Region 6 Assessment: CONSISTENCY

Back again to voice my amazing (manly) opinion on our performance at the Region 6 Assessment.


Unlike our other events, which were competitions, this was an assessment. We were not competing against any schools. We received a single score, an overall band rating.

Band Overall: 2

Not cool Region 6 judges, not cool at all. A two? A two? At least we're consistent. (finding the light in the dark abyss here)
I could handle all of the other 2's we received, but this was our best performances to date. We gave everything we had, and what did we get in return? The same comments we've heard over and over again.

-More sound
-More sound
-Play louder
-That bass clarinets steps aren't high enough. (oops, my bad)

Don't get me wrong, constructive criticism is great. It's necessary to improve.
But having it banged against our delicate heads does nothing for us as a band.

We played our butts off. They literally fell off, I'm pretty sure mine is still at NLR somewhere. I have to go back and get it sometime.
I had third party collaboration, and they say that it's the best we've ever sounded!
Mind you, these were band parents, but harshly opinionated band parents. (if there is such a thing?)

I can't say I'm horribly distraught, though. We weren't the only school to receive a 2. In fact, the only school to receive a 1 was North Pulaski, (like they always do.)
Every other school received a 2, or dare I say lower !

That's right. Certain schools received a 3. In all my professional marching career, I've never heard of a band getting a 3. It hurt me to hear that. I cringed.

Guess what we have to look forward to now? CONCERT SEASON!
Tomorrow we will begin our escapades in concert music.
Sure, we can't take Sweepstakes, but we can still try our hardest to get a 1 during concert competition.

Don't forget about All Region either!

It's right around the corner so start practicing now!

That's all she wrote.

Showcase of Bands: At least I got a t-shirt.

Reflection time again.


Drum Major: Division 1

Good. That's what he deserved. The only complaint last time was his tiny down beat.
He fixed it, and thus his division goes up. Keep going Luke, and keep getting one's.
You've made everything very clear. Every count, every crescendo, every decrescendo, I can tell exactly where it is.
Thumbs up.

Percussion: Division 1

Woohoo! What more can I say?
I said it last week, they weren't going to put up with the rating they received, so they changed it. It's amazing considering only 4 percussionists were present, not including pit. I will say this though, there is always room for improvement. Maybe you missed your spot once, maybe one of your hits was off? Next time, fix it, and you'll have earned that 1 even more so.

Color Guard: Division 1

Consistency is a good thing. Great job! You twirled through the wind, and didn't let it affect you.
Well, I mean that, you kept going despite the wind, you egg-beater(ed?), tossed, and spun like no one's business. You deserved what you got, but a word if I may,
like I said last week, don't get cocky, because it'll come back and smack you in the face. Quite possibly in the form of a flag pole ramming into your face. Not pretty, at all.

Band Overall: Division 2

I'm not exactly sure what they want from us anymore. I'd like to make a point if I may.

Band class is determined by the size of your school. Not the size of your band, the size of your school. How is that a fair representation of our band?

Example time!
School A and B have 500 students each. School A has 100 participants in band, while School B has only 25. Not the same is it? Then why should it be fair to judge them equally? Of course School B isn't going to be as loud as School A. It's just not possible, well it is, but School B would sound like crap if they tried too.

So...
given this situation, do you believe it's fair to judge them equally?
Hmmm? It'd be easy to stick microphones and amps on the sideline, but how does that prove anything?
Telling us to play out, when we are putting everything we have into an instrument, is completely ridiculous. Utterly ridiculous.



You know what? I'm not dissappointed, at all. How can I be?
We put everything we had into that show, and nothing less. If they think it's only worth a 2, that's fine. We know we tried hard. We did our best.

I will tell you what really hurt me. I don't get frustrated much, but this is sickening.
While leaving the field, everyone was excited. We did ten times better than last year. We were happy! Nothing could bring us down.
Boy, was I wrong.

Sitting down to hear that every group around us had gotten a division 1 brought our spirits up so high there was nothing that compared to it.
But to sit there and hear that we got a Division 2, crushed me.
The idea that our best, wasn't good enough, disturbed me deeply.

