This makes me hate white people
Yes, Nina it's true.
Before you guys say what the hell is Teddy talking about let me explain. The day .... was Thursday, March 3, 2005. The Vestavia Lady Rebels b-ball team is ranked #1 in the state. We're in the final four with Sidney Lanier(the poets), an unknown ALL BLACK team from Montgomery(state capitol 1hr and a 1/2 away,Rosa Parks and the bus boycott).
The day before a nice and friendly girls b-ball cheerleader sponsor(crazy huh) comes to me and my friend about a pep band for the game cuz other schools have em. So I go out recruiting hopefuls and get a scrappy group or coalition of the willing to go to the BJCC(Birmingham Jefferson County Civic Center... where all the big bands perform). Although this ass of a friend, rich, white and VERY ignorant decides to take the "reins". I had to prepare that afternoon for my club meeting and go to it so I wasn't there for the planning. The fucker decided to meet at a Panera Bread in Vestavia at 7:00!!!! The game starts at 9:00 and he wanted to meet 2hrs before? "Oh um the traffic's bad" Bullshit but i just went with it.
He proceeded to not show up and go down early and "rope off" a section for the band. Of course the dumbass couldn't get in until 8 and when he did rope it off about 10 min b4 the game one of the managers said we couldn't be directly in the crowd so we had to move. Stupid bitch! (sry for the profanity). The dumbass went home the night before and edited/shortened some marching band stand tunes like Hey Baby and Land of 1000 dances. Why.... i dunno as if someone can't say ok start and stop within 30 sec. So we have no practice no REAL sections just like 1 tuba, 5 trumpets, 2 Trombones and a sax. Pretty scrapy and shitty so we get out there and play the Hey song before the game my friends tuba needed a better mouth piece so he went out to get one. Here comes the good part!!!!
In comes this all BLACK band from Montgomery late as hell and the come in RIGHT during the first time out(when bands play) and we're like what should play then. BAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. Loud as crap you here this band and loud ass bass drum. Soo loud and soo just "Here we come bitches you betta move". That's the feeling you get after hearing that. I mean JUST like that stupid ass movie Drumline except no stupid ass Nick Cannon... I hate that guy. The guys playing the cymbols are getting low and picking it up slow. I mean they were just twirking it and the sound was so loud and crapy it sounded powerful and they were dancing OHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
This makes me hate being in an uptight as band. The fucker was trying to direct us and wanted us to play Hey Baby. Hey motherfucking BABY? What the hell do you wanna play that pussy ass song for against their BLAHHHHHHHHHH. No sir. All we had was that song Neverscared. We played it but we didn't have the organization, prep, nor BALLS to play that mess.
If you guys haven't experienced that kind of sound, especially you "YANKEES" you must come down to the south and hear it. Truly stunning. I hear band just don't march like that in da north. Am I wrong?
THAT BRIGHTENED MY WEEK!!!
we went on to lose and I attribute our loss to their awesome band.. sigh
Love, Theo
Before you guys say what the hell is Teddy talking about let me explain. The day .... was Thursday, March 3, 2005. The Vestavia Lady Rebels b-ball team is ranked #1 in the state. We're in the final four with Sidney Lanier(the poets), an unknown ALL BLACK team from Montgomery(state capitol 1hr and a 1/2 away,Rosa Parks and the bus boycott).
The day before a nice and friendly girls b-ball cheerleader sponsor(crazy huh) comes to me and my friend about a pep band for the game cuz other schools have em. So I go out recruiting hopefuls and get a scrappy group or coalition of the willing to go to the BJCC(Birmingham Jefferson County Civic Center... where all the big bands perform). Although this ass of a friend, rich, white and VERY ignorant decides to take the "reins". I had to prepare that afternoon for my club meeting and go to it so I wasn't there for the planning. The fucker decided to meet at a Panera Bread in Vestavia at 7:00!!!! The game starts at 9:00 and he wanted to meet 2hrs before? "Oh um the traffic's bad" Bullshit but i just went with it.
He proceeded to not show up and go down early and "rope off" a section for the band. Of course the dumbass couldn't get in until 8 and when he did rope it off about 10 min b4 the game one of the managers said we couldn't be directly in the crowd so we had to move. Stupid bitch! (sry for the profanity). The dumbass went home the night before and edited/shortened some marching band stand tunes like Hey Baby and Land of 1000 dances. Why.... i dunno as if someone can't say ok start and stop within 30 sec. So we have no practice no REAL sections just like 1 tuba, 5 trumpets, 2 Trombones and a sax. Pretty scrapy and shitty so we get out there and play the Hey song before the game my friends tuba needed a better mouth piece so he went out to get one. Here comes the good part!!!!
In comes this all BLACK band from Montgomery late as hell and the come in RIGHT during the first time out(when bands play) and we're like what should play then. BAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. Loud as crap you here this band and loud ass bass drum. Soo loud and soo just "Here we come bitches you betta move". That's the feeling you get after hearing that. I mean JUST like that stupid ass movie Drumline except no stupid ass Nick Cannon... I hate that guy. The guys playing the cymbols are getting low and picking it up slow. I mean they were just twirking it and the sound was so loud and crapy it sounded powerful and they were dancing OHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
This makes me hate being in an uptight as band. The fucker was trying to direct us and wanted us to play Hey Baby. Hey motherfucking BABY? What the hell do you wanna play that pussy ass song for against their BLAHHHHHHHHHH. No sir. All we had was that song Neverscared. We played it but we didn't have the organization, prep, nor BALLS to play that mess.
If you guys haven't experienced that kind of sound, especially you "YANKEES" you must come down to the south and hear it. Truly stunning. I hear band just don't march like that in da north. Am I wrong?
THAT BRIGHTENED MY WEEK!!!
we went on to lose and I attribute our loss to their awesome band.. sigh
Love, Theo
posted by Theo at 1:33 AM
2 Comments:
My school doesn't march, so pep band is our only real pop experience. Just played this morning for the quarters in the state girls basketball tournament (my sister was on the court). Our band was about half the size of the other one. They start playing Eye of the Tiger and we cringe and then a spark jumps and we say, let's whip out Gonna Fly Now and show 'em how it's done. Fly starts with a short trumpet fanfare, so two other senior trumpets and I take the sucker an octave up so that it rips through the arena like sonic the hedgehog on a bad hair day. That was fun. Good times. But you're right, Teddy. We northerners don't know the first thing about pep band.
My school doesn't march, so pep band is our only real pop experience. Just played this morning for the quarters in the state girls basketball tournament (my sister was on the court). Our band was about half the size of the other one. They start playing Eye of the Tiger and we cringe and then a spark jumps and we say, let's whip out Gonna Fly Now and show 'em how it's done. Fly starts with a short trumpet fanfare, so two other senior trumpets and I take the sucker an octave up so that it rips through the arena like sonic the hedgehog on a bad hair day. That was fun. Good times. But you're right, Teddy. We northerners don't know the first thing about pep band.
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