap and reeds are practically free (literally), clarinetists have money to burn. However, don't even ask to borrow any money, as they spend it all on expensive wardrobes, jewelry and makeup (only the girls buy makeup and jewelry). For some reason their shoes always fit perfectly. Clarinets come in many different sizes, but though a bass is literally just a soprano with a big silver bell (same fingerings, key and clef), clarinetists can be VERY attached to "their" instrument.

Saxophonists are the clarinetists who figured out that for every alto in a band there are five soprano clars and for every tenor there are ten soprano clars. Sometimes a clarinetist will take up sax just for jazz band. They're slightly more intelligent and open-minded than clarinetists, but don't be fooled: a sax is still just a big metal clarinet.

Oboists are flexible people who wear a lot of jewelry and get a reasonable amount of sleep each night. They don't eat healthy or even often, but they do drink a lot of water. Because they're so often buried by the flutes or bells, they don't worry about playing correctly, or at all. When things look bad, they hide in the clarinets. When they have the occasional solo, they can always play it perfectly, but the entire audience will have to lean forward to hear it. Many oboists double on other instruments.

There's no better way to annoy a bassoonist than to liken their bassoon to an oboe. They greatly value originality, which is why they play such an obscure instrument. Bassoonists wear comfortable shoes and clothes all the time and hold a personal vendetta against percussionists and trombonists for no apparent reason. However, because they have to spend so much money on reeds and sometimes even bocals and are all saving up to buy the world's greatest bassoon, they can't afford to do anything fun and have to spend all their time at home, usually practicing.

 

Brasses are annoying loudmouths who get their way by sheer volume. Not a single instrument in the rest of the band can even begin to rival the noise level of a brasswind. This is the best place to find people who were dropped as babies. Brasses enjoy low-brow jokes and reality TV. They attend concerts and will wear a T-shirt from a band event years after it has passed. They read comic books, but also Cliff's Notes, just so they can pretend to be as smart as the woodwinds.

Trumpeters are by far the loudest section of all in a band. As if playing an instrument loud enough to cause deafness isn't enough by itself, they have one of the largest sections in the band, often THE largest. They waste their time fiddling with mouthpieces and valves and tuning slides to make everyone think that it's really hard to play. Trust me, it's not. Some of the smarter ones play flugelhorn, too. All trumpeters have huge egos and little to no talent, not that they need it.

The real odd instrument out in the brass secton is the French Horn. These people have to know how to play soft, because it's physically impossible for them to play well. Hitting the correct notes is almost impossible for a horn, let alone in the right rhythm at the right speed. Because they have some idea of their talent, French hornists are generally more timid than the other members of the brass section. They like to wear hats, and they always play fall sports so they don't have to learn how to work a mellophone for marching band.

Trombonists are considered a curse by many other sections. Woodwinds generally agree that trombones are evil, and the tubist is on their side. Trombonists make sick jokes all the time and are always running late. They watch Saturday Night Live and reruns of The Simpsons, and do all their practicing in sectionals. They're malcontents who never want to play the part that they have, and spend all their time figuring out everyone else's parts and playing that.

Euphonium players are people who started out on trumpet, but didn't have big enough egos to continue. Consequently, they were banished to an instrument that's never heard, no matter what. Euphonium players are always losing things and never say a word at rehearsal, no matter what problem they may have. If they have a solo, they will always miss a few notes, even on concert night. Euphonium players don't practice, but no one has any idea what they really do with their time. Fortunately, they don't have to practice, because they never play for more than a couple measures in any given piece. They never EVER go to the band room if they don't have to, and they aren't into extracurriculars. When they do have to go, they hide in the back.

The friendliest members of the brass are the tubists. Tubists are smiley and optimistic, though somewhat simple folk. They hang out almost exclusively with other band members and go to the band room whenever possible. They have muscular arms and secretly enjoy wearing berets in marching band, because it means they don't have to wear a stupid bucket like everyone else (or at Central, a cowboy hat). Tubists are lucky and healthy, but never want to wear glasses. They can fall asleep anywhere, and will, too.

 

Percussionists are the real band's arch nemeses. They take all their extra space and fun equipment for granted, and don't even bother to read the simple rhythms they have to count. All percussionists are tone-deaf. Like the brass, percussionists are almost always male. They play too loudly when they know what they're supposed to do, and even when they don't. Percussionists wear jewelry and get wild haircuts just to see how much they can get away with, since the rest of the band never sees them. They have big ears and eat junk food constantly.

 

Heres a little quiz just to see how much of a band geek you REALLY are

 

Let's find out. Just take this handy quiz.


First portion: True/false

1. I am in band.
2. I spend more time at school in the band room than anywhere else.
3. I dream about band.
4. All my friends are in band.
5. My friends and I like to joke about band.

Give yourself one point for each true answer, but bear in mind that this is just the preliminary round.


Second portion: Which of the following do you find funny?

