#band geek

[dontforgetthefrenchhorns]

Just, like, in your experience which section has been the most intolerable to be around and deal with. Also I separated the saxophones this time because last time people were upset I kept them together lmao <3

I'm causing problems on purpose <33

#concert band #band #marching band #band geek #polls

[goldrushenthusiast]

the lyric “happiness hit her like a bullet in the back” is so freakin genius I could go on forever about it. there’s so many layers.

firstly, the happiness. a SURPRISE. we’ve spent the whole song talking about how she is evading happiness, and how she’s running from things, but this happiness surprised her! it wasn’t supposed to happen, but she is happy that it did, even if it was unexpected.

then of course, the fact that it was in the back. this happiness wasn’t supposed to happen. it was a betrayal, a fluke, something born from something ugly then turned into something happy, which ties back to the surprise part.

and this might seem inconsequential, but the fact it was a BULLET. the bullet hit her in the back. it was a duel she was in, a constant struggle, and her opponent betrayed her and killed her illegally, bringing her surprising happiness. there are so many ways to interpret this, for example the idea of letting go of something hurting and feeling like it was a betrayal but ultimately being necessary and for the better, but my favorite is;

the idea her outrunning things has finally caught up to her, and it has shot her in the back. it made it so she can’t outrun things, betraying a constant part of herself, yet she finds out she’s happier when she doesn’t, even though she wasn’t supposed to. that way it can tie in with the rest of the idea. that, and the title and lyric “Dog Days Are Over” suggests the idea that things are ending, and what better to end than the self-sabotaging thing?

I also want to look at the first lyric like this, “Happiness hit her like a train on the track. Coming towards her, stuck still no turning back.”

This implies something more reckless, more accidental, and yet more purposeful. She’s standing on a track, and a train hits her. But that happiness that just hit her is messy and accidental and she had no choice but to let it come to her.

Compared to the second one, the one that I mentioned first, this happiness if done by somebody. Somebody mentioned in the next line, “struck from a great height, by someone who should have known better and didn’t.”

This somebody knew her reckless past with happiness. It knew that it came suddenly for her and left easily, too, and that she also left it (the running thing). This person should have known not to give it to her, but they had to. So they betrayed her. This ended the Dog Days, or her running days. this opponent that I mentioned earlier in the duel (the struggle) is still trying to help, but she can’t see that. she wants to run but she can’t.

also, the whole “run fast for (people)” could mean that she thinks she has to run to protect everyone else, and this mysterious person wants to show her she doesn’t have to but can’t find a better way. Then the whole “can you hear the horses, cause here they come,” might mean that the horses (what she’s running from, her past/happiness) are going to come now too, now that she’s staying. She’s warning him.

Also, because this is turning into a whole song thing, the bridge. Or what I think is the bridge. “And I never wanted anything from you, except everything you had and what was left after that too,” this being before the bullet thing shows that she was aware of her self-sabotaging ways, and wanted to take them from the person. She knew what she had done to others and couldn’t let that happen to her.

She didn’t need to take, she needed to be given to.

Anywho yeah, Dog Days Are Over is one of my favorite Florence + The Machine songs even if it is popular. It’s so good and for someone who loves doing deep dives on things it’s a jackpot. So are a lot of her songs, actually.

Let me know if you ever want more!

#florence and the machine #florence + the machine #florence welsh #dog days are over #song #songs #song analysis #fatm #f+tm #band geek #florence welsh stan #dueling #betrayal

[sarahmaeschmidt]

Can’t believe we had a guy convince dozens of teenagers to do the splits simultaneously, consistently week after week in front of our peers and families

#marching band #cartoon modern #band kid #band geek #animation

[larz-barz]

y’all know what’s pretty cool?:3

i don’t go back to school until next Thursday

then

next friday

i’m auditioning for an honor band

for the non-band kids

an honor band is when students from around the area go to a school or a college and audition for their chair or placement in the band:)

i’m rlly excited for it:3

#random posts from larz #band kids #band geek #band stuff #hehe #yep im a band kid #saxophone 🎷

[loubella77]

#sexy geek #hot geek #geek #geek girl #freaks and geeks #star wars geek #band geek #scifi geek #geek culture #film geek #dnd art #dnd character #dnd oc #dnd5e #dnd #dnd campaign #dnd ocs #dnd homebrew #cosplay #con #costume #steampunk #her smile #gorgeous smile #pretty smile #cute smile #great smile #beautiful smile #smile #all smiles

[lovebirdgames]

Strike up the band and play as Cadence [name customizable], the new drum major of the Blue Mountain Bandits Marching Band! Make choices and forge relationships as you lead the band. Will you guide Cadence to love...or doom?

