And the quotes continue...
Quotes with Dialogue
Mr. E: Ooh! Guest conductor! Ooh! Rhythm and Brass! Ooh! Some guy!
Band: Some guy?!
Mr. E: Now all I need is for sliced bread to be invented and my wife to have a baby!
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Mr. E: What is the tone color here?
Liz: Purple!
Mr. E: Right. Now let me hear those cymbals.
Steve: (crashes cymbals)
Mr. E: Umm...Steve? What happened to those cymbals? (one of them had a big chunk missing from it)
Steve: Uh....?
Band: Hehe...
Mr. E: Those cymbals sound something like a magnet-a, not purple.
Liz and Dave: Magnet-a? It's called Magenta!
Mr. E: Magnet-a, yeah, it's a pinkish purplish sorta color.
Liz and Dave: (sigh) It's magenta!
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Mr. E: What can we do to get the 3rd Clarinets to play louder?
Dave: Throw something at them!
Mr. E: Ok! (Throws his chapstick at their feet)
Band: ...
Mr. E: ...can I have my blistex back?
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Mr. E: Clarinets, you need to play softer here.
Clarinets: (Still playing loud)
Mr. E: Softer!
Clarinets: (Playing a little softer)
Mr. E: SOFTER!!!
Clarinets: (Playing a lot softer)
Mr. E: ::Bangs head on stand:: SOFTER!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Clarinets: (Barely playing)
Mr. E: (Woozy and confused) Good.
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Mr. E: Did anyone hear a decreshendo that time?
Band: No.
Mr. E: We need more of...more of...these things! (Makes < > with his fingers)
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Mr. E: Have you ever seen that movie "Ten"?
Band: Um...no.
Mr. E: Well It's got this great part where this girl is making out with this guy and they play this song and she loses her top but..
All guys: Oooh!
All girls: What does this have to do with music?
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Joe: ::sanding his reed::
Mr. E: What are you doin' over there Joe, building a house?
Joe: (wants to laugh at Mr. E's bad joke so he doesn't feel bad, but Joe keeps quiet)
Mr. E: (trying to be funny) I'll be in in a second, honey, I'm just sandin' away...
Band: ::Half laughs, half shakes head::
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Mr. E: Oh ok, I get it. This part is supposed to be serious. ::Stares straight ahead with a stern face and says nothing for about 2 minutes.
Band: ...
Mr. E: Hey, that was good wasn't it?! I didn't laugh or anything! ::Does it again::
Band: ((geez what a weirdo!))
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Mr E: Play that part for me, Jim.
Jim: ::plays quietly and misses some notes::
Mr. E: (Jokeingly {sounds like a grainger word!}) That's horrible! You must study with a crappy teacher!
Jim: ::laughs a little::
Band: ::Confused::
Mr. E: ...He studies with me...heh heh, get it?
Band: ...yeah...
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Band: ::Playing song::
Lady on the annoucements: Will the people with the license plate number ###### please move their vehicles?
Mr. V: ::Runs out of the band room::
Band: LOL!
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Mr. V: ::Conducting::
Miss B: ::Walks into room, then leaves when she realizes Mr. V has a class::
Trumpets: Hey Mr. V, you just missed Miss B!
Mr. V: Shut up. ::turns slightly pink::
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Mr E: What does staccato mean?
Band: (1/3 says short, 1/3 says separated, 1/3 says light)
Mr. E: Yeah, separated and light. At Erie County, when I was judging, there was this kid who played so short and hard that he scared me, and I told him he scared me!
Band: ::laughs::
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Mr. E: Can I hear that saxophone fart...oops I mean part?
Band: LOL
Mr. E: Whoo...vapors...
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Mr. V: It just goes like - Gunk gunk gunk gunk!
Me: Gotcha...Gunk..gunk..gunk..gunk...
Mr. V: ::shakes head and laughs::
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Concert Band: ::Playing a song::
(Suddenly, the power goes out)
Band: ::Screams really loud::
Mr. S: ::lecturing them about maturity::
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Mr. E: Think of the sweetest teacher in this school...
Dave: Mrs. Cohen!
Band: LOL
Tino: Mr. E!
Band: LOL
Mr. E: No, I'd be the interruption!
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Bus 1: ::Making sheep noises::
Liz: Wait, wait! 1-2-3...
Everyone: BBBaaaaaaaa!
Mr. E: Ok guys, let's put away Old MacDonalds farm!
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Mr. V: ::Conducting Band::
Miss B: ::Walks by Mr. V::
Mr. V: Oh, Miss B (talks to her for a few seconds)
Miss B: Oh ok. (starts to leave)
Band: ::whistling, making kissing noises, rolling their tounges, and saying OWWW!!::
Miss B: Look how red you're getting!
Mr. V: Look how red YOU'RE getting!
Miss B: I'm not the one who should be embarrassed, it's YOUR class! (walks out of room)
Mr. V: ...
Band: HAHAHAHAHA!!!!!
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Mr. E: Do you guys know about those awards for doing something stupid?
Band: uhh...sure..!
Mr. E: Well there was this one where this elephant crapped on this guy so hard he fell over and hit his head on a rock and died.
Band: Ewww!!!! ::laughing::
Mr. E: Think of that elephant when you get to this spot in the piece.
Band: ::plays the note and laughs::
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Mr. E: C'mon you guys! You've gotta feel the Latin beat! Right now it's just like (in a monotone voice) - Shake your groove thang baby.
Band: ::laughs::
Mr. E: It's gotta be like- ::starts to dance in front of Danielle::
Danielle: ::Shields eyes::
Mr. E: Heh, you didn't expect to see THAT this early in the morning, did you?
Front row: ::laughs a little::
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Danielle, Barb, and Katey: ::In the small ensemble room in the band room::
Seniors and other people: ::rush in::
Claire: ::Stands on the desk and moves a panel of the ceiling over and sticks her head in:: It's still here!!! ::pulls out some wrapping paper::
D, B and K: ?!?
Claire: Oooh...and that pic of that lady you did a project on!!
People: LOL!
Tino: Is the raquet still up there?
Claire: Aww...no!
Lisa: Is the Flute Talk up there?
Claire: I think it's over there!!
Everyone: ::runs to other side::
Brian: Ugh! It's too high!
Barb: Call Drew!
Drew: ::climbs on chair w/his head in the ceiling::
Everyone: Anything else?
Drew: Nope.
Everyone: Awwww!!!!!
Tino: I can't believe you guys remembered that stuff was up there the whole time!
Lisa: Well, we flipped the panel upside down!
D, B and K: ::Laughing hysterically:: (About a week ago, Barb had opened that VERY same panel up b/c she "wanted to see what was up there"! Too bad she didn't find the Flute Talk! Then she had flipped that panel upside down just for the heck of it!)
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