I love marching
Aug. 19th, 2005 04:37 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
bedlamsbardHeh. Yeah, I've been...out of it for the past couple days, because marching band started day before yesterday and it runs from six to nine (PST). Since, my usual internet time is four to seven, it's been severely curtailed and rescheduled. Plus, I had a doctor's appointment yesterday, so I only had time to post Omerta 23 before leaving. The good news is I'm healthy. *grin*
*stretches* I'm sore from marching, but I love it so much I don't even mind. It's rookie marching, I don't have to be there but I just - like I said, I love it. Plain and simple. We're still in the parking lot, still working on the commands - today we're doing corners - without instruments, but it's awesome. It's amazing to go out there and not think, just obey (except of course when the band director and the drum major try to screw with our minds and call out commands when we're at dress right or parade rest). It's simple. It's not easy - you have to be on it, period - but it's simple. Black and white. Don't think, just be. You get into the zone, where your feet roll perfectly and you're in time and your hands are up and you snap like that when the command is given. It's the most amazing feeling in the world. Band geek zen.
It's not the music. We haven't taken our instruments outside yet, haven't started marching with them, but it's - it's the ritual of the thing, you know? As someone who usually plays by the rules, it's the knowing. It's the acting and reacting. It's the competition. It's just - I can't explain it. I just love it, so much.
I wish we did field shows, so we could do this even after school starts. Although I'm going to hurt even more when we start marching with instruments, because bari+marching=pain. I marched flute the last two years.
Funny bits: "I've waited four years to get up here and yell at people." PB, a saxophonist who just graduated and for some reason decided to show up and yell "GUIDE RIGHT!" and "COVER DOWN!"
I won my first drilldown yesterday (you obey orders until you screw up, and the last one standing wins), and when we started our final one I had four or five people standing around me staring into my face everyway I turned. "Don't laugh. Don't smile. Don't giggle. Don't even breathe." You know how ANNOYING that is? I was still one of the final two, though. *grin* Then I did a right face instead of a left face, and Josh the percussionist won.
From said percussionist: "Sir, permission to kick the drum major, SIR."
The picture my icon is from. This is from 2003, the first year I marched. I was in eighth grade, and I'm not in that picture.
*stretches* I'm sore from marching, but I love it so much I don't even mind. It's rookie marching, I don't have to be there but I just - like I said, I love it. Plain and simple. We're still in the parking lot, still working on the commands - today we're doing corners - without instruments, but it's awesome. It's amazing to go out there and not think, just obey (except of course when the band director and the drum major try to screw with our minds and call out commands when we're at dress right or parade rest). It's simple. It's not easy - you have to be on it, period - but it's simple. Black and white. Don't think, just be. You get into the zone, where your feet roll perfectly and you're in time and your hands are up and you snap like that when the command is given. It's the most amazing feeling in the world. Band geek zen.
It's not the music. We haven't taken our instruments outside yet, haven't started marching with them, but it's - it's the ritual of the thing, you know? As someone who usually plays by the rules, it's the knowing. It's the acting and reacting. It's the competition. It's just - I can't explain it. I just love it, so much.
I wish we did field shows, so we could do this even after school starts. Although I'm going to hurt even more when we start marching with instruments, because bari+marching=pain. I marched flute the last two years.
Funny bits: "I've waited four years to get up here and yell at people." PB, a saxophonist who just graduated and for some reason decided to show up and yell "GUIDE RIGHT!" and "COVER DOWN!"
I won my first drilldown yesterday (you obey orders until you screw up, and the last one standing wins), and when we started our final one I had four or five people standing around me staring into my face everyway I turned. "Don't laugh. Don't smile. Don't giggle. Don't even breathe." You know how ANNOYING that is? I was still one of the final two, though. *grin* Then I did a right face instead of a left face, and Josh the percussionist won.
From said percussionist: "Sir, permission to kick the drum major, SIR."
The picture my icon is from. This is from 2003, the first year I marched. I was in eighth grade, and I'm not in that picture.
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Date: 2005-08-20 11:25 pm (UTC)Bandies unite! You're...what, a French horn, is that right?
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Date: 2005-08-21 01:23 am (UTC)Yup. French Horn is correct. Used to be Clarinet but dropped that.
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Date: 2005-08-21 01:40 am (UTC)Bari sax here - flute first, but I switched last year. Still flute for orchestra, though. I was going to switch to French horn, but bari was cheaper since the school had one and didn't have a French horn.
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Date: 2005-08-22 06:58 pm (UTC)The only reason why I switched to French Horn is because I was so sick and tired of the clarinet and how I got no regonition what so ever so when my instructor said that they needed more French Horns I immediately signed up. It is still hard because of the different mouthpieces but I'm getting better.