At that point the excitement I had before, was quickly drained.
Of course I clapped when the other bands got their awards, but nothing would bring me back.
And here I am, typing this out. Still feeling horrible.

Oh, well, nothing I can do now...
except sleep.

Hey, at least I got a neat t-shirt.

Cabot Invitational: A reflection.

Hi. Not much of an introduction, but that pretty much describes my mood.
Not much to say, not much I can do.
I plan to critique each of our scores, you may agree with my critique you may not.
I call it as I see it.

Cabot Invitational Scores

Band Overall: Division 2

That's understandable. I can think of ten things we could've done better. Really. We could've been much louder. We could've used more accents. We could've stayed in time.
etc.

But guess what that means? We have to fix it. We have a week to do so?
This means we try our hardest and fix the problem.

Drum Major: Division 2

Say what? Excuse, did I hear that correctly? According to our "critique", Luke may have been the best part of our band. Our "critique" said that Luke had the confidence, and that we had to return the sentiment. That's right, I can dig that.
But to have it turned around, and miss Division 1 by a single point, really grinds my gears. I realize a judge can't add up all their points as they write them, but by 1 point. I don't know, that just seems a little "messed up?"

Color Guard: Division 1

Now, this is a score I really don't understand. Each color guard member is an amazing person as individuals, but together, it's not what it could be.
I mean no offense to anyone, but it could be much better.
And I believe the color guard knows it, and I have faith they will strive to improve.
Don't take this 1 as, "Improvement isn't needed."
Take it as, "Yeah, that's nice, but we could do better."
In my eyes, the color guard is at the same level as the band.
And following that logic, we should've gotten a 1 or the color guard should've gotten a 2.

Percussion: Division 2

Not much to say here. I know they will try to improve.
Judging by some dissappointed attitudes, they didn't their score.
I have faith they'll try even harder.


My Opinion:
Hey, guess what. We can do better. We are going to better.
We have to do better. I may not agree with all the scores, but there is nothing I can do about it.
The past is past is the past. We can't change it.
All we can do is look ahead, and make sure it's better than before.

My formal apology.

I hate this feeling I have. I hate it, and can't stand it. I feel like I've done something wrong and there is nothing I can do about it. Scratch that, I know I've done something wrong.

I did not mean to come off cross at practice Mr. Bailey, I don't think anyone did. A mix of all kinds of factors, just contributed to my attitude and everyone else's. I can't really speak for everyone, but I would like to apologize for my attitude tonight. It was wrong of me, and I shouldn't have acted like I did. I should've been able to play my music at the drop of a hat, but the pressure of playing alone, with two others who had not passed off their music got to me. I broke under the pressure, something that usually happens, and I do what anyone does in that situation. I became frustrated and angry. That was a big mistake. And it shouldn't have happened.

I really want us to do well, but the attitude's displayed tonight were not condusive to doing well. I would like you to know that I am looking back over my music, right now. I looked like a fool tonight, having passed off my music, but not being able to play it. But I only have myself to blame. I really do hope you understand.


I hate this feeling, I was hoping this post would help, but it's still nagging at me.
All I can do is improve tommorow morning, and hope everyone does the same. I want us to do well, and I want to help us succeed. I have to shape up, and so does everyone else.


Please take this as a formally apology, first and foremost, Mr. Bailey, but Luke, and the rest of the band.



And by the way, NLR game tommorow night, bring your game faces. >:D (<- gameface, in case you didn't know)

Remember, Nightmare Show Shirt, Blue Jeans, Black Socks, and Drill Masters. A lack of any of those will result in a grade deduction. Make sure you have it all!

I wish us the best of luck.

The Great Flood came, and we danced.

I got some splainnin' to do, I know.
I would have writtin' a blog last night, but I was wiped out. As I'm sure many of you were.


Last night was a first for me, as well as many others. We were washed out by rain, and tons of it. It would start, and then stop, and then start again, and stop.