Find out in Band Camp Boyfriend, releasing May 11 on Steam (PC) & Itch.io (PC, Mac, Linux)!

#otome #otome mc #drum major #protagonist #marching band #band camp #dating sim #upcoming game #game release #band geek #band nerd

[kiki-mimi222222222]

I dreamed this night about scrolling tumblr - and found a random art from random artist (like in this dream not me drew this, but someone else) with Bucky Hensletter, looking exactly like this, and I “redrew” this from memory. I am satisfied.

You?

#rc9gn #my sketch #drew from memory #draw from memory #Bucky hensletter #rc9gn Bucky #green #floral #crown #band geek #randy cunningham 9th grade ninja #rc9gn fanart #art from dream #drawing dream #art

[crowjodojocasahouse]

was cursing my harmony homework, then i wrote the most neat, perfect, gorgeous, mouth-watering S, 2, AND flat i have ever written in my life.

#life is good #look at you you're gorgeous #harmony 3 moment #band geek #music

[sawlamander]

Hope you like Pink Floyd, cause I do lol. Made this a good while back just because.

Enjoy

Pink Floyd - Comfortably Numb

#art #amv #spongebob #spongebon squarepants #band geek #pink floyd #comfortably numb #video #music video #tumblr

[dontforgetthefrenchhorns]

Found some more band valentines on bluestarsdbc (Blue Stars Drum & Bugle Corps offical account!!!!) On Instagram!! And while some of them are really specific to them, here are the nonspecific ones <3

#idk why the instagram link is behaving differently from the last one. weird. #but! #the rat has spoken #concert band #band geek #marching band #band

[eljayetc]

Behold!

My Clarinets!

#clarinet #musician life #band geek #arts and crafts with lee

[byler4l1fer]

Nancy: *laughing* Is there anything you can't do?

Robin: Gather up my wits and ask you out.

Nancy: What?

Robin: What? *blushing*

#ronance #robin buckley #nancy wheeler #incorect quote #aww <3 #cute #stranger things #lesbian #bisexual #writing prompts #band geek #journalist

[awkward-marina-official]

SOUNDS INSTRUMENTS MAKE

oboe: honk

bassoon: HONK

sax: ZONK

clarinet: doot doot

flute: doodley doodley doo

piccolo: deedley deedley dee

trombone: waaaaaah

tuba/sousa: womp womp

trumpet: bah bah bah!

bass drum: BOM BOM BOM

timpani: BOMMMMM

bells: ding (obviously)

snare: pft

cymbals: PSHHHHHH!!!!

violin: zizizi

viola: zazaza

cello: zozozo

#band geek #instruments #music #musician #marching band #band kids #music jokes

[captainjaneofalexandria]

When the Mage casts hold

#doodle #sketch #black mage #fantasy #finalfantasy #magic #fanart #mage #marching band #mcr #my chemical romance #band geek #angry #hold #dnd #dungeons and dragons #Hogan #Jane

[earthtourist]

Am I a shadow musician? ✹ How music keeps me going.

Am I living thru the lives of my audio engineer partner, friends, and the music I listen to? Because I’m not an active musician, I’ve never taken the time to reflect on my musical journey. But sheesh, it’s been there all this time and is here to stay. And more than ever, I’ve been having a calling to make music. But before I dive into that, let’s pay tribute to everything that’s led to where I musically am so far. (As a pretext, you’ll see me mentioning different places. I have attended 11 different schools, moved 12 times and lived in 8 cities across the US.)

Although my parents aren’t the most musically aware (their taste in music is strictly The Beatles, Elvis, and Filipino serenades)- I always had an affinity towards music. I recall my parents getting me my first keyboard. Then eventually heavy-weighted piano which still sits in my living room today. The piano lessons which I honestly despised because my young wild mind couldn’t sit still. Nonetheless, I never failed at performing for my relatives at family parties. And we never failed at singing cheesy Filipino renditions of f pop songs on Magic Mike. Because my family was extremely poor and didn’t like me listening to “trashy radio music”, the only CDs I had at the time were Gorillaz - Demon Days and The Black Eyed Peas - Monkey Business. Luckily, now-that-I-think-about-it, I had the gift of being part of the golden Limewire/pirating era. Literally remember being 10 years old (2006), downloading London Bridge By Fergie. Damn did we all destroy our parents’ computers, but at least we had all of the .FLAC files to our hearts’ content.

