clousemiester

Memory from childhood.........

My Father played trumpet in the church, as well as on a local radio station with same group on Sunday mornings before service began. One Sunday morning my father was to play a solo as part of the service. One of my older brothers told Dad he would oil the valves for him, as we were running a little late getting to church that morning. We all were brass players! So Dad trusted him to do the right thing with his horn. My brother was in one of his vengeful moods that morning and switched a couple of the valves on him.
Being fresh from the radio gig, Dad put the horn to his lips for the big solo............... and you should have seen the look on his face, as he tried to play his horn. Tooooo Funnnnny!!!!!!!!!!

gglassmeyer

One time, at band camp.....
we were practicing a marching drill and had all laid our horns in the grass away from where we'd be marching. One of my friends laid his trumpet partly on the seldom used driveway that led to some ball fields. While we were marching, large truck came by to suck the human waste from the ball field's port-o-lets. The truck ran over just the end of the bell leaving if flattened. Everything from the tuning slide back was untouched. He had to play the remainder of the week with his crushed bell. Didn't even sound as bad as you might imagine.

While visiting my old high school and joining the band for homecoming, we marched in a parade down to the Stadium for the football (American) game. On the way down the kids were all swinging their horns around thinking it's cool. The kid in front of me had his 3rd valve slide shoot across the street and he didn't notice. I picked it up and gave it back to him, saying "here, you may need this later".

When in high school our marching band was practicing a formation where the band bunched up into 2 smallish pentagons then it would break out into a star shaped formation. While bunching into the pentagons I was on the outer and a guy on the inner one did a pivot to his right and smacked the back of his tuba into the front of my bell. Not only was I about to be froming a star, but I was seeing stars. Of course I was wearing braces at the time so my lip was cut up a bit.

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Greg Glassmeyer

mystrumpet

A couple summers ago, i was practicing in my room, when I left for a few minutes to answer the phone or something, and when I came back, I tried to start playing, but no sound was coming out. For some reason I also noticed a bad taste in the mouthpiece. I checked all the valves, but still it was plugged up. At last I finally discovered what the problem was: a ladybug had crawled inside my mouthpiece and I was grossed out!

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Dan Peterson

Horns:
1965 Bach Mt. Vernon Bb trumpet
1965 Bach cornet

Mouthpiece(s)
Bach 1X
DW 2 cornet mp, soon to come.

trumpet_man

That is truley disgusting, glad it never happened to me.

Ok, once our whole band had to be all seated close together, I was wearing short sleeves. So the other trumpet player and I we counting for when we had to come in. But since we were so close together, I raised my bell up, and he raised his trumpet up, but his mouthpiece (attached to the leadpipe of course) went up my sleeve. It surprised me, and we were tangled and couldn't come in in time, but it was just practice.

Once, there was this saxophone player in jazz band and we were trying to get a couple of measures down. Trying to get the sax player to get the rythm down on his part. The directer had him player it over and over and over and over. And of course, he played it over and over and over and over... wrong, with no sign of getting it better. Still he had him play it over and over, and he played it wrong over and over. Finally the directer said "I give up, when he was little it must have taken him at least 10 or 20 times to realize that the stove is hot".

I remember, that same sax player went on a jazz trip with us. LMAO We were walking on the sidewalk (ok, I could not tell this one verbally because I would be laughin too hard), and he was walking on the sidewalk with us, all of a sudden, he just randomly walked right into the street (not to cross it) and almost got hit by a a car, that car had to slam on it's brakes to keep from hitting him. He just casually walked right back onto the street, from the way he reacted to it, I doubt it put a dent into his pulse the entire time.

