band Quintessensual randy band music there was one day, no, now then, almost every day, a randy band in a randan, between music, it played with us, on the rand; a guy, with bulging pantaloons in the middle, he looked not lonely, but seriously tired, from playing and working two oars; two women, with tees bulging on both sides, upwards of the middle, nicely wet from the rowing, one oar each, as he played and worked, the two; they did have hearts, the guy knew them, well, to play them, while he worked, two oars, both in the middle; they were more, a randy band, in an errant randan, and on the rand, with oars away, guitars, drums, voices, a flailing music club; it did keep the summer cacophonies alight, soft and hard, all who watched and, like we did participate in the music, they sure were the music club, it does seem, so appealing: every day beforehand the randy band then that music at the rand. Copr. 1999 991005 ... valis space henge? spacehenge? 991207 ... sax fiend we were never a band we never had any other intention of doing anything but having fun with ech other one autumn evening in the classroom while we waited for the rest the tattered remnants of what had once been our high-school-band to show up before we headed off ot a football game, we got out our gear, three drummers and a saxophonist lisa and marquis behind the traps vincent behind the assorted latin percussion and my big cumbersome baritone saxophone (but it damn sure sounded sweet) passing the rythm back and forth making the music up as we went along we showed up early and played for nearly thirty minutes and as the rest of them showed up they sat and watched and the new kid with the alto sax joined in and it was a fit and lily, with her trumpet found it flowing through her and we rode and on for another fifteen minutes before the extra drummer showed up with the marching gear and his unfathomable lack of rythm and killed it i count the moments before keith intruded on our vibe to be as good as some of the best sex i ever had 000521 ... Barrett Up on Cripple Creek she sends me If I spring a leak she mends me I don't have to speak she defends me... 001117 ... silentbob i thought he was a man but he was just a little boy 001117 ... Rhin "you know they got a hell of a band" 001117 ... amy oh when the saints.. go marching in.. oh when the saints go marching in 001219 ... the amy that loved tears for fears As the day hits the night We will sit by candlelight We will laugh, we will sing When the saints go marching in. 001219 ... little fury bug i like his band. i like him. he's a sexy bastard. i like his voice. i like his face. i like his hair. i like his words. i like his mind. he writes songs about some girl. i'll always wish that girl was me 020618 ... blown cherry heh. ditto. faerie_kisses 020618 ... blown cherrys tear stained face and songs about how very much you DON'T love me don't count. 020629 ... Photophobe glittering Yeah, cause I'm constantly sitting around writing songs about all the people I don't love. 020701 ... blown cherry well a song about how you're never gonnna breathe me don't count neither 020701 ... amelita ...please observe me if you will i'm professor harold hill and i'm here to organize a rivercity boys band brrrrrrrrrrrrrrum... 020822 ... myplasticmind i want a band. i want to be a band....a real band, that plays together and screams and has real shows, and jams all the time cuz they have nothing better to do. i want to be in an emo band...or just a band. any band. band band band i love my guitar 020904 ... bluten band a lonely ring in a time of sand an empty promise in a desperate hand. it's a crown of thorns to wear a golden ring. the lovers danced and the poets dreamed, but all the while the children screamed. the wedding band can win it all. but the wedding band can make you fall. 031105 ... atchi 20 trumpets, 14 mellophones, 24 baritones, 8 tubas, 18 flutes, 19 clarinets, 17 alto saxes, 4 tenor saxes, 5 snares, 2 tenors, 5 basses, 11 front ensemble, and 26 guard. 2003 MHS Marching Band 031118 ... cheetah Black_Eyed_Peas 031230 ... Doar of brothers 031231 ... strange my band, max, sam, and me. we should be playing right now, but i'm with my sister, watching spongebob. i like my band. but we have yet to discuss a name. but that's okay. 040620 ... ivyducktwilightseto This year will suck. Honestly, it will. With our band, the drumline has always held it all together. I sat on the sidelines for years and watched our phenomenol band win the state championships two years in a row. Maybe you've heard of us; the Marching Cougars of North Harrison High School! (picture that last sentence in an announcer-type voice.) We are from a down-home redneck southern Indiana area. I guess after this everyone will consider me a different person (heehee) Anyway, Last year was an incredible year and by far the best drumline year ever. That was my second year in pit (aka front ensemble aka the xylophone, marimba, other non-marching instruments.) I found that to be very boring and suffered greatly under the wrath of our idiotic, ruthless section leader. But this year it is finally time for me to move up into THE BATTERY (marching drums, the real drumline.) I found myself on a fourth bass spot, the second biggest. Oh what a pain that is. I was happy, except for one little problem. Last year we had a whopping eight people from the line graduate. Six of them were in battery, and the other two were cosection leaders in the pit. This completely wiped out the line. Basically, we suck. And our percussion director now works for another school as well as ours. So now he devotes most of his attention to them and very little to us (they pay him a lot more.) Sometimes he just skips practices without even telling us. So this is utter chaos. The drumline is falling apart as new faces try to rise to leadership and we always get in big fights. Without the drumline setting the example for the rest of the band to be disciplined then they will suffer as well. Madness, I tell you, madness. Hmm, this probably wasn't nearly as interesting as I thought it was going to be. So if you read through the whole things, congrats. I guess I just wanted to tell somebody how I feel about our now joke of a drumline since no one else really wants to listen to what I have to say. Oh well. We really were something though... one of the best lines in the state if not the best. We also competed on the world circuit. Too bad we got screwed over at finals every year. And that ain't no joke son! Yick yick! Ok, I have no idea what I'm even talking about anymore. It's six in the morning, I'm going to bed. Have fun, uhh, doing stuff, and... Eat lot's of ham sandwiches.... "Ya see, the theme of the show is they eat the cheese and then they go to sleep" -inside joke (don't ask) Tootles 040710 ... technathene Is my sanctuary. And also, apparantly, the pool from which I draw dates 041012 ... rockfreq they will never know the suffering confuses the twisted metal thoughts rake my mind with filth never again in here the young will rule the fat an old faithful looks back and sighs at the good cause dead 041110 ... Me. I like Julian Casablancas. What relation to band? He is the Strokes leader. Yay. 060321 what's it to you? who go blather from