RICKY LINEBERRY

Protester in Baltimore trying to avoid violence

Director: “I will not hesitate to come down off of this tower and personally out march every single one of you”

Drum Major: “I can tell it’s a good performance when I almost fall off the podium”

Piccolo/Flute: “Put your phone away” *pulls out phone*

Clarinet: “Another one? That’s the third reed I’ve broken this week!”

Low reeds: “If you miss your set just give ‘em the old razzle dazzle”

Saxophone: “Get your feet on the beat or I’ll break your legs”

Mellophone: *2 hours into rehearsal* “I just realized that I left my mouth piece in my case”

Trumpet: “let’s take everything up an octave and see how long it takes the director to notice” *cracks every note*

Trombone: “Is this your first time playing trombone? You know more positions in bed than on your horn”

Baritone: “JUST DO IT”

Sousaphone: “I HAVE KNOTS IN MY SHOULDER THE SIZE OF AFRICA”

Drumline: “I don’t know why it’s so hard to get your feet on the beat when you’re playing QUARTER NOTES”

Pit/Front Ensemble: “You don’t even have to march WHY ARE YOU RUSHING?”

Drum Major: “I feel so powerful conducting the opener, like yassss!”

Clarinets: *band director gives instructions* “I don’t wanna!”

Flutes: “I don’t even know how to help them anymore.”

Saxophones: “That’s where I’m supposed to be?”

Mellophones: “Smell that? I farted.”

Trumpets: “Left, left, LEFT!!! HOW ARE YOU THIS OFF BEAT?!?!?”

Trombones: “Uhh, where is my section?”

Baritones: “How does he always forget to give us our music?”

Tubas: “We slow down because we want to, no other reason.”

Colorguard: “She’s not even jazz running! Can you believe her?”

Drumline: “Why did no one tell me there was a bench in my way?”

“I don’t know, let me check.”