1. Drummers trying to form a cohesive train of thought.
2. Watching someone conduct (more often known as some ridiculous dance gone awry).
3. Calling marchers to attention, starting a game of "Simon says," then when they follow your instructions, screaming, "YOU'RE NOT SUPPOSED TO MOVE AT ATTENTION!!" (credit Becca THE alto clarinetist)
4. Auditions (beforehand).
5. Auditions (afterward).
6. Trombonists' antics, but not their jokes.
7. Shakos.
8. Weasels.
9. Big puddles of spit.
10. Teasing freshmen.
11. That 'american pie' joke ("and one time, at band camp...")

 

If you thought everything was funny, give yourself five points. If you thought everything but 4, 9 and 11 was funny, give yourself 10 points. If you thought everything but 4 and 6 (i.e. you LIKE trombonist's jokes) was funny, you're probably a trombonist, so only one point. If you thought nothing was funny, just skip the rest of the test and go on to serious stuff. If you thought everything but 3, 4, 9, 10 and 11 was funny, come back in a year. If you thought 11 was funny, please go shoot yourself. Never return to this website.


Third round: Multiple choice

1. I like to laugh:
a. when I already feel good.
b. on Fridays.
c. never.
d. all the time!
e. at drummers.

 

2. The best part about being in band is:
a. free pop.
b. waiting for people to go to the bathroom while eating out with the band so you can put sugar on their pizza.
c. putting on sunglasses and leaning against a wall in the band hall playing slow jazz with your case open in front of you, pretending to be a starving musician.
d. walking through the band hall in the morning and seeing people battling with flag poles, chasing after one another and giggling like crazy while another ring of people are playing European on the floor oblivious to what else is happening--that is, until someone falls into the circle, then the conductor comes out to try to restore order and everyone has to hide their food, except that someone "accidentally" bonks him with a flag pole.

 

3. Who let the dogs out?
a. It was me. Sorry.
b. Whoever it was, I hope they never, never, NEVER do it again.
c. I'm all right with people letting dogs out as long as they don't sing about it.
d. I think it was the same guy who let the drummers out. Would somebody PLEASE lock them up again?

 

4. Before your band class on the day of the concert, someone asks you to move a tympano (yes! The singular of tympani!) from the band room to the stage. What do you do?
a. Say, "That's my job!" enthusiastically and move it.
b. Whine, "Why can't a percussionist do it?"
c. Say you'll do it, then hang out in the band hall talking with your friends until the conductor yells at you.
d. When someone mentions drums, the drum solos from marching band start running through your head, so you get the tympano and try to do the little dances while moving it...probably come close to breaking the drum a couple times on the way over.

 

Scoring:

I. a. Eh, give yourself two points. Are you in a good mood? b. Well, who doesn't like to laugh on Fridays? Only one point. c. No points. Grouch. d. All right! High five! *slap* OW! Don't hit my forehead! I mean, I know it's through the computer, but still...ow. Five points. e. Oooh, I think you're going to like this site. But maybe that's mean to all my drummer friends, so only take seven points (you can take another three when they're not looking).

 

2. a. Well, free pop is nice, but is that the best you can do? One point, because I feel sorry for you. b. You've truly captured the spirit of eating out with the band. Five points. c. Yeah, that's cute. Take four points. d. Yes! THIS is what band is all about! *does the hokey-pokey* Insanity at six-thirty! Take ten points!

 

3. a. Cute, but not really as good as it could've been. Two points. b. You get three points for having good taste in music, but sorry, no points for humor. c. Again, three points for your taste in music, but you get another two. d. All right! Ten points!

 

4. a. Only two points, because you're a percussionist. b. Negative five points. No whiners. It would've been negative ten, but I gave you a few extras for not being a percussionist. c. Well, you're probably a trumpeter, so only five points. d. Yes! Little dances, broken drums...got some good humor there. Ten points.

 

Everyone who got -5-0 points: Well, check out the poems, read the essays, scan the lists...but I'd stay away from the humor if I were you. Lighten up, man.
Everyone who got 1-55 points: Cool! I think you'll like the Haven...even if you're a percussionist. I hereby give you the official permit to travel wherever you want within the Haven. See that green light glowing at the bottom of your moniter? That means that you've been approved.

 

 

Band Dictionary
There's nothing "official" about it.
 

A440: Depending on who's playing it, sometimes G440 or B440.


ACCELERANDO: When the conductor starts to follow the drummers.


AGITATO: A reedist's state of mind when a reed cracks in the middle of a song.


ALEATORY: A bar.


ALGORITHM: Democrats.


ALTERED CHORD: When the French horns just can't find the right note.


ALTO CLARINET: A soprano clarinet for simplicity-impaired people who insist on having all their parts rewritten in Eb.


ALTOS: Not to be confused with "Tom's toes," "Bubba's toes" or "Dori-toes".


