Oh. My. God. Somehow, the mere thought of this brings tears to my eyes. D': Tch, you had very good reasons to though. Curse the bloody thing. >D
Well, After a concert, I was fiddling around with my saxophone, just randomly sitting in the band room after everyone left. All of the sudden, the sound went all funny. I got really irritated about it [keep in mind, these were my pre-medication days, lol] and kept adjusting my reed to make it sound better. After literally thirty seconds I started that, I took off the mouthpiece and threw it at the wall as hard as I could. I swear to god, it looked like it exploded as it hit the wall. Made me start laughing like crazy.
It was about then that my mom came to find me because I hadn't met up with her yet. I got into so much trouble for that. All I can say now though, looking back on it, is that at least the mouthpiece was a cheap one. ^^; And the mouthpiece had been the problem.....either that or I just wasn't playing it right because I was kinda tired. >.> That was like, a three-hour long concert, and I played with most of the groups.
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