So anyway, in another jazz band experience, the drummer has had a problem with not using enough deodorant, or not taking enough baths. The directer had noted this behind his back. So someone thought it would be funny to a bottle of axe spray deodorant to class and massacre him with it (I know that the directer was also in on this). It was the day we were having sectionals. So we all started off into the band room then went our separate ways according to our instrument. The saxes went into the choir room, the drummer staid in the band room, and we were in a practice room. All of a sudden, the other trumpet player grabbed a bottle of deodorant and snuck up behind the drummer and started spraying him with it. He got mad and starting chasing him, later on everyone was chasing everyone and fighting over the deodorand can to spray someone with, it was quite an episode let me tell you. Everyone ganged up on the trumpet player who had brought the deodorand and grabbed him and just drenched his shirt in axe. We later had to get back to practicing. Man, we were all coughing and gauging in the small practice room because one of the trumpet players had been drenched in axe, it was hard to take a full breath of air (which you need to do on the trumpet) without caughing because that room was a huge cloud of axe. I could even smell it on my trumpet case after I took it home, and it wasn't faint either. Man I feel sorry for whoever had to sit behind that trumpet player in the next class. Towards the end of the practice, the saxes, who weren't at all aware of what had been going on, casually walked into the band room and had soon realized that the whole band room had suddenly become a cloud of axe deodorand, man did they ever had some confused looks on their faces, they hadn't a clue why the band room had suddenly smelled like a cloud of axe. The directer said to some of us "Well, that was quite entertaining, but the worst part was that it didn't even work on the drummer".

Once we were playing in jazz band, and the band directer had told the trombones to scoot their chairs forward about another foot. It wasn't long after that that they had started in on a song and the trombone player had nailed the sax player in the back of his head with his slide.

I remember once the other trumpet player set his trumpet down in the open on the ground, but where everyoen could see it. Sure enough, right before our performance our clumsy trombone player (aren't they all?) came along and tripped on the trumpet and smashed the bell.

Another time this trombone player had tried to raise his stand up and it went flying into the air because it wasn't screwed on right. We were all trying protect our intruments. You have to watch out for those trombone players.

Once in pep band, (again, I could not begin to tell this one verbally because I would be laughing too hard) our directer had decided to hook up an amp and a bass and turn it up and play pep band songs with us. We play on the bleachers. Our directer, carrying his bass with him, had to say something to someone in the front row. So on his way back down, his cord had wrapped around a clarinet and drug it down the stairs with him. It was funny, I don't know if he ever found out about it.

In school, we are not allowed to text in class since we are not allowed to have cell phones in class. Well, in band we bend the rules a lot, while the directer was talking, a sax playing was not listening and texting TO THE DIRECTER, just the whole concept of texting is not allowed and he is supposed to listen when given lectures, yet he texts the teacher while he is giving a lecture is what made it funny.

I remember our town and another town close by were rivals, and we had to march together, one of the trombone players was wearing a shirt that said "your band sucks". It was funny.

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Eeviac

One time in band, Mr Payton said, "Everyone blow". So we did. It set up a low-freq flutter in my ears that was painful. The. End.

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Conn Pan Am made in 1950 silver + Bach 7C
King American Standard cornet made in 1940 + Olds 3C
Striving for a Touchy Tone, rather than obnoquious

trumpet_man

umm.... ok?.... maybe that was something you'd have to be there for to find funny.

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Eeviac

OK ok so there was something funny, because there was this little kid they had playing tuba, right? And he had a baby face, so I started singing "baby face" like in that song, only he thought it was "baby fresh" because they were using that tune for something called baby fresh on TV, so...

(insert entire text of War And Peace here)

And in the end, he ended up crying.

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Conn Pan Am made in 1950 silver + Bach 7C
King American Standard cornet made in 1940 + Olds 3C
Striving for a Touchy Tone, rather than obnoquious

RaeRayMusic

Humorous? Wow way to many in marching band without even playing. I had my first valve slide fall off during marching band. Messed up a bunch of solos(majority of them improv). Then there's amazing quotes like' Practice 30 hours a day after band'. And stuff. Anyways. Band is all humor.

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Carmel Marching Band 2007 show(My sophomore year)-http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lbdrDto9kTY
3rd Place in Grand National Finals(BOA)
Beethoven 5 performed by the Carmel High School Symphony Orchestra- http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0w-Ny...eature=related
My Flugelhorn solo entitled 'Blue', Sorry if the sound's bad. Not my fault!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mP2jHVq2IBw

trumpet_man

I definitely agree with that, I can be bored as all get out all through school until band. In band not 5 minutes goes by without something very funny happening.

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Eeviac

Just make sure you're not the only one laughing.

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Conn Pan Am made in 1950 silver + Bach 7C
King American Standard cornet made in 1940 + Olds 3C
Striving for a Touchy Tone, rather than obnoquious