ALTO SAXOPHONE: A musical instrument that either plays very loud or not at all between squeaks.


ANIME: Japanimation.


"ARE THOSE THE GERMAN ONES?": Something that pushed me to the brink of insanity all last year in band. Let's just say the trombones were extremely lucky that there was no massive trombone massacre.
AUDITION: The act of putting oneself under extreme duress to satisfy the sadistic intentions of someone who has already made up his mind.


BAND FESTIVAL: They may have fooled you the first time, but all returning people know it's anything but a festival.


BAND GEEK (bando, band nerd, band freak, bandie): A person who is so obsessed with band that they wouldn't dream of being late for band, practice their music as often as possible, and has no real life. They're nice people, except for being insane.


BAND ROOM: The cold place where band geeks congregate before school and would much prefer to be throughout the school day. Characterized by people trying to use clarinet cases as pillows and hiding in French horn lockers.


BAND! (clap) 'TEN HUT!: Fortunately, this still doesn't work on me.


BARI SAXOPHONE: An instrument for saxophone players who want to sound like a tubists.


BARITONE: A device for doubling the trombones except using the right notes. Also used for playing during silence.


BAROQUE: If it's baroque, fix it!


BASS CLARINET: A soprano clarinet impersonating a bassoon; a very keyful instrument.


BASS CLARINETIST: Someone to fear.


BASS LINE: The epitome of boredom.


BASSOON: An instrument designed for people who like playing bass, just not loudly. NOT a big oboe, NOT bass duck, NOT the cow instrument, NOT the tugboat sound

BASS WEASAL: What I like to call bass clarinetists, after the bass weasal in the Bandimals! section.


BATTERY: Something that would power a tuner if anyone ever turned the thing on.


BIS (bees): Annoying insects that buzz around and torment the marching band at band camp all summer.


BLACK SOCKS: Part of the required concert uniform, but grey ones are all right if nobody catches you. Really, white ones are, too.


BLOCK BAND: Something that poorly made floats in a parade do well.


BLUE AND ORANGE: Generally agreed to be a really bad choice for school colors.


BOURDON: Part of a drum set, if you're already carrying your instrument and a stand.


BOW TIE: The single most frequently challenged part of standard concert uniform. Also, for tubists in Chamber, a joke.


BRASS: The section of the band made up of shiny instruments with weird mouthpieces who sit in the back. Saxophones aren't considered brass, even though they're made of brass, and neither are flutes, even though they aren't wooden and they have a weirdo mouthpiece instead of a reed. Silver trumpets and euphoniums are considered brass, as are copper trombones. But what's in a name?


BROKEN CHORD: The reason you can't hear the guitar.


CAMERA: An object carried by many band geeks in hopes of blackmailing others later.


CANON: Two French horn players trying to play the same part.


CARDS: Used to entertain band members when they're supposed to be helping set up/paying attention/doing anything. The only thing keeping them on the edge of sanity.


C CLEF: C clef run.


CHANCE MUSIC: When you get extremely lucky and the band actually sounds good.


CHORUS: The group of "musicians" who reside across the hall and wish they were cool or talented enough to be in the band. Sometimes the ones smart enough to play an instrument hang around for pep band.


CLARINET: An untuneable device for people who want to be in the band but have weak arms and don't wish to be heard.


CLARINET PLAYER: One of about 1000 people who happened to pick up a clarinet on the first day of band and are too timid to ever try anything else. Hobbies include squeaking and complaining about parts.


CLEF: Something to jump from before the French horn solo.


CLUSTER CHORD: A trombone section trying to play the same note.


CODA: A sophisticated way of encrypting music.


COLLA: Soft drinks. The only reason the pep ensemble can scrape together even fifteen members.


COMMON TIME: "Let's synchronize our watches."


COMPOSER: Someone everyone likes to complain about and is generally able to do so without fear of retribution.


CON: A guy who's in prison.


CON BRIO: Stolen cheese.


CON CALORE: A fat criminal.


CONCERT: A place where people go to cough and sneeze.


CONDUCTING: An action taken by conductors in attempt to control what goes on in the band room, but more frequently only causes band members to laugh uproariously at their motions which are remarkably similar to dancing.


CON SPIRITO: A criminal's ghost.


CONTRABASSOON: Like a bassoon, only more so.


COUNTERMELODY: Non-prescription music.


COUNTERPOINT: A favorite device of many Baroque composers, all of whom are dead, though there is not necessarily a connection between these two facts.


CPS: Chronic Playing Syndrome. There's no known cure [that the Haven is able to legally endorse].


CUT TIME: When everyone else is playing twice as fast as you are.


DAMPER PEDAL: A flower in the rain.


DEGREE: A measurement of temperature that band directors deny the presence of all summer during band camp.


DETACHé: An indication that the trombones are to play with their slides removed.


DIESEL CLARINET: What Renni thinks the name of the bass clarinet should be changed to, just because it's so much cooler.


