quotes from band!!

random things that happen in fifth period band. managed by a confused percussionist.

[bandhall]

day 58 of being in band this year

- band director passes out a new pep tune, separate from the four sheets we’ve already been given

- whispers go around, everyone’s wondering what it could be

- percussion gets it last, so we don’t know what it is until five minutes after everyone already knows

- it’s baby shark.

- it’s fucking baby shark

- the french horns sing “and i oop sksksks” to the tune of baby shark all throughout our core classes

[bandhall]

day 54 of being in band this year: 

the band director walked in on our tuba standing on a chair yelling at our saxophone to stop playing careless whisper

[omg-horns]

May the Bach memes never end

[official-tuba]

Clarinets are just recorders going through puberty

[trebott42]

@innocentlittlecinnamonroll

[you-had-me-at-e-flat-major]

i would object but you have a point

[quatara-moved]

bach: *falls down *

bach: looks like ive BAROQUE my leg ahaha

bach: i need medical attention

[pianissimopianist]

When the conductor makes remarks like: 

“Put your instruments in your lap!”

 "You need the instrument up to your mouth to play it"

 "Everyone tune themselves" 

“Practice at home!!”

 And you’re like

[lingling40hrs]

describe your instrument in four words or less

[theundercoverflutist]

right ear permanently damaged

[elly-fant]

I can’t hear you

[justanotherpiccplayer]

Too high, kill me

[hallucination-fag]

How many ledger lines?

[justmusicianquotes]

Constantly out of tune

(I feel like it’s just a bunch of flute and picc players lol)

[myviolaisprettierthanyou]

So a bigger violin?

[four-flats]

Big; push buttons

[clarinetplayingpenguin]

NOOT NOOT

[officialtrumpets]

glorified metal tube

[official-euphonium]

Tuba? No.

[marching-band-against-humanity]

it’s not tuba, mom

[bandhall]

bang bang dreaded rhythms

that’s not a xylophone

[bandhall]

day 51 of being in band this year

- trumpets keep blasting during amber moon (naoya wada)

- trumpets then stop to laugh at each other when someone’s third valve slide falls out, and since they have the melody, they drop out

- percussionists turn to glare at them

- bass line gets slightly louder

- flutes agressively play the solo

- bass line doesn’t care

- fuck woodwinds

- band director cuts us off

- BD turns to trumpets

- rubs his eye with middle finger & says “please notice which finger i’m using”

[bandhall]

clarinets: do you have any bags?

tubas: the only bags i have are the ones under my eyes, dark and heavy, with the sole purpose of carrying the weight of my existence.

clarinets: you could've just said no.