652. All the band moms can get in a kickline and play various parts of your show... from memory.
653. You lock your car doors and you try to match the pitch of the beep with a note.
654. You conduct to the music on the radio in the car--while driving.
655. You tell horror stories to freshmen about "the year we had 8 sets of double time!"
656. The shoes you wear with your tux to the prom have rounded heels.
657. You stack the band room chairs up to the 18-foot ceiling. Mad props, yo.
658. You go to EVERY band function, even though you're a cheerleader.
659. You manage to get a hold of a band t-shirt and wear it at least once a week, even though you're a cheerleader.
660. You have the best band locker (even though you're a freshman) (or a cheerleader).
661. You're a freshman who didn't do marching band (damn that cheerleading), but everyone else in Wind Ensemble (not only your section) still knows you.
662. You quit cheerleading to join marching band. ...The dark side wins again.
663. You have band t-shirts from before you got to your school.
664. You scream bloody murder and cry when you get a one on your solo at contest.
665. You visit music websites every day even though you know exactly what's on them.
666. You order free band brochures because you want to hang the free poster on your wall.
667. You're a member of at least 3 school sponsored bands.
668. A member of the band has printed out this list, passed it around the room during rehearsals, and 3/4 have sat around after school highlighting the best ones. I feel so loved. By loved, I mean stalked.
669. You're in the laziest band in Toronto, and you don't care.
670. You're willing to take a subway ride all the way across the city for band rehearsals, and come home at 11:00 just for the joy of it. This is what we call "The Good Life." Woot.
671. You're in the official pep band for a pro football team, and lord over all your friends the free tickets you get.
672. A 96% in band class is low.
673. Your grade in band is over 120%.
674. Your grade in band is over 140%.
675. There's a sale at the music store, and - much to the annoyance of the staff - you camp out for 3 days in tents waiting for it to happen.
676. You run around the school yelling "I'M AN ARGONOTE!!!" at the top of your lungs, and you are the only one who doesn't think you're crazy. (Argonotes are the official marching band of the Toronto Argonauts, of the Canadian Football League.) Best. Name. Ever.
677. It's Argonotes- not the Argonotes, thank you very much.
678. You've been expelled for playing a solo 9 octaves up, when you were warned to play no more than 2 octaves up.
679. You get a letter from Reed College and immediately think of your clarinet.
680. You cut physics class on a regular basis to go hang out in the band room. When you start to learn about frequencies and pitch, though, you show up to every class and immediately become the best student. Subsequently, your physics teacher thinks you are possessed and sends you to the nurse. (But nooooooo!!! Band is next period!!!)
681. You ask for a detention in band just for an excuse to stay longer.
682. You find pleasure in being able to conduct 3/4 and 4/4 at the same time...
683. ...and you put that on the drum major tryout requirements. You also wrote the rest of the tryout requirements.
684. You've had a crush on the band director's son.
685. You've had a sleep over at your Band director's house. In his front yard, without him knowing beforehand, that is.
686. Playing through a rehearsal when it's 100 degrees outside with 90% humidity? Not a problem.
687. You've pondered who would win in a band vs. football team fight. (Hmm, 160 band members with instruments vs. football players. Let's see.)
688. You dance at every single drum cadence while in the stands. Even if you're the only one and you look like an idiot.
689. Your section has pre-game rituals.
690. You've nearly slipped in a puddle of brass player spit.
691. You've had to suck the spit out of your instrument.
692. You clean up the band room for fun.
693. You walk around your room doing stuff (such as IM, eating, sleeping, talking on the phone, TV viewing, radio listening) while holding your clarinet. (guilty as charged)
694. you can name at least 5 people from every marching band within 30 miles of your school
695. You can play all of your marching band tunes on all the brass instruments.
Five mo' fo' the college kids, wooyay.
696. You have keys to the music department building and you carry then with you at all times.
697. All your stories start "You would never believe what we had to do at practice today..." and all your roommates leave.
698. All of your roommates are now in band although they swore they never would be. It is contagious like hoof and mouth disease.
699. Your walls are covered in old band trophies, medals, and certificates.
700. Your behavior is excused when you say "I'm with the band."