DIRECTOR: The person who thinks they're in charge and claims responsibility when everything is going well but claims denial when things go wrong.


DISCORD: Not to be confused with datcord.


DOLCE: Sweetly. DOLCISSIMO: Tooth decay.


DOMINANT: An adjective used to describe the one trumpeter on the wrong note.


DOUBLE BASS: Also called the bass viol, string bass, and bass fiddle. It has so many names because it is so huge.


DOUBLE REED: A good way to make a band member's face look like they just ate a lemon.


DOUBLE TONGUING: Something flutists and trumpeters pretend to know how to do.


DR. BEAT: A form of punishment so vile it's not even used in hell and is prohibited by the eighth amendment.


DRESS LEFT/RIGHT/CENTER: A wonderful way to break your neck.


DRUM: Devices designed to be hit with sticks to make LOUD noise and annoy the rest of the band. Designed to play so loud that none of the other band members can hear their mistakes.


DRUM CAPTAIN: The leader of the percussion section who's main requirement for the job is to not be able to hold a steady tempo.


DRUM LINE: The people hitting the drums (or each other) with sticks in time with each other, but either a half beat earlier or later than the band and one beat from the pit.


DUEL: Music played by two people at the same time.


DYNAMICS: Something trumpet players never worry about.


EUPHONIUM: A tuba wannabe.


EIGHTH NOTE: The one everyone breathes on, except in 3/4 time.


ENERGICO: Who to call when the furnace breaks.


ENGLISH HORN: Neither English nor a horn, not to be confused with the French horn, which is German.


ESCAPE TONE: The last note before you scurry offstage.


EXECUTION: What the band goes through at band camp.


FALSETTO: A flutist playing a difficult run.


FANTASIA: When the band sounds good.


FIELD: 100 yards in length, this is a wide expanse of mud on which bands perform. Contained within the area of this expanse are frequent sprinklers with occasional patches of grass.


FIGHT SONG: An annoying, peppy song played by the pep band at every conceivable opportunity, often impeding progress of the basketball game.


FLAG: A weapon; the color guard's only means of protection, or often, retribution.


FLIP FOLDER: An object possessed by every member of the marching band, none of which will ever contain all the right parts.


FLUTE: An instrument designed for the sole purpose of supplying the band with a bunch of girls to complain about thirty-second note runs.


FLUTIST: Person who plays the flute. Orchestras need only three but bands seem to require about four hundred. Sometimes known as flautists, but no matter what term you use, they'll always insist on the other.


FOOTBALL TEAM: What football team?


FORTE: The lowest dynamic marking a brass instrument can play at, with the possible exception of French horn.


FORTE POSSIBILE: A question woodwinds are asked.


FRENCH HORN: Only brass instrument that is played with left hand. Involves strings in conjunction with valves and an impossibility to play fast or loud. It would be okay if not for being so tangled up.


FURIOSO: What the conductor is when you don't practice.


GLIDE STEP: Wheee!


GLISSANDO: The musical equivalent of slipping on a banana peel.


GUARDIE: Person who waves flags, rifles or sabres around during marching shows to distract the judges from how off step everyone is. When they want attention, they whack the instrumentalists with the thing they're twirling.


GUSTO: A blast of wind. Salvation in marching band practice.


HALF NOTE: The length of time a piccolo stays in tune.


HARP: A nude piano.


HEY WAR: For football games. First they play it, then we play it louder, then they play it faster, then we play it faster and louder...


HIT: Wham!


HOT CHOCOLATE: Salvation on a cold night at marching band.


HUMORESQUE: These jokes would be an example, or possibly when the conductor says he'll let you out on time.


IDIOMATIC: A percussionist.


IMPROVISATION: What trumpet players do during rests.


INQUIETO: The band room.


INTONATION: Don't worry about it. No one else does.


IRATO: The conductor when you keep missing the high note.


IRONICO: When you practice and practice for hours on end, and then the concert is postponed.


JAZZ BAND: A cruel joke on two eager flutists who tried out, were accepted into the band, and then completely forgotten about. But who's bitter?
JAZZ CLARINET or JAZZ FLUTE: The people who take trumpet parts and sit in the front row of a jazz band. Nobody wants them around, but they come anyway because they love being overpowered by trumpeters.


KEY CHANGE: A change in the main pitch or "tonal center" which takes full effect three to five bars after it is noted in the music.


LARGHETTO: A big inner city area. Used to describe the lowest band (ghetto band): a big group of slow musicians.


LAWNMOWER DANCE: Don't get too close to the flutes at football games.


LIBRETTO: The bell.


LOCO: Motion.


LOST AND FOUND: A box that contains one thousand items that have been sitting around since the dark ages that everyone refuses to claim, none of which are the item you're looking for.


MANUAL: The book that theoretically tells you all the fingerings for your instrument, half of which are wrong, according to the director.


