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Signs you've been in the Cuyahoga Falls High School Marching Tiger Band too long
When you hear music and start marking time.
When you walk behind someone and you're in step with them.
When you try to guess the tempo of your favorite song.
When all your friends are in band.
When you don't mind changing on the bus.
When you point out key changes and dynamics while listening to the radio.
When every guy/girl you're interested in is in band.
When you like wearing your uniform.
When people ask you about your social life and you say, "Oh, you mean my horn?"
When you consider your set book a fashion accessory.
When you've had a "Trombone-ectomy".
When you practice your instrument more than you talk to your dog.
When being mauled by a drum is a normal part of life.
When people worry when they see you without your instrument.
When "armed guard" means girl with pole instead of guy with gun.
When band camp is FUN!!!!!!!!!!!!!
When you respond to "band fag".
When someone says the word "box" and you automatically put your head up.
When you remember the order of flats and sharps more easily than your name.
When you dress the lunch line, and encourage others to do the same.
When you are alone, you suffocate cause there's no one telling you when to breathe.
When slides feel normal.
When your instrument has a name.
When you remember your instrument's birthday, and forget your mom's.
When making a diagonal is your biggest accomplishment of the day.
When backwards marching no longer reminds you of ballet.
When you give your instrument a birthday party.
When you can make brown shoes look white.
When your uniform fits.
When white feathers become a fashion "do".
When you see your section more than you see your family.
When everyone wants to kill the other football team...and you want to kill the other band.
When you walk you automatically start with your left foot.
When you think evening practices should last a half an hour longer.
When you CAN sight-read.
When you can put on your uniform in less than two minutes.
When reeds taste good.
When you actually understand your band director
When you think your plume is alive.
When marking time is your favorite form of exercise.
When you have a neck strap tan line.
When you subconsciously start practicing with a pencil.
When numbers past 8 aren't important.
When you still have concert music from 3 years ago memorized
When you roll-step through the cafeteria to avoid spilling your lunch.
When you'd rather practice than read this list.
When letters past G aren't important.
When you're sitting alone in a room and you find yourself humming music from four years ago.
When you call Mr. Curfman "dad".
You don't even bother 'getting ready' before coming to practice
Percussion is looking for new ways to deafen the band
You begin to pray for a lightening storm
Long bus rides are fun
You resent the invention of uniforms
The DryCleaner has you on speeddial
You get amused by band camp stories
you spend more time at band than you do in your own house. (i.e. 2-a-days)
When you get the jokes on this list.
When you make a website for your band!
ResolutionsI WILL expand my listening repertoire beyond "John Phillip Sousa's Greatest hits"
I WILL venture outside the band room at least once a day.
I WILL buy some tshirts that are not old band shirts
I WILL NOT conduct along with my car stereo
I WILL convince at least one person that duct tape is magic
I WILL NOT attempt to teach cheerleaders to twirl flags.
I WILL NOT drum hemiolas on my desk during math class.
I WILL stop practicing when my fingers feel as though they will fall off.
I WILL NOT quote from Monty Python and the Holy Grail more than once a week.
I WILL NOT eat in the band room.
I WILL NOT amuse myself at percussionists' expence.
I WILL take only one band class per semester.
I WILL NOT kill the annoying sophomore sax player who can't play anything exept "Take 5" and "Tequila"
I WILL refer to athletic teams with respect, never as pre-show entertainment.
I WILL NOT hide in the music library to avoid going to pep rallies.
I WILL return bandroom keys to the director when he ask for them.
I WILL NOT believe that a baton, flag, ladder, or any other inanimate object is a living entity who deserves respect.
I WILL figure out where my black socks went.
I WILL remember to remove all nail polish before every performance.
I WILL NOT make inside jokes when non bandies are present.
I WILL invent a device to keep piccolos in tune.
I WILL NOT complain when we have to rehearse inside during a rainstorm.
I WILL cut back to one caffinated beverage per day.
I WILL NOT replace the director's scores with something inappropriate, silly, and/or confusing before a concert.
I WILL go to bed before 4 am during parade season.
I WILL NOT cringe visably when songs on the radio are grossly out of tune.
I WILL acknowledge that piccolo players are people too.
I WILL understand that nutty bars, graham crackers with chocolate frosting, gummy worms, and Mountain Dew is not a balanced meal.
I WILL NOT use cheerleaders as scientific test subjects.
I WILL thank a band parent before every show.
I WILL NOT repaint the sign on the football stadium so it says "band field"
I WILL hang my uniform the correct way.
I WILL wear spf 15 or higher to band camp.
I WILL NOT allow underclassmen to be in charge of the vcr on band trips.
I WILL drive in a safe and courteous manner, even when I'm going to
be late to band practice.
I WILL NOT run over the football team with the marimba.
I WILL remain awake during theory lectures.
I WILL NOT refer to the band director as "that short round old guy"
I WILL remember to eat, even when my schedule is hectic.
I WILL get a social life. (whatever that is)
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