Literally, we rushed to get our insturments in our case, only to have it stop a minute later. Meanwhile the brass and percussion kept playing 'Born to be Wild.'
Of course the rain started up again, and we were out there dancing to 'Born to be Wild' soaking wet. Quite a fitting seen if you ask me. A bunch of wet band kids dancing to a song about be wild? Couldn't ask for anything better.

At one point the rain became so bad, we were rushed into the Cabot Bandroom, which I must say was very hospitible of them. They could've let us get soaked, but no, they opened up their classroom to us, the soaking wet bears.

The coolest part of it was, one of their Drum Major's ran up to us, seeing our condition, and asked this very question:

"Do you guys need some towels? I mean, we don't have any towels, but we have a bathtub? We should have some towels."

It sounds funny now, but it just goes to show how nice people can be. You can almost always count on a fellow band to help you out. Of course, we declined in a nice manner, but the thought that they would help us out, meant the world to me.

Of course, the rain sent us packing early. Not much else to post about.
See you Monday!


Remember Part 3 was due Friday. May Mr. Bailey have pity on your small band souls and allow you try for another 100% Monday.

Jazz it up with Marching Band~

Corny title I know. I'm being pressured by a certain band teacher, who will not be named...it's not Mrs. Smith.

Alright, so I started out my day like any other. Dreading school, because honestly, who doesn't? Only thing different was Grandma driving, one of the scariest things in my life. I don't know if traffic laws were different when she was young, but OMG. (excuse my txt-talk, that was the only thing that could thoroughly express my feeling this morning.)

Next was Jazz Band. Now I'm not officially in Jazz Band, but Natalie Kerr and I are there early enough, that we might as well be. What do we play you ask? Why auxiliary percussion of course! What other insturment could truly capture Natalie and my own musical talent? Don't get me wrong though, I love it. It is to much fun, I can even describe how much fun it is.
ESPECIALLY, the Cowbell. That's right, the cowbell. I play this insturment like no other, even the clarinet.
It seems as though the Cowbell is the only insturment that can truly capture me raw musical talent.

And then there is Natatlie, or the Barbarian of Beats, the Conqueror of Congas, the Monarch of Music. You choose. She's not very picky about these things.
She play's a rhythm like no other, hand her a piece of music for the Conga's and she'll be able to play it, in no time at all.


Enough about Jazz Band though (however fun it is.)
Onto the onslaught of obvious obstructions.
[Translation: Stuff went bad. Very bad.]

Today we began to study the second song's drill.
And it was the most depressing thing to see though. No one was enthusiastic, about anything. A rainbow could've been thrown out by a leprechaun riding a unicorn, and everyone would've shrugged it off. NEVER UNDERESTIMATE THE UNICORN RIDING LEPRECHAUN. EVER.

Instead of smiling, joyous faces, I saw the stoic faces of a band who didn't want to try to improve. Who didn't want to improve.
This is a perfect segway to my next point, actually. Mr. Bailey said it today. If you aren't committed, speak up now, so we don't look bad later. You know what happens when some enter's a marriage and is not committed? Do you know what happens when you get a job, and aren't committed? It fails, and falls flat on it's pre-concived face.
When we go out to practice, and act like we did today...it gives off an air of arrogance. Ungained arrogance, at that. We are not great, not yet at least. People need to step of their musical high horse and get on the docile donkey of decency.
We gain nothing, if we don't attempt to earn it.

I don't care what your job is in the band. Whether it be Drum Major, or the high-hat in the Pit. You have to care, or it all goes to crap. All of it. It doesn't matter if everyone tries, that one bad apple will be what judges focus on. You don't want to try to be on step? You don't want to try to learn your music? You don't want to try to give your best?

LEAVE.
A band of 10 people who actually care about the well-being of band, is better than a band of 100 who couldn't care less.

Anyways, congratulations to Bobby for getting the Solo in Part 2 of our music.





RANDOM MUSCIAL STUFF FOR TODAY;

Hands down the coolest thing, ever. You could show me a Chimp doing a guitar solo to Dragonforce on top of Mt. Everest, and it still wouldn't be this cool.



To have the music memorized, and then wear silly hat's on stage? Truly a feat to behold.