MARCHING UNIFORM: An interesting garnment designed to conveniently keep the wearer too hot in the afternoon and too cold at night, and be really itchy no matter what. Usually comes with a shako, despite the fact that those hats have been proven in scientific tests to be ugly.


MEAN-TONE TEMPERAMENT: One's state of mind when everybody's trying to tune at the same time.


MELODIC MINOR: A freshman in the highest band.


MENO MOSSO: Percussionists don't know what this means.


MEZZO FORTE: The loudest dynamic marking a woodwind can play at.


MI: A flutist's favorite word.


MICROTONE: Flutists play with this.


MINUET: The average amount of time it takes for someone to notice a tempo change.


MODERATO: The person who regulates a debate.


MORDENT: When you look down and realize you dropped your instrument harder than you thought.


MOTIVE: "Well, we have the weapon..."


MOVEMENT: Good thing to do so the conductor can't start a piece.


MUD: A substance that the school wishes to grow and thus waters the field every night in hopes of increasing the supply of.


NATIONAL ANTHEM: A song traditionally either played by the pep band or sung before a basketball game. If it's being sung, a time for geeks in the pep band to talk. If it's being played, a disaster.


NATURAL: Band music never sounds this way.


NONHARMONIC TONES: Band rehearsal.


NOTES: Dollar bills of varying denominations. Obviously, not possessed by band geeks.


OBBLIGATO: Band community service, eg. the parade, the graduation, or pep band.


OBOE: An excellent way to annoy the neighbors.


OBOIST: Insane people who decide they want to grapple with two reeds instead of just one.


OCTAVE DISPLACEMENT: "Where'd I put my music again?"


OFFICERS: The people who think they have some power in marching band. Sold a LOT of fruit.
OOMPAH PIECE: A song where your part is simple and repetitive for the majority of the time, e.g. Cs on 1 and 3, Bbs on 1 and Fs on 4, almost every bassoon part, etc.


OVERTURE: Anywhere except over here.


PAGE TURN: A good excuse for not playing the hard parts.


PARADE REST: A form of relaxation while standing up. Little talking, but some required to keep band geeks sane.


PARALLEL MINOR: A music student who is as tall as his instructor.


PENTATONIC: Schweppes has been shaken but not opened.


PEP BAND: A collection of at most 40 band geeks that voluntarily, or sometimes because they're required to, get together to play disastrous cacophonies loudly during basketball games without rehearsing much and try to pass it off as music. Uniform: band-issued T-shirts, goofy smile. Requires five more trumpets than ever show up and about 20 flutes and clarinets.
PEP BASSOON: A bassoonist in pep band. Also known as swingin' bassoon. Usually either one or zero in a pep band. Position designed for people who enjoy playing second trombone or euphonium parts and straining their arms dragging a bassoon across the school while trying to juggle a music stand, a binder of music and a bottle of pop.


PEP ENSEMBLE: Pep band when only about 15 or 20 people show up, which is most of the time. It's more fun than pep band, but low numbers are a great excuse for trumpet players to blast right into everyone's ears.


PERCUSSIONIST: Someone who can't blow into an instrument and hit keys at the same time. Neither can they read music at all. Suprisingly, they have no trouble talking while banging sticks on something. They lurk in the back of the band room and play "instruments" that most people haven't touched since kindergarden.


PERFECT CHORD: Insert your own funny definition here.


PERFECTION: See YEAH, RIGHT.


PHRASE: An incomplete sentence, e.g.: "If you breathe at the end of the second bar again..."


PIANO: The thing in the corner that everyone would rather play than their instrument.


PICCOLO: A high-pitched instrument similar to the flute, only you can actually hear that it's out of tune.


PICCOLO PLAYER: Person who decides that, rather than be drowned out by the trumpets on flute, they'd like to squeak out impossibly high notes on an instrument so small, the cases are often mistaken for glasses cases. I don't even know why those things have handles, when you can just slip it in your pocket.


PICCOLO TRUMPET: You wanna see how many dogs there are in this town? 


PICCOLO TRUMPETER: A trumpeter that lost his dog and can actually count to 4!


PITCH CLASS: A baseball clinic.


PIU: What to say when you finish a piece.


PLUNGER: Supposed to be used as a mute, but is more useful for entertaining the drummers.


POCO: A fun thing to do to flutes.


POMPOSO: A conductor.


POSSIBILE: Anything's possibile.


POWER CHORD: It plugs into the wall.


PRACTICE: Don't worry about it. Musicians never do it anyway.


PRACTICE ROOM: A place people go to make out, fiddle with the pianos, argue, or basically do anything BUT practice.


PRECIPITATE: Rain, snow, hail, etc. Most directors will force you to march anyway.


PRECISION: Ha!!!


PREPATORY BEAT: A threat made to musicians, e.g.: "Play or else!"


PRESTO: Change-o.

PRESTISSIMO: A really good magic trick

QUADRILLE: When the director cuts off and starts over for the fourth time.


