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| It was a little while ago that I decided that the Abraham Darby Showband Clarinet Section needed a song. That was in the 'Clarinet Constitution' that I set up on a piece of music (I think it was Thames Journey) a little while back. This constitution also decreed that everyone should worship Jane...and they duly did. However, the most important part of the constitution was the Clarinet Pride Song. Adapted by me for use by us, it continues to offend every other section, while glorifying ourselves. So here is is: The Clarinet Pride Song (to the tune of 'Camptown Races') Well, second flutes just can't play well, Doo-dah, doo-dah, And well, let's face it, Tuba's smell, Oh the doo-dah day. Trombones are just crap, Couldn't read a map Then I guess we've all been saved by the clarinets. Well all the trumpets think they're 'it' Doo-dah, doo-dah, And well the percussionists are just...um....bad, Of the doo-dah day Euphoniums have no style Not in a million miles Then I guess we've all been saved By the Clarinets Playing trills all day, Playing runs all night, There's no better section than, Oh, the, clarinets!! In the strain of putting words to famous songs into my own specialised lyrics, here is �Lady Fiona�, my own band player�s arrangement of the Beatles song: �Lady Madonna�. Featuring tenor sax and clarinet player extraordinaire � Fiona Mills. Lady Fiona, clarinets at your feet. Wonder how you manage to make them sound sweet. Who finds the air? When you�re running out? Did you think if you stayed in tune you wouldn�t have to count? Friday band arrives without your music. Sunday rehearsal creep in cos you�re late. Tuesday night, percussionists make you feel sick. Is this just fate? Lady Fiona, tenor at your chest. Wonder how you manage to play the rest. Is this just fate? Lady Fiona, playing in the band, Please stop clacking those damn keys that are in your hand. Tuesday evening is never ending. Thursday Jazz you can�t come � you have a date. Friday band the third (clarinets) needed tending. Is this just fate? Lady Fiona, clarinets at your feet. Wonder how you manage to make them sound sweet. With apologies to The Beatles � and Fiona of course! ;) Band is about: Music-playing-reeds-semiquavers-solos-screwdrivers-ham sandwiches-cheese sandwiches (for the veggies!)-Cucumber-minibus-timpani-stairs-almost dying-stress-rehearsals-sectionals-3rd clarinets-percussionists-Disney goes to Longbridge-hairdos-fleeces-ties-that little vein in Mr P�s neck that sticks out when he�s yelling-bagpipes-Swahili-cork grease-Daddy Bill the fixing man-team work-gold-silver-winning-losing-travelling-sleeping on the coach-the Sleep Police-2nd Flutes-there was___-coaches-throwing up-McDonalds-shirts-trousers-skirts for the ladies or you don�t play-karaoke with Kath and Jane-seatbelts until we reach the border-Little Less Conversation-Miss M singing her heart out-tours-London-�I�m not going to throw my toys out of the pram� (promptly throws toys out of pram�)-writing choo choo choo choo choo all around Stephenson�s Rocket during a sectional-Jane, Kat and Kath the flies in the ointment-Tubas-Jess (aww)-Kim's having a baby!!!!! AWWWW!!!!-The �magic moment�-tuning up-nervousness-feeling sick-lining up-onstage at the RAH... |
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