Mr. B is absolutely hilarious. Probably due to the fact that he's a trombone player, but anyway. Whenever we weren't playing during rehearsal, we were laughing, for the most part. It was great.
I don't remember every funny thing he said, but I do remember a couple. He called the oboes "obi," even though that isn't the plural form of oboe, and he told Rose that if she played her trombone louder, Dawson's head would explode, which was funny because the two of them are always arguing over there in the trombone section. And then, when we were playing "Lord of the Rings" and Logan started playing his horn solo, Mr. B started semi-sarcastically saying stuff like,
"Wow, that's gorgeous. Just touches my heart. Logan, will you go to prom with me?"
The last remark was completely sarcastic, of course, and we all burst out laughing. Logan, however, only faltered for a moment before finishing his solo.
Later, Megan and I talked about how there were so many more good things about rehearsal than Mr. B's humor. He had us work together in sections for one of the warm ups, he taught us a bit about the original composer of one of our pieces, and overall did well with classroom management. Our normal band director does things like that too, of course, and is amazing at it, which leads me to believe that that's what makes a good band or choir director into a great one. The ability to be absolutely hilarious, and yet maintain absolute control of and respect from the band. Not many people can do this, which is why music teachers really are of a special breed.
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