QUAVER: An action for flutists in the front row when the director's angry.


RANGE: "Home, home in my range . . ."


RC COLA: A liquid which is almost as important to band geeks as valve oil, although it is drunk in larger quantities.


RECITAL: Where to catch up on your sleep.


REED: No brass players can.


REHEARSAL: The event that goes on in the band room. Talking is generally prohibited, but is okay as long as nobody catches you.


REPRISE: I won again!


RESOLUTION: An oath frequently made by music teachers, e.g.: "I'll never use that song again!"


REST: What tuba players do during rehearsal. Also known as: zzzz . . .


RISOLUTO: Indicates to orchestras they are to stubbornly maintain the correct tempo no matter what the conductor tries to do.


RITARD: The idiot behind the stick.


ROOT: Generally the most important note of a chord, which is why it's always drowned out by the people on the eighth.


SAXOPHONE: A weirdo mutant woodwind that is made of brass, but still considered a woodwind. Basically a big metal clarinet. Usually only played at bars where people are too drunk to care how bad it sounds.


SCHIETTO: --I mean, shoot.


SCIFFLE: Trombone players are always getting into these.


SCORE: The act of marking something with deep gouges. Only used by music students to mark music. Oh yeah, and you'll get in trouble with your director at the end of the year if you try to keep score. Sheet music is expensive!


SECTION: A group of people who play the same instrument, think it's the best, and go to great lengths to prove it.


SECTION NINE: A form of cruel and unusual punishment where band geeks are forced to play rhythm studies on the same tone again and again until someone comes over from chorus to see why the band is hosting a road rage clinic. Also known as the traffic jam song.


SEMITONE: Clarinetists play with this.


SERIAL MUSIC: A new crime wave in New York City.


SHAKO: Weirdo hats so stylishly shaped like buckets, which, prior to their popularization in marching bands, hadn't been used since the Mexican War (really. Check your history book).


SHARP: An adjective used to describe another musician whose opinions are in harmony with your own.


SINISTRA: A French hornist (because French horn is the only brass instrument played with the left hand...).


SIX-FOUR: Or 25. A favorite of pep band geeks (this is kind of an inside joke).


SIXTEENTH NOTE: Everyone breathes on this one, too (see EIGHTH NOTE).


SMOOTH: Something saxophone players think they are.


SMORZANDO: Dessert made of graham crackers, marshmallows, and chocolate.


SOL: Something band members are supposed to play with, but generally don't.


SONORITY: Why the older people get to go first.


SOUSAPHONE: An instrument that adds bass to the band. Can play any note as long as it's a low G.


SPICATTO: How a wind instrument sounds halfway through the piece.


SQUEAK: The only sign that the woodwind reeds give that they are actually playing.


STABILE: Where the horses are kept. Sometimes known as the Bach Chorale.


STEP PROGRESSION: A support group.


STESSO: Band causes too much.


STREPITOSO: Why you missed band practice last week (we believe you).


SUITE: Mmmm!


SUPERTONIC: Excellent medicine. Good for STREPITOSO.


SUSPENSION: This won't look good to colleges.
TACIT: Or leave it.


TANGO: What happens over the winter if you don't go to a salon.


TARANTELLA: Eeek!


TEMPO CHANGE: The signal for the musicians to ignore the conductor.


THE BAND TEAM: The great debate: does it exist or not?


THEREMIN: One of the B vitamins.


TRAIL ARMS: Holding your arms in an uncomfortable position so you can do a horn movement while marching.


TRANSPOSITION: A necessity for flute players who want to be in jazz band to know.


TRANSVERSE FLUTE: When you hand your flute to a percussionist and they hold it the wrong way.


TRILL: The musical equivalent of an epileptic seizure.


TROMBONE: A slide whistle with delusions of grandeur. The easiest brass instrument to master. Also works as a double weapon: can be used either to blow spit at people or bonk people with the slide. The loudest and therefore most spirited (or possibly just most annoying) section of the band.


TROMBONIST: A person whose fingers are too slow to move to different fingerings for whole notes and rests, and therefore play instruments that involve shoving a slide back and forth.


TRUMPET: A high-pitched brass instrument, when it's not referring to an elephant.


TRUMPETER: Wimps who want to play a brasswind, but don't have enough creativity or lung capacity to play anything but a little knot of metal.


TUBA: An instrument that is much larger than its name.


TUNE: The condition when all instruments are within half a step of each other.


TUNER: A paperweight.


TUNING: A period of time in which one instrument holds a note and everyone in the band tries to match the pitch. The following consequences usually result: all the clarinets get in tune with each other, but are almost a half step behind the trumpets, who still aren't as sharp as the flutes, and no one even wants to talk about the piccolo. Meanwhile, the trombonists are playing anything and hoping the director won't notice, the French horns still don't know what's going on, the bassoonist is doing something all her own, and no one can hear a thing over the percussionists talking.


