Apathy

I am incredibly tired and sore from marching band. It seems I am no longer used to hefting a sousaphone about. Read about my marvy weekend at the band blog.

The Aftermath of Spec

Schools Spectacular was week. For marching band, that meant 55 hours of band from Tuesday through Saturday.
Not only that, it also meant crazy sunburn for everyone.
I'm doing a recap of spec on the MMB blog: Loud and Proud.

For anyone still enrolled in a NSW state high school who is interested in joining, I totally recommend it. Marchign band is by far the most enjoyable activity I do, and not only that, the Department of Sports and Recreation classifies marching band as an extreme sport.

So join up! Google: "Millennium Marching Band apply 2011" and fill out the webform. Ignore where it says that applications are closed - they're still open for a while.

The Week Part I

Last week's Week will be slightly late, although as a bit of a sample, I direct you to the MMB blog which I write.

Life

Holly was discharged yesterday. That's a massive bummer. We're all going to miss her. At least she got otu before she hit the ten week mark. Had she been discharged today, her admission would have been ten weeks. So I suppose it's good for her.

I've been let out for a parade today (marching band). It's for the international Lions convention. It should be fun, although getting a sousa onto a double decker bus (the way we're getting from the end of the parade back to the beginning for a second pass) will be a challenge. Hell, getting the sousa onto a regular bus so that I can get to Hyde Park (the startinng point) will be an interesting experience. And that's with it collapsed and in a flat(ish) case. This should be an experience.

Tomorrow is Inspired. For those of you who are uninitiated, that's the school Textiles and Design showcase. I'm MCing it. Dressed as the Queen of Hearts. Hells mother-expletiving yeah.

My performance pants are statically attracted to my legs. It shits me.

Drumline

I watched Drumline the other night.

When you watch the movie, you're bound to find yourself thinking 'That can't be real life. Surely they've militarised that just a touch for Hollywood'.

All I can say is: it's all true.

Marching band is exactly like that.

That's what makes it fun.