Mr. Bailey take notes, this is awesome.

All work, and no blog.

Whoops.
That's all I can say. Whoops.
I've been so distracted by school (ew, nasty right?) and I've neglected this privilage that I was given.

I will try to update from now on, following a regular schedule.


Now, onto business. Band business.

We tried marching yesterday, and today, and by 'tried' I mean strained to comprehend what the heck we were doing.
I can sympathize. Looking at that drill sheet for the first time, it might as well have been in Portugese. Heck, it would've been easier to read if it was.

But you're going to have to learn read them correctly.
The best advice I can give is to study the sheet, like you'd study for a test.
You need to gain an understanding of where you are, where you need to go, and how you will get there. This means taking the time to look at your drill sheet, just looking at it won't cut it.

Band is a class and you should treat it as such. If you are given a study guide in Science for a test the next day, you wouldn't neglect to read it. You would study your little heart out.
THE SAME IS EXPECTED FROM A DRILL SHEET IT BAND.
I cannot stress this enough.


Another issue I need to press upon your musical mind is that of stress.
Don't act like you don't get stressed, or impatient when you standing outside in the heat, while Mr. Bailey is working on something with a certain section.
Honestly, it happens to me also, but you can't let it show.

Intentionally making a rude comment is not an acceptable way to vent your stress.
Sighing at the top of your lungs, is not an acceptable way to vent your anger.
Melting the polar ice caps with your heat vision, also not acceptable.

Seriously. (especially that last one, global warming people.)

I know this entry was a bit short, but I'm straining for material to write about.
If you have any suggestions, any at all, tell me during our activity period.


NOW ONTO OUR SPECIAL MUSICAL FACTIOD OF THE DAY! (nightmare before christmas flavored):

The music we are playing this marching season was composed by Danny Elfman.
Elfman has worked with Tim Burton on many of his most popular projects including:
Pee-wee's Big Top Adventure, Beetlejuice, Batman, Edward Scissorhands, Batman Returns, Mars Attacks!, Sleepy Hollow, Planet of the Apes, Big Fish, Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, and most recently Corpse Bride. (and of course The Nightmare Before Christmas)
Not to mention being the singing voice for the Nightmare Before Christmas characters: Jack Skellington, Barrel, and a minor character known as The Clown with the Tearaway Face.

The Nightmare Before Christmas's Soundtrack was also nominated for a Golden Globe in 1993. That has to tell you, we're playing so high class stuff.

The soundtrack was so popular, cover's of some of the main theme's were created.
Covering bands include Fall Out Boy, Panic! at the Disco, Marilyn Manson, Fiona Apple, and She Wants Revenge.

Time to make some people blush.

Alright, a few days ago, Mrs. Smith went around and took some pictures of the band.
I made it a handy-dandy slideshow, which makes viewing a bit easier.
Hope you enjoy.
Whether it was us playing or us marching, she caught it, so here it is:


Music: That Green Gentleman (Things Have Changed)- Panic at the Disco

I'm awesome, I know.

Remember to check the band website and see if indeed we will have band next Thursday and/or Friday!

See you guys!

Let it rain, and clear it out.

Hey ya'll.


Okay, straight to business. Alright, maybe not serious business, but it's important none-the-less.

Today, our main goal was to learn the correct measurement for a flex step. Each section spilt up and practiced using lines drawn by Mrs. Smith.
The correct step size means that you take 8 steps in 5 yards. Anything more is to big a step, anything less means your step is to small.


As you all know we were washed out. LITERALLY.
Today it rained, of all days. We were steadily marching on the track when a slight drizzle began.

Before long that little drizzle became a large downpour. It really started to come down.
It was a test of sorts though. I test of focus. Instead of scrambling across the track and field we stayed in our marching lines and kept marching.

That is until the drum clicks became faster and faster, until it was every instrument and flag for themselves.
We had to hurry in, lest our instruments become ruined.

Each of the sections took off as fast as we could in the general direction of the band room.

Once inside, we took a small break and went back outside.
Only to have the same happen again.