Middle school was when I first entered a formal musical setting. In 7th grade, I learned an embarrassingly masculine instrument. A more mellow and melodic low brass instrument, the baritone/euphonium. But unfortunately resembled a tuba. I absolutely loved band. I was pretty bullied when I first moved to Florida in 6th grade. So the movement I got away from my racist enemies, I found my hobby and went all in. Immediately signed up for Jazz Band as a keyboardist and insisted on proving myself. By 8th grade, I had a sort of an identity crisis and embraced my scene/emo kid side- but never let go of the band nerd inside. I became first chair in advanced band then switched to trombone, where I got to learn how to improve on stage. My parents weren’t the most pleased and never went to my concerts. This continued throughout high school, and eventually had the same response to my art career. But that’s a story for another. Although they weren’t the most thrilled- they still did the minimal support to at least keep me happy. Admittedly, my musical taste was pretty trash! A weird mixture of metal artists (Fall Out Boy, Paramore, The Devil Wears Prada, Lamb of God), ska (I LOVED Big D and the Kids Tables), and pop (Regina Spektor, Bjork - these two artists I give total credit to Allison). Aside from getting separated from my family at a Backstreet Boys concert when I was 7 years old- I have insane early memories from Warped tour. I’m having trouble remembering the band. But it was the middle of the Florida summer, with me heat-wave disoriented standing in the middle of the pit. The singer announces something intelligible. The crowd splits and at the count of 3, 2, 1- I realized that I too, am suddenly rushing towards the center. I immediately am shoved to the ground as piles of skinny men fall onto me. With nothing but my scrawny arm left- I reach upwards. Low and behold it’s my tuba playing classmate Charles, who helps me up.

In high school, the music department of VHS became my refuge. Students at my middle school were split between the beachside and inland school. I bid farewell to Kristen, Isabella, Alyssa, Lauren, and Alec. Although entering high school was always awkward, the band room became a place where I truly became myself. Learned to be loud, talkative, creative, competitive- and thrive around other people with the same passions. I had such a powerful friend group. Michelle, Lauren, Taylor, Kara, Jacob, Joseph, Allison, etc. But also honestly, every member of the music department was so endearing, sweet and creative. I found my place and became obsessed. All of my elective courses were taken up by Chamber Winds, Jazz Band, Marching Band, and Wind Ensemble. This might not sound much to you, but all of this involves going to school in the summer, before school starts, and after.

We had the best community an insecure but creative kid would ever want. What really helped is that I had these really extremely passionate band directors, Nick Egan and Wayne Bressette. Mr. Egan would have these huge emotional fits when we wouldn’t march the right way. Or if a section blatantly didn’t practice. But at the same time, we all loved him. He was incredibly encouraging and knew how talented we were. We later discovered it was because he was having huge family problems at the time. My life was still troubled at the time. But he always pushed me to try for All-State/County. Motivated me to go to the closest and most magical thing I ever experienced to Hogwarts, band camp at FSU. He even had me audition to become section leader after he found out I was moving. Maybe it’s because he was used to be a euphonium teacher too. But wow- thank you.

All of this probably has to do with the fact that that the South takes football seriously. And sequentially, marching bands were epic. And I mean fucking epic. We were the little nerds that helped fill the stadiums and work up the crowed. We practiced for weeks during the summer Florida heat waves. Spent our Friday nights at football games in the rain. Getting high off the bus chants and sweaty fumes. We recording every show and marching rehearsal. I remember one hood-ass band performed these hip-hop trap bangers that riled up the whole field. I’ll never forget those sober and energetic nights.

After moving to Massachusetts, although I attended band for my sophomore year, I chose not to continue the following. The Southern passion unfortunately wasn’t found there. Don’t get me wrong, there were some talented musicians. But god we sucked. There was only one level. Even though I was the top trombonist, I was forced to be 2nd because the older students had seniority. No jazz band. Marching band was still a thing I guess, and we had these town parade where band moms kept an eye of who was about to pass out from the sun. I remember when a flag twirler permanently knocked my front tooth into its now-half-crooked angle. My highlight from the Acton-Boxborough band was the DC trip for the cherry blossom parade. It’s not their fault. It is honestly just because New England schools care more about education than football and band…

The biggest blessing from being at ABHS is that’s how I found my friend group. Kris Roman was a saxophonist whom I knew was in my grade but also in band. But one day in my English class I noticed Kris wearing a light blue band shirt I also had! It was some random ska band (Maybe Less than Jake, Might Might Bossstones, Street Light Manifesto, or Big D & the Kids Table) which was freaking random. Eventually, he put up a flyer that he was having a ska show, which sparked my curiosity. At some point, he had Kevin, the singer DM on Facebook and was eventually added to the friend group. Little did I know, they had dubbed me as trombone girl. They invited me to band practice one day, and then suddenly I was in Mad Frolick. I played maybe 3 shows total and fucking loved it. Eventually, band practice turned into just smoking weed and drinking. I officially no longer attended band class. We got more into listening and enjoying than performing. Except for Kris who got into Berklee! Our whole crew was really into music, but me, Kris, and Colin were really into deep cuts. For example, I honestly wasn’t super into hip hop until Colin showed me the The Beatles X Wu Tang compilation. But I remember then getting really into witch house, trap, trip-hop. That was an epic music phase that paved the way for entering my first cultural experience and city: Boston.