TUNING FORK: The point where, after holding the same pitch for so long, the instrument everyone is tuning to starts going flat.


TUTTI: Fruitti.


UNISON: The parts of the music that are easier, but less fun.


UNORDERED SET: When the clarinetists forget to sit with firsts at one end of the section and thirds at the other.


UPBEAT: Cheerful, lighthearted, or cheerleaders.


VALVE: A key object on most brass instruments that sticks only during important performances and solos.


VALVE OIL: Exquisitely tasty with a twist of lemon. A form of currency for brass players. Most important ingredient to a beverage known as "Valve Oil Daiquiri."


VITAMENTE: Nutritional supplements. See THEREMIN.


WHITE NOISE: Jazz band in a largely caucasian district.


WHOLE NOTE: Bassoonists can't hold one.


WHOLE STEP: 22 1/2 inches.


WINDCHIMES: A percussion instrument that is always hidden for reasons that remain unknown.


WOODWINDS: The section of a band usually characterized by a wooden reed, except in the case of flutes and piccolos. Usually known for their squeaks, except in the case of flutes and piccolos, which are known for their mistakes on thirty-second note runs.


XYLOPHONE: An instrument for percussionists who can actually tell the difference between one note and another.


Z: Man, I can't believe you're still reading this. You must REALLY be a band geek. Get a life! Shoo!

 

 

Voice mail message prompts:

Flutist: Hi! I'm out with my boyfriend and all my other friends, so I can't come to the phone now. Leave a message. Oh, yeah, wait for the beep. *BEEP*

Oboist: Hi. I'm not here right now...well, technically I guess I AM here NOW...but here and now are both relative terms...but...just leave a message! *BEEP*

Clarinetist: Umm...(whispering to self) What should I say? (normal tone) Umm...hi. Uh, leave a message...yeah. Thanks. Bye. *BEEP*

Alto clarinetist: Uh, this is Becca THE Alto Clarinetist. (yells) HOW DARE YOU INTERUPT MY PARCTICE!!! (in a rude tone) I don't know why you're calling me in the first place, so please don't. I thought you'd know better. I don't know why I have a phone in the first place. I think I'll have it disconnected so I can spend the money buying more reeds. (yells) DO NOT LEAVE A MESSAGE AFTER THE BEEP!!! Oh, yeah (yells again) AND DON'T CALL BACK!!!! *BEEP*

Bass clarinetist: Hi. I can't come to the phone right now, probably because I'm off at the music store buying reeds, or cork grease...or some clarinet thing. Anyway, leave a message. *BEEP*

Sax player: (sound of someone playing sax, interrupted by a squeak) Okay, I'm hanging around the band room. You can leave a message, but the odds you'll reach me are better if you just try for the band room. See ya. (playing resumes) *BEEP*

Bassoonist: Yeah, um, I'm practicing and can't be interrupted. I'll call you back if I ever stop. *BEEP*

Trumpeter: Hi. I--(breaks off, starts in a lower voice) Hi. I'm not around now, so just let me get back to you when I get back from band. See ya later. *BEEP*

French hornist: Umm...you've probably got the wrong number, so don't leave a message, okay? Thanks. *BEEP*

Trombonist: Hey, man, I can't get the phone now. You probably don't want to know what I'm doing, so just leave a message and...I guess I'll call you back. 42! *BEEP*

Female trombonist: Hi. You've reached the home of [insert name here], the FEMALE TROMBONIST. I can't come to the phone right now, but rest assured that I'm out upholding the dignity and honor of the female trombonists. We are not the same as our male counterparts! We are completely different! And we shall make our voices heard! Just wait! We'll--(gets cut off by time limit) *BEEP*

Euphonium player: (abruptly) Hi. Leave a message. *BEEP*

Tubist: (kind of laughing voice) Yeah, I'm not home now, so leave a message and I'll call you back. Have a nice day! *BEEP*

Percussionist: (the sound of someone playing a cadence on a tabletop plays in the background) Oh, okay. Um, hey, I'm out, so leave a message at the beep...ah, who am I kidding, I'm going to catch all these calls anyway. (cadence resumes) *BEEP*

Guardie: Hi! Sorry, can't come to the phone right now--(sound of a flag banging into something in the background) (quietly) Oh, shit. (normal tone) Uh...just leave a message, okay? Thanks. *BEEP*

Drum major: Hi. I'm not home right now because I'm tormenting the marching band by holding them after practice is over, but I'll get back to you around...midnight. If I feel like letting them out by then. If they ever get the show right. Bye. *BEEP*

Student conductor: Hi, I'm too busy to come to the phone right now, but leave a message and I'll get back to you if I ever finish making copies for the band people who CAN'T HOLD ONTO THEIR MUSIC!! (aggravated scream gets cut off) *BEEP*