Afterwards, we broke up into sections Brass/Percussion and Woodwinds.
Mr. Bailey and Luke gave us clear directions on how the song needed to sound and how we were to achieve that sound.
Whether those directions were followed is a different story.

After all that was done, the band meet again in the High school Band room to put together our previous efforts.
And I must say, I'm really starting to like where we are going.


I've also stayed after the designated practice time to watch the color guard.
I must say, they are doing awesome.
They will far surpass last year's performance, trust me.
All problem's are immediately fixed, and everyone is able to voice concerns.
It's great.
Their spins are on time, flags are moving in the same way, and people are working together.




RANDOM MUSICAL FACTS OF THE DAY!:

DO YOU KNOW WHO JOHN PHILIP SOUSA IS?
Well, he is one of the most important American conductors and composers in our military's history. Dubbed the, "March King", John Philip Sousa started his musical career at the age of six. At that time he was found to have Absolute Pitch, which is the knowledge of how to replicate or identify a musical note without the help of artificial means.
Later on in his life, he climbed the Military ranks to finally become a Lieutenant Commander in the Navy.
And of course, it was he who conducted the Navel band at the time.

Slide to the left, slide to the right.

First off, I would like to correct a previous post I made.
It was brought to my attention today during our break. Yesterday, the drill down was considered a tie. Jeremy and Bobby were both considered winners.

We had the same situation today. People were slowly picked of, including me. I got out on one of the first commands.
I'm not very good at drill downs.

Any who, two people were left standing. Nick, a trumpet, and Dylan, our resident french horn, had toughed it out until the end. After an insane, literally, amount of commands both of them stood standing. They truly deserved the title of drill down champions.

Mr. Bailey has now introduced rewards for drill downs.
THAT'S RIGHT, YOU CAN WIN FABULOUS PRIZES.
Okay, maybe not fabulous, but nice.

You have your choice of a free scale pass-off, or a free bus ride for away games.
Personally, I'd choose the free scale.
It'll just make the burden a little easier.
Especially if there is one scale, you just can't play right.


On to today's curriculum:
It consisted of review and a new marching fundamental called the 'Slide.'

A slide is much like a flank, but your upper body remains facing forward.
While it may seem uncomfortable and unnecessary compared to the flank, but it serves a much bigger purpose.
While flanked, your instrument is facing away from the audience in the stands, which means that they won't hear it as well as they should.
A slide solves this problem by allowing a marcher to move in a different direction, while simultaneously facing the audience the entire set.



This is the last time I will state this in the blog, because I feel I'm wasting my keystrokes on this subject.
The talking has to cease. It's a matter of respect. By talking while a Band Leader is talking, you are blantantly disrespecting them. Basically, to their face.
I'm sick of it, Luke is sick of it, Mr. Bailey is sick of it, Mrs. Smith is sick of it, and anyone who cares about the wellbeing of the band is sick of it.
Just stop it.


Specially' requested by Tyler,
we have a RANDOM MUSICAL FACT OF THE DAY about trombones:

Did you know that the longest musical piece written for the Trombone is, "Mahler's Third?" It contains the longest trombone solo in musical literature. How long is this solo, you might ask?

32 MINUTES LONG. That's right.
Over half an hour.
So next time you complain about the Nightmare Before Christmas, imagine memorizing a 32 minute long solo.
Jack Skellington won't seem so scary after that.

I'M ON FIYA! (fire)

Hey, hey, hey.


Ok, the first topic at hand is Drill Downs. Today, I was very surprised.
It took a while to finish the drill down. Much longer than I expected.
And one can surmise that, we are only getting better at rapid fire commands.
Yay for listening!
It all came down to Bobby and Jeremy, and Bobby took the win for himself and the saxophones.

All it took for him to win was a simple horns up, but that changed everything in the end.
This exercise is meant to sharpen your listening skills. This means don't get out so you don't have to do it. It's for your benefit and the bands benefit.
We're teaching life lessons here. If you don't do it for the band, at least help yourself by trying.