Boston. Oh Boston. This will honestly need to be detailed for another day. But simply put. Having never lived in a city, and entering as a rebellious music nerd was wild. And taste-wise, I learned an immense amount about punk, EDM, deep house, and alternative hip hip. Now that I think about it, this is the first time I’ve ever revisited my time in Massachusetts. I’ve been extremely avoidant of the topic due to how painful the memories are. To the point that I forgot about all the other wonderful memories in between.

Skipping thru Boston, I made it back to my home state of California. But this time, in Santa Barbara, I landed in LA. My time spent in Santa Barbara didn’t go as planned. What started as an optimistic move to begin a new life, ended with another cool set of friends which I called “the tribe”. Ultimately, fled after one year due to a lost sense of self due to partying. It was a fun and frantic blur to say the least. But an eye-opening one that pushed my limits. Who knew that such a beautiful place could hold so much chaos. Those Santa Barbarians. My musical obsession took a bit of a turn there. Where I was forced to play music for a more skater turn-up type of crowd. Learned my bit about sad boy $uicideboys, hyphy Mac Dre, some electronic, and hmmm. Yup, that’s about it! Definitely didn’t spend as much time researching music, but hey- at least it was a good time.

After nearly dying in Santa Barbara, I finally convinced my parents that I wasn’t going to major in anything they wanted. Moved further down the coast, and ended up becoming a graphic designer in in the music industry of Los Angeles. (To this day, my dad still asks if I’m interested in going back to school for coding. But I still love him~). Finally living my dream, I initially lived alone- which allowed me much more freedom for my audiophile tendencies. There was a great deal of healing involved. What seemed to really help with keeping was indulging in the world of new music. As new chapters and events in my life happened, I tended to need a new genre to ease into the transitions. My musical phases ranged from dream psych, post punk, cold wave, electro pop, hyperpop, folktronica, UK garage, all things indie, french house, philly shoegaze, world folk, etc etc. I give huge credit to Spotify's radio, similar artists, and "create similar playlist feature". I experienced the horrors of working as an assistant at a music PR firm. Not that the job was bad, it was more of the revealing truths of working in the music industry. It’s a low-paying, unappreciated, but self-fulfilling sector. Learned how hard and what it takes to become a successful musician. I’ve made incredible friendships within the Berklee alumni. Then started a business with my incredibly talented audio-engineering boyfriend. Someone who I utterly adore and, best of all, shares nearly the same exact music taste- it’s unreal. So here, in the present day, I can’t believe I had a whole narrative to write about my musical journey. It was awesome framing things thru the lens of music. I often find myself wondering what my life would’ve been like I actually pursued my love of music. But the reality is- I always have. Music, annoyingly clichely put, has been my anchor all this time. And will probably continue to be my beam of light in the now and in the future.

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#marching band #marching season #band geek #band nerd #musician #music #shadow artist #the artist's way #blog #blogger #writers on tumblr #writerscommunity #female writers #Youtube

[discjockeyetc]

My eldest daughter (a 16-yr old 11th grader) wanted to go the senior night football game tonight. When we got there, I told her the story of MY senior night football game.

November 1994. It was just like any other fall senior night where seniors from the football team, cheerleaders, and band are recognized. We would walk out on to the field with our parents while the PA announcer (our semi-dopey school resource officer) would read from a form that we submitted the day before. Elements of this mini-speech would include our names, our parent’s names, and what our plans were for the following school year (college, military, etc).

When I walked out to the field with my dad, the PA announcer read my form VERBATIM: “Aaron Elya [he mispronounced my last name, but that was to be expected] is Drum Major of the Meadowcreek High School Marching Band. He is escorted by his father Richard Elya [again, mispronounced]. This fall, Aaron plans to attend Gainesville College majoring in either music education….or (short pause) …underwater basket weaving.”

The band IMMEDIATELY lost their minds. My dad shook his head with a smile. As for me, I was left in complete disbelief that the PA announcer actually read it. Out loud. 😂

This was, without question, one of the greatest highlights of my senior year.

#high school #senior night #story #band kid #drum major #underwater basket weaving #joke #funny #memories #band geek #senior