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Reminds me of our band. xd

My funniest band moment needs a little explanation. We got a new band director my junior year, and he changed a lot despite the fact that he said he wouldn't. I grumbled a complained almost contantly, and word got back to him about it. I never threatened him or anything, but it turns out that he was terrified of me. I eventually came to like him, and he got over his fear of me. On senior night, instead of shaking my hand and congratulating me, he shook my hand and said with a huge grin, "I'm not afraid of you anymore!" It was priceless! rofl

Well one day before practice started one of our trumpet guys was on the podium pretending to direct and he was in athletic shorts. I went up behind him and pants him to expose his tighty whities which had a huge yellow stain on the front...

cool In Marching band we were doing a follow the leader thing and we were doing it backwards to learn how big or small of steps to take to make our spots. rolleyes You hear "ouch" and bangs, until it gets to you. eek The mellophones had hit one another. sweatdrop Bells in the back of the head making the person hit there mouth on the mouth piece cry and it just went down the line arrow . It was priceless blaugh ...we still make fun of it though we don't even know who first screwed up, lol they obvisously did not know their spot. xp

lol that's what they all said wink

When i was in 8th grade, i had to be in the high school marching band. Well as you know most bandies hook up. So two years ago we had like 6 couples on the field, most of them in our child developing class. We had two people marching, while holding a fake baby on the field at the biggest football game. And have you ever seen a guy with a mullet and a baby on the way. He was our lead sax, and waddling on that field for practice was freaking funny.

Okey, I have a lot.

One day during class, two of my fellow french horn players had to use “the retarded stand” (that’s what we call it, it’s nearly broken). Both their music folders were on it and they fell off. Both of my friends lunged forward at the same time to catch them and they ended up smacking them over the stand and music flew everywhere.

Another time we were tuning our instruments in class. My friend had spit in her horn but she couldn’t find it and we had to start playing. She played high C and it was *crackle crackle crackle* all the way through. The only way to describe the look on my BD’s face, is priceless.

Once my other french horn friend couldn’t find her spit (this happens quite often . . ) and so she took her horn to the front of the class to our BD. He tried a few slides and nothing came out. So he turned again to try a different way and a river of spit came gushing out the bell onto his leg. It was funny. Gross, but hilarious.

During our Fall concert we were playing a song that was a collection of a few horror songs, and one of them was Psycho. We wanted someone to scream in it, but all the girls were too embarrassed to volunteer to do it in front of a lot of people. Right before the concert started, one of our alto-sax players offered to do it. He wasn’t sure he wanted to, though. Then after the “train wreck” note (that’s what we called it) all of a sudden – AHHHH!!!! It was SO funny. The entire audience, the whole band, and my BD was nearly like crying from laughter. Another alto-sax said later, “I didn’t think he would do it, and I’d just finished playing the note when I heard AHHHHHH!!!!” (Note: You can listen to said concert here - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y2lT1e8jiFo . Start it at 1:58 to hear the scream (but it sucked cause our playing covered it up some))

Once my friend had a tampon in band. I do not know why. She was sniffing it because apparently it smelled good. Anyway, this guy was making fun of her for it. So she yells out “If you don’t shut up I’ll stick this up your butt!” while pointing to the tampon. She didn’t realize that what she said sort of made sense, and we all busted out in hysterical laughter.

Last year I wasn’t in jazz band, and the 7th grade concert and the jazz band concert were on the same night. The percussionists set up the cow bell directly next to me and the other fhorns. It was the loudest. Thing. Ever. We always talk about how we can still hear it day after day and how he permanently damaged our hearing. It haunts us.

One day in class our band director brought out some percussion instrument, if you could even call it that. It was neon pink, orange, and green and looked like something a 5-year-old would play with. He made one of our best percussionists play it in this one piece and it made this weird squeaky noise. You can hear it at 1:40 in the concert mentioned above.

Once we were doing a concert rehearsal in the gym and my BD had to go back to the band room to get something, so he gave his baton to the gym coaches. They were AWFUL conductors but we knew our piece so well that it didn’t really matter. They were having so much fun though, it was hilarious. Plus it was fun showing off for 5th period P.E. ^^

This is kind of unrelated but cool. See, I have this weird obsession with any even mildly cute guy who plays percussion. So I was warming up in the warm-up room for district band auditions, and I was about to stop when this REALLY hot percussion guy walks past me. So I played my four scales really fast and perfectly in the about 20 second time period he was within hearing range of me. It was awesome.

We were at our performance evaluation. We walked in like we thought we should, but me and the other two french horns realized we were on the opposite side of where we normally are. I pointed this out to my friend and she just whispered back “It doesn’t matter!” but it did. Our BD raised his baton when we were all seated, looked around, and said, “Where are the french horns?” We were like umm . . . over here! So then he made us get up and move to the other side and we nearly fell off the stage. All this in front of the judges. So embarrassing.

I have more . . . which I can’t remember . . . and might add later.

I love band haha.

The one I remember was from my eighth grade year. I'm a clarinet player, but for my eighth grade year, I was playing Oboe, just because I wanted to, so I played oboe for the year. However, whenever I didn't feel like taking out my oboe, I just sight transposed it to clarinet (really simple). So I would do that most of the time too... Well, during the end of the year, we were preparing for a concert, and we had been practicing the song "The Great Locomotive Chase," where I had switched to Bells for that song. Well, one day, I was in my "I don't want to play the Bells" mood, so I decided to SIGHT transpose it to clarinet since I figured it was the same as transposing from Oboe... Well, for those of you who have played The Great Locomotive Chase, the right after the run, the Bells play a div. for octaves D. To act as part of the train ringing bell or whatever. Well, I decided to play it on my clarinet, and all you heard, was me playing loudly and obnoxiously the "Ringing Bell." Needless to say, the guy on my right, my Bassoon playing friend started to laugh hysterically, which stopped me from playing because it was so funny. Eventually the BD saw what happened and he chuckled, and the clarinets looked over to us, and stopped playing and they laughed. Basically all the good players in our band, got what had happened and they all couldn't stop laughing, and we had to stop the class for five minutes because it was just THAT funny.

Haha, okay, that was my lame story.. ;] Bye!