And once again, it was really freaking hot. Major rays, dude. Though, my sun burn is turning into to a nice tan. I can't complain.
Remember, dress in light colors, darker colors tend to retain heat.
STAY HYDRATED. We cannot stress this enough. We do not want you passing out in the middle of a drill. We look bad, and you'll end up looking stupid. Lose-Lose situation.
Mr. Bailey provides water during our breaks, so you have no excuse not to drink something.

NOW FOR THE BIG FINALE!
The officers know you don't like push-ups. We know. But when we must, we will.

From this point on, if you are late to band it will result in push-ups.

Say you are 10 minutes late, reasonable right?
That will cause a 20 push-up punishment.

17 minutes? 34 push-up punishment.
The amount of minutes you are late is doubled to equal your push-up count.
These punishments will be carried out during the first break of the day.
While everyone is inside drinking their nice, refreshing water, you will be stuck out in the sun, doing push-ups.

And don't think we won't see you come in late.
They don't call him "Eagle Eye" Bailey for nothing.
(actually they don't call him that at all, but it's a neat name)




Random Musical Fact of the Day!:
Today I will be providing a video for the fact of the day!
Easy enough to pay attention too.
Today I will introduce to you the THEREMIN!
This is Gnarls Barkley's- Crazy played on the Theremin:


The guy moving his hands aimlessly in the air may seem like he's doing nothing, but he is actually playing a Theremin.

You'll notice that his movements slighty resemble the pitch, volume, and rhythm being played. That's because his movements directly affect what is played.
The distance from one antenna determines frequency (pitch), and the distance from the other controls amplitude (volume). Additionally, some theremins use a volume dial and have only one antenna.

HOLY CRAP! IT'S HOT!

Title pretty much sums up today's experience.
IT WAS A SCORCHER! I could literally feel my pale white skin becoming the hue of a lobster.

But that's not the only thing that was important about today! Of course, as a band member, now that today was our first 'full band' drill down. It was intense.
I mean seriously.
Of course, I was sent to stand at attention for the stupidest thing possible. I don't think the call was stupid, but it was a stupid thing to do on my part. I laughed.
It just goes to show that you have to put on your A GAME for drill downs. You represent your section in a drill down. You make your whole section look good if you are the last marcher standing. It will surely leave a smirk on your Drill Captains face too. I failed, Cassie didn't though. Cassie and Mary duked it out in an all out drill command battle.

Cassie came out victorious though.


CRITICISM IS EMINENT! IN 3, 2, 1...

Talking. Talking. Unterhaltung (German). 話すこと (Japanese). говорить (Russian).

Doesn't matter what language I say it in, it's a problem.
I've said it since the first entry in this blog, no talking while an authoritative figure is speaking, or is about to start or finish speaking.

Mr. Bailey introduced an new concept today:
RESPECT FOR THE PODIUM!

Not so much the physical podium itself, for it is an inanimate object, but the power it represents. Every great leader has used a podium at one point or another.
They demanded respect from their followers, and so does Mr. Bailey and Luke.

So what does this mean? R-E-S-P-E-C-T!
(you're lucky I'm not there to actually sing it for you)


We also practiced our flanks as a whole band. Something that was new for the upperclassemen also. It's a level playing field.

YOU HAVE TO PRACTICE MARCHING FUNDEMENTALS AT HOME.
THE SAME GOES FOR YOU MUSIC!

ARE YOU PRACTICING? CHOOSE ANSWER NOW:

A)Yes, I had almost finished memorizing Part 2 of our marching music, that was, until you inturepted me Mr. Queen.

or

B)No, I am wasting my time still reading this post. I don't plan to do anything really productive today. brb pwning n00bz in halo3.

What did you pick?



RANDOM MUSICAL FACT OF THE DAY!:


The Ocarina is an ancient wind insturment dating back almost 12,000 years.
In the Chinese culture the ocarina, though in a different form, has played a very important role.
It is just as important in other Asian cultures, though. In Korea, Japan and Taiwan an annual Ocarina festival in its honor.

There is an actual mathematical formula to find it's frequency:


Where v is the speed of sound, A is the total uncovered area and V is the enclosed volume.


and hey Bobby.

Hey look! A Beatboxing Flute!

