there are actual tears in my eyes
there are actual tears in my eyes
Three in a Row
Typically the Bristlecone (Pinus aristata) are trees that tend to be found growing alone to prevent lightning strike fires from jumping from tree to tree. At the high, dry elevations these trees grow in, lightning is a regular hazard and many trees bear the scars of direct strikes. These three have huddled up, exposed roots and all, and warm themselves in late spring sun.
She is Very Protective of Her Ducklings
Please stop what you’re doing and look at this
i dont like getting yelled at i literally stand there and burst into tears
and they’re like WHY ARE YOU CRYING?!!?! It’s because you’re fucking yelling at me you shithead
Science side of tumblr, I demand an explanation
Simple. What you see there is not wine, but blood. The four sacred glass mages are merely raising it up with their magic to present it to the Dark Lord in a feeble attempt to keep him from decimating their homeland
Thanks science side *tosses a biscuit*
Greg is pissed that he was not invited to the stag night.
GUYS. WHAT IF. WHAT IF GREG WAS INVITED. AND HIS LITTLE, “YOU DIDN’T EVEN MAKE IT TO CLOSING TIME” JAB WAS BECAUSE HE WAS SUPPOSED TO MEET THEM AFTER HE GOT OFF WORK AND JUST AS HE WAS LEAVING THEY GOT HAULED INTO THE DRUNK TANK.
i have been laughing for 600 years goodbye
fucking fuck me
EVERYBODY LOOK AT THIS
Fun Story: My director kept telling me and my tenor sax buddy to play softer. No matter what we did, it wasn’t soft enough for him. So getting frustrated, I told my buddy “Dont play this time. Just fake it”
Our Band Director then informed us we sounded perfect.
To my readers: “p” means quiet, “pp” means really quiet. I’ve never seen “pppp” before haha.
On the contrast, “f” means loud, and “ffff” probably means so loud you go unconscious.
I had ffff in a piece once and my conductor told me to play as loudly as physically possible without falling off my chair…
Me and my trombone buddies had “ffff” and he sat next to me and played so hard that he fell out of his chair.
The lengths we go for music.
Okay yeah so I play the bass clarinet and the amount of air you have to move and the stiffness of the reed means it only has two settings and that is loud and louder, with an optional LOUDEST that includes a 50% probability of HORRIBLE CROAKING NOISE which is the bass equivalent of the ubiquitous clarinet shriek.
One day, when I was in concert band in high school, we got a new piece handed out for the first time, and there was a strange little commotion back in the tuba section — whispering, and pointing at something in the music, and swatting at each other’s hands all shhh don’t call attention to it. And although they did attract the attention of basically everyone else in the band, they managed to avoid being noticed by the band director, who gave us a few minutes to look over our parts and then said, “All right, let’s run through it up to section A.”
And here we are, cheerfully playing along, sounding reasonably competent — but everyone, when they have the attention to spare, is keeping an eye on the tuba players. They don’t come in for the first eight measures or so, and then when they do come in, what we see is:
[reeeeeeally deep breath]
[COLOSSAL FOGHORN NOISE]
The entire band stops dead, in the cacophonous kind of way that a band stops when it hasn’t actually been cued to stop. The band director doesn’t even say anything, just looks straight back at the tubas and makes a helpless sort of why gesture.
In unison, the tuba players defend themselves: “THERE WERE FOUR F’S.”
FFFF is not really a rational dynamic marking for any instrument, but for the love of all that is holy why would you put it in a tuba part.
This is the best band post
Everyone else go home
Oh man, so I play trombone, and we got this piece called Florentiner Marsch by Julius Fucik, and we saw this
which is 8 fortes. We were shocked until,
that is 24 fortes who the fuck does that
Who does that?
This guy. Take a good look - that is the moustache of a man with nothing to lose.
More like Julius Fuckit
that dog is more photogenic than most teenager girls like it makes me so happy but at the same time so anGRY WHY IS IT SO PRETTY
because its happy
Every time I see Elizabeth i’s signature I get absurdly happy cause I just imagine her signing her name and doing a little twirly and then pausing and then adding a few more twirlies
“your majesty perhaps thats enough twirls” suggests William Cecil
“perhaps Im the motherfuckin queen” suggests elizabeth and adds 6 more
nothing says hope quite like flowers growing through the cracks in concrete