I'm really sorry you guys... it's been really overdue for another one of these... so here you go!
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Towards the beginning of marching season, Zane would walk up to people and hit them with this half-section of a pool noodle he had for some reason, then just YELL "YOU HAVE BEEN NOODLED"
Every day as our accompanist for show choir and concert choir leaves, she always says "Ta ta, ya'll," and it's the greatest thing ever. Beth is such a legend.
Mr. J was getting on this one kid for keeping his mask up, and joked that he would tape it on his face if he couldn't keep it up. The one kid then said "Why don't you use a stapler? That would work better!" And the entire band burst out laughing.
One day Kevin (the kid who brought an umbrella to band camp) said randomly to this other trombonist "I'm gonna pull your lungs out of your chest and force you to eat them as you're slowly suffocating," and I have never been more concerned for that kid's sanity.
Also in concert choir, Mr. J sometimes monitors us to make sure we're not on our phones. So one day, he said "you never know who will be watching you guys to make sure you aren't on your phones..." and kids across the auditorium were either yelling "sAnTA!!!!" or "JeSUs!!!"
Also, you know that thing that band directors do when the band won't stop talking, like they hold their hands up for a really long time until we notice and shut up? Well, Mr. J said that when that happens for a long time he "feels like Jesus". Five minutes later, he was doing it again because my section wouldn't stop talking, and Zack just whispered behind me, "feel like Jesus yet??" and I lOST IT right before we were about to play...
So jazz band has started up (kind of, but I'll save all the details of that for another day), and we're doing small group stuff. Zack and Dylan are doing an arrangement of deck the halls, which they so fondly call "deck the balls" or, "male body part (but they actually say it) the balls"
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RandomIf you like quirky band kids, musical jokes, and marching fails, this is the book for you. This is all real things that have happened to me as a Trumpet player in my high school's marching band. I hope all you band kids out there can find this funny...