Okay, since we don't have band today or tomorrow, I thought I'd make a small filler post to hold you guys over.
Trust me, I know your scrambling to read my blog. Just calm down.

Natalie Kerr, the silent flute ninja, has been going crazy because she meet one of her all time favorite flute players at band camp. His name? None other than the beatboxing flute himself, Greg Pattillo.

I've watched his video's on youtube, and I thought it was only right to show it to you all. This is Greg Pattillo playing the Super Mario Bros. Theme while beatboxing. Enjoy:




Greg was able to blend two of his favorite pastimes, beatboxing and flute playing, to make something truly unique. This just goes to show that playing your instrument doesn't have to be boring! Make it your own.

Peace out and have a fun weekend.

The Nightmare Before Band Class! (now with more pictures)

Just to start off, holy crap. I almost lost my whole Gmail account. I forgot the password AND user name I used.
Luckily, I remembered it, and you can continue to enjoy the Queen Blog (Bl0g.)


Ha, no worries though, because we I have some nice compliments for the band.
What I heard today was the beginning of a great marching band.
The day was broken up into various sectionals, then the whole band would come together to make eerie, ghoulish music. It was magnificent.

The brass gave a great marching sound. The woodwinds added a nice grave undertone to the music. And well, the percussion...what is not cool about the percussion?

It was great. During my sectional, the woodwind sectional, we went over some scrambled parts in the music. And guess what? We fixed those scrambled parts! I don't know about you, but I'm now able to play some part's I wasn't able to before! Everything became much clearer after I had Luke and Mr. Bailey explain some confusing parts.

Don't think that's the only time you can get help from a Band Leader. If you ever have a problem, you can speak to any of the band member's about it. We're not going to shut you out, but instead offer open arms for help.


Now, for the daily critique. I know, you hate it, but it has to be said.
Okay, I've said it once and I'll say it one million more times if need be:
The inappropriate talking has to cease.
When I type cease, I mean stop completely. And by stop completely, I mean don't do it anymore.
And by don't do it anymore I mean, if I see you talking out of turn, I'm going to smack you upside the head.
(neat emote, huh?)
Sorry to have to say that, but I will if I have too.

Also, this goes for texting (a.k.a txting.) While it may not be a form of verbal communication, it is communication none-the-less. So you know what that means? You can't do it while an authoritative figure is speaking.



RANDOM MUSICAL FACT OF THE DAY:

Okay, I know, I did saxophones yesterday, but this is too cool to pass up.
Can anyone tell me what these are:


What? No one?
Well, they happen to be Bamboo Saxophones.
Unlike most instruments, the joints are extremely durable. A quality lacking from most modern instruments. They are also resistant to the humidity that ends up ruining most wooden instruments interiors.
And much like a 'reed' instrument, the Bamboo Sax uses a reed from bamboo! Imagine that!

Beautiful Music is made.

Hey. I know, I know I missed an entry, my fault.
I was unable to get my hands on a computer with Internet for the weekend, so no update was possible.

Now on to the major event from today. We played the first part of our marching music. But I'm not sure if 'play' is the correct phrase. It's more like we 'attempted' the marching music. And I'm going to be as honest as I can, what we did today was no where near where we need to be. Mr. Bailey has said it time and time again. Looking good is only half of what judges look at when we are being scored. The way we sound is the other half of the marching band puzzle.

You have to practice your music. We can march as good as the men and women and the military. We can have precision on the field. The Drum Major can do their job perfectly, but when it comes down to it, we have to sound amazing to back all of those things up.
See the most important part of a band is the music. And without good music, there is no reason for judges to give us a good score.


On too something on the brighter side, I noticed something while we were playing.
That something was the immediate fixing of problems in the music. If Mr. Bailey said that some one was playing to loud. That section got softer.
If Mr. Bailey wanted to fix a pitch problem, it was fixed without hesitation. And that's what we need.

In my mind, hesitation is another form of procrastination. It's just another way of putting off the inevitable.


BUT WAIT, THERE'S MORE!
Music pass off's. They are there. You can't escape them. They are coming for you soon.
You can't take cover.

