My Psychological Tower
I'm just a kitty with strong magic. And I'm the only cat who knows where it's at.

Band nerd- Euphonium, tuba, trombone. Ohio University Marching 110. Former Boy Scout. Brother of Kappa Kappa Psi.

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15 Day Marching Challenge. (Already over 1/3rd done!)

Day 1 - Name, instrument, position, school, background
Day 2 - Favorite corps
Day 3 - Favorite show you’ve performed
Day 4 - Least favorite show you’ve performed
Day 5 - Favorite show you’ve seen
Day 6 - Favorite marching memory
Day 7 - Least favorite marching memory
Day 8 - The one feeling during the season that you won’t ever forget
Day 9 - Biggest marching disappointment
Day 10 - Greatest marching achievement
Day 11 - Favorite marching tradition
Day 12 - A note to your director(s)
Day 13 - A note to your section leader
Day 14 - Design your own dream show
Day 15 - Your statement to the world about marching

My favorite memory.. It was the last game of freshman year. for about a month we were working on show 2, but we never learned the dancebreak. One of the guys that made it up, my extremely close friend (I consider him an older brother now) decided to teach the dance to whoever would listen. So it was 3rd quarter break, I got my food and a coke, and proceeded to hide them in my hat (people still asked for skittles).

Part of the dance was a backwards kick. As my friend described it, you were to kick as if you were attempting to hurt anyone behind you. When he demonstrated, he yelled “BITCH!” semi- loud. We followed suit. For the next 5 or 10 minutes, those band members who chose to learn the dance were a chorus saying “Bitch!” at a double forte, while kicking imaginary innocent bystanders. When the director finally heard us, she wasn’t too thrilled. Finally, when it was the middle of 4th quarter, on my first last game, we performed “Zoot Suite Riot” with the dance included. Can you say “epic”?

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barisax0228:

This.

Is the epitome of my very being.

This.

Is the epitome of my brother’s being.

And a great song.

My Introduction to Playing Jazz.

(Me, post Jazz Band concert at the hospital)
Look at your man, now back at me. I’m in a suit.
Now back at him, specifically his head, now back to me. I have a sexy hat.
Now back at him. What does he do? Back at me, I’m in a jazz band.
(Instruments shown: My euphonium, a trombone, and a tenor sax)

(Me, post Jazz Band concert at the hospital)

Look at your man, now back at me. I’m in a suit.

Now back at him, specifically his head, now back to me. I have a sexy hat.

Now back at him. What does he do? Back at me, I’m in a jazz band.

(Instruments shown: My euphonium, a trombone, and a tenor sax)

Smooth Jazz Nyan Cat.

Bluecoats 1989- Sing Sing Sing

My band played this song my freshman year, seeing a corps do it just makes my jaw drop.

Band weirdness of today.

As I went to band, I was faced by a dilemma,

"Gotta make up my mind, which seat can I take?”

Instrument, dammit, instrument.

Assuming rehearsal was inside, do I show off on euphonium, fumble around on trombone, or get low on sousaphone?

I had no idea, as I was standing like an idiot in the storage room.

"Outside, no instruments."

Da fuck? I get to parade block and it’s explained that we’re doing the “first annual marching band banyard peanut hunt.”

Da Fuck?!? We split into teams (2-3 squads a team), each team is designated two leaders and we’re a certain animal. Typical to us being tubas, tubas were never told to group into a team. I attached to the two sax squads to my right, 1) because 3 people were missing, and 2) because we’re cats.

There are peanuts scattered around the practice field. Find them. If you’re not a team leader, you can only make your animal noise until your leader finds you and collects the peanuts. Seeing as a cat leader is missing, I appointed myself that role. A select few peanuts have dots colored on them, those are more points.

Ready, go!

I decided to let loose just a little bit, running around the field, saying “Nya~ De gozaro” because why the hell not, and taking peanuts from under horses standing around, waiting for their leader who is nowhere to be seen.

Judging by our small number, we did really good. I collected a few hundred points alone. But alas, victory was not ours. But it’s the fun that matters.

————-

After school was the first jazz rehearsal. Jazz is split between our percussion director, who’s secret identity is that of a professional trumpet player, and our normal director who is the exact opposite of all that personifies jazz.

We were lucky to get the perc director today. This guy is hilarious, knows what we’re doing, knows how to get shit done for the brass players, and knows how to talk shit about our other director.

I was given the trombone that isn’t as good as the one I played yesterday. It sounds more airy due to a cork not being as good as it should be, and it’s just in a bit worse condition. But I guess I’m stuck with it for now.

We spent the last hour of rehearsal on breathing, our trombone 2 (should be one, but he wants to play two. He’s the guy that taught me yesterday) brought up that he was never taught how to breath. I mentally took a step back and said “yeah, pretty much.”

Besides the 3 or 4 low brass clinics last year, I was never really taught any of the simple stuff. and the clinics were how to apply breathing for euphoniums and tubas, but now how to breath. The trumpets seemed to really reject this instruction, this becomes part of my realization in the next paragraph.

Realization: Every section besides trombones is a hot mess. And trombones are pretty close to a warm mess, but I just started playing, forgive me.

I’m hearing all kinds of shit coming from behind me. “Is G# the same as Bb?” Five minutes later, “What’s G#?” “I’ve been playing trumpet a year, I can do this (breathing).”

When our director explained you should be able to play half a page before breathing “We’d die!”

No, you just breathe wrong.

And the freshman saxophones can’t play above pppp. We spent an hour on playing at a concert band F, which is a jazz mp, and we have this alto that I’ve never seen before playing like a mouse.

Imma “accidentally” put my slide into 8th position and put it through someone’s head.

This realization section has been rushed and cut short, I g2g. I’d like to type everything out , but I have no time.

Trombone and sexy hat

Trombone and sexy hat

I’m not letting this opportunity pass. I always wanted to take epic pics of me in a suit with an epic instrument.
I only have a trombone in the house, so why not?

I’m not letting this opportunity pass. I always wanted to take epic pics of me in a suit with an epic instrument.

I only have a trombone in the house, so why not?

Back to unbuttoned/untucked.
Looks like I just took the walk of shame after doing something in 6th position. On the pool table.
Everything trombone related needs to have a dirty joke.
I just notice you can see the money from me selling candy in school for the band trip to NYC. You see me hustlin?
I promise I wont post so many trombone pics. You’ll get some euph ones later.

Back to unbuttoned/untucked.

Looks like I just took the walk of shame after doing something in 6th position. On the pool table.

Everything trombone related needs to have a dirty joke.

I just notice you can see the money from me selling candy in school for the band trip to NYC. You see me hustlin?

I promise I wont post so many trombone pics. You’ll get some euph ones later.