Conductor: (a recording of some obscure song plays in background) Yeah, I'm not home because I'm too busy organizing ten million different things for band, so leave a message and I'll call you back if I ever stop to sleep. Ah, forget it, just call the band office. *BEEP*

 

 

This is a parody on Sum 41's song "Fat Lip"

Sum41 "fat lip" parody
By: The Magic Leprechaun

Storming down the isles and doing our best
People who arent are counting the rests
The other band, from the land is staring at us
We continue to march, they continue to fuss

We are the ones you knew at your in high school
Always hanging out when the band didnt have to
Attention we dont crave, we cannot behave
Were sick of hearing jokes that movie made

We dont wanna waste our time
Talking to the non-bandies of our own school
We will never change our minds
Back down and try to be cool
Never will

Because we dont
Conform to the rest and think were the best
A formidable enemy with not to mess
Bari sax and bells are our toys for play
Conductor and band camp are the jokes that we say

We like having fun at the conductors expense and,
They are about to strangle us before the routine ends
If we faint during the show, the people never know,
And bandies will try not to step on toes

We dont wanna waste our time
Talking to the non-bandies of our own school
We will never change our minds
Back down and try to be cool
Never will

Please count your rests, be sure to come in
Please count your rests, not just to ten
Please count your rests, come in on two
Please count your rests, or prepared to be chewed!

Well, real good at those eighth-not runs
Cases carried around for status or somethin
Standing on the corner of the b-hall and math
Should we stick around or go to class?
In the end we stay, the bell rings off the hook
Were on the tardy list, wanted for the detention books
Like music with trills and uniforms with frills
The conductors said that hes gonna get some kills
We dont wanna waste our time
Talking to the non-bandies of our own school
We will never change our minds
Back down and try to be cool
Never will

Waste our time with them
Non-bandies of our own school
Waste our time with them
Not back down and try to be cool
Never will

 

 

Heres a really cute parody on the song Sleigh Ride!

 

'Valve Oil' (Parody of 'Sleigh Ride')
By Kris Heiby

Hear the conductor sayin that
We're not playin, and why?
I guess it's time dump spit
Then a valve oil, my trumpet and I
The flutes are resting, sayin
That they are playin so high
I guess it's time to dump spit
Then a valve oil, my trumpet and I

Rest BLAT rest BLAT rest BLAT no more
Syncopation's a bore
Sometimes low brass parts make me snore
Rest BLAT rest BLAT rest BLAT it's fine
This oil of mine
I'll oil through rust if I must
All of this class until lunch time

Our bells are nice and shiny
The flutes are whiny, not we
The saxes blend like flavors
Like someone signing wavers with glee
Whip out your snake it's for the best
Do we only rest? Sigh.
I guess it's time to dump spit
Then a valve oil, my trumpet and I

The conductor holds the fermata like it's his brain
It'll be the forte ending of a forte strain
We'll be oiling our valves, inspecting them, repeat and never stop
Look real close and then you can see the droplets drop
Drop! Drop! Drop!
There's a happy feeling nothing in the world can buy
When our oil, smooth and shiny, perfect, we apply
And the band will sound like an eery crane, an old hag, pale and meek
Because no one wants to play out but the high and some low brass geeks

 

This Year...
Hudson High School Class Act Band competed at many competitions!
Heres our Results
 
Golden Invitational (Marching Band): The Beatles Third Place
 
FBA (Florida Bandmasters Association, Marching Band): The Beatles Straigth Superiors! 1 out of 6 bands to get straight superiors
 
Concert District Music Performance Asessment: (Concert Band) Brighton Beach, Thus do you Fare My Jesus, Cajun Folk Songs; Straight Superiors!
 
Concert State MPA (Concert Band): Bravura, Pageant, Toccata for Band; Straight Excellents
 
 
 
*Enjoy Life More With Music*
 
 
Heres some Band Sayings!
 
Oh No....OBOES!!
 
Bassooner The Better!
 
Pratice Safe Sax
 
Blow Hard
 
Kiss my Brass ;)
 
Trombones do it in Seven Positions
 
Dude...Wheres my Sousa?
 
Old band nerds never die...They just leave after halftime!
 
Double Reeds Do It Better!
 
If at first you dont succeed.....You obvioulsy do not play French Horn!
 
Real Men dont use Lyres!
 
I Like Minors....
 
What time is it!?!?!? HALF TIME!
What time is it!?!?!!? HALF TIME!!!!
WHAT TIME IS IT?!?!? HALF TIME!!!!
Whatre we gonna do!?!? PLAY!
Whatre we gonna do??!?! PLAY!!!
Whatre we gonna do?!?!?!?! PLAY!!!!!
Band on 3! Ready!?!? 1....2....3....BAND!!!!!!!
 
I LOVE BAND CAMP!!!! I also enjoy velcro, bacon grease, and bus fumes!
 
 
 
 

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we all know the woodwinds are the REAL car wash winners :D

 

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