JUST DO IT. The easiest way to pass of your music is to just do it. Go into Mr. Bailey's office and ask to pass it off.
If you do it, great.
If you don't, don't get depressed. Take what Mr. Bailey says and use so that you will pass it off the next time.
The next one is due next Monday.




RANDOM MUSIC FACT OF THE DAY:
Did you know that Saxophone was invented by Adolphe Sax in the 1840's?
It was originally intended to be used in Military Bands.
It became so popular that it is now used in many genres of music.
Anything from Blues to Jazz, the Saxophone has founds is niche in many of today's most popular musical styles.

Day Two: First Taste of Marching

Hey guys, band was exciting today! And let me tell you, the Freshmen really stepped up to the plate. They did a great job, but we have to do better! Like Luke, or Drum Major said, we can always do better. There is no such thing as perfection in Marching Band.

Today the Freshmen learned to Mark Time and to take their first Flex Steps.
The Freshmen realized that taking that first Flex Step it was like taking your first baby step.
Marching band makes you rethink everything that you know about walking.
You can't expect to know anything coming into a Marching Band, but what you will learn will help you throughout your long musical adventure.

Alright, time to get critical. I know, I know, you don't want to hear it, but it has to be said.
What the Drum Major says, goes. You don't have a choice. If he tells you to stand at attention, you stand like a statue. If a dragonfly lands on your face, don't swat at it. You must be perfectly still.
Onto the biggest problem facing our practices. TALKING!
It has to stop, immediately. Luke is under enough pressure to prove himself as a successful Drum Major. This type of disobedience only makes it harder on him. Please for the sake of the band, and for the sake of Luke's sanity, stay quiet when the time calls for it.

Now, other than that, the Freshmen are doing awesome. And, Samantha got the outstanding Freshmen award for today. Way to go! Remember, everyone has a chance at recieving this honor. So try your hardest, and who knows?

But I will tell you what really touched me. It was seeing a Freshmen come up to a Drill Captain and ask for some help on music. Of course she obliged and set up a time tomorrow to help. It may not seem like much, but it really shows that you can depend on your fellow band mates. You can tell us anything, and ask us just about anything.
If you don't talk to us, we don't know how to help.

Ha! I almost forgot! Drill Downs were introduced today! Some of you got out pretty early, but don't quit now! There is always another chance. It only gets harder, so this means you should try harder. Keep it up.

Random Musical Fact:
Did you know that the Trumpet is considered one of the oldest instruments in existence. It can be traced back to 1500 BC!
And can you believe that silver and bronze trumpets were found in Tutankhamun, or more affectionately known as King Tut, pyramid grave?

Day One: Freshmen Arrive

Hello and welcome to the first post in this glorious blog.
My main point is for you, the participants of the Sylvan Hills High School Band, to have a place to check up on our current musical events.

Now, on to the first day. Today is July 23, 2008, and the start of our new marching season. Seeing the Freshmen coming in enthused immediately made the Drill Captains jobs much easier. When you are in a good mood, it spreads like wildfire. This is a key element in our success.
Without a good attitude we are nothing but a bunch moping lazy butts. Yeah, that's right. It's possible to be a moping lazy butt. It's up to you to stop it.

On to today's performance, which was good all things considered. The Freshmen were guided with the help of our Drum Major and various Drill Captains/Officers. We went over Line Dressing, snapping into attention, and snapping back into parade rest. Most of the Freshmen did amazing, but a few lagged behind. But don't get discouraged though! Tomorrow's another chance to improve, and there is always room for improvement.


Don't forget! Tomorrow we will be practicing being called to attention with our INSTRUMENTS. You know what that means? You have to bring your instrument. Yes.

You also need to wear good, durable, athletic shoes. As you were told today, flip-flops and Crocs are no good!

And it's time for the random instrument fact of the day!
This one is for the Clarinet family:

Did you know that there are over 8 types of clarinets?
Not to mention 2 new experimental clarinet's not yet accepted by any orchestra.
So Clarinetists reading this, just remember when you're playing your instrument that it belongs to a large family of similar instruments.