Messing with the bassoonist's minds.

tbn.al · Post by **tbn.al** » Sun Jan 27, 2008 5:03 pm

Just did Appalachian Spring last night. What great music! I was playing the 2nd trombone part on my bass trombone to get some breadth of sound as the conductor put it. On a wild hair, in the dress rehearsal, during the last big blow I just continued the scale on down to the pedal E instead of jumping up the octave with the bassoons. I was not expecting the bassoons to freak. They both quit playing, turned completely around and stared. No sense of humor to those double reed guys. I checked with the conductor after the rehearsal to see if maybe he noticed anything unusual and he said no, so I know it was in tune and tasteful. At least it was as tastful as a chainsaw can be down there. I never planned on doing it in performance and of course I didn't. I didn't however tell the bassoons. You should have seen them squirming when we got close. I haven't as much fun with a basoonist since high school.

The Jackson · Post by **The Jackson** » Sun Jan 27, 2008 5:31 pm

Me: "Boy, I sure am glad my tuba isn't made out of plastic!"

Bassoonist: "

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The bassoonist in Wind Ensemble at my school has been itching to get a wooden bassoon loaned from a nearby and very cash-agneticy school.

Kevin Hendrick · Post by **Kevin Hendrick** » Sun Jan 27, 2008 7:14 pm

The Jackson wrote:Me: "Boy, I sure am glad my tuba isn't made out of plastic!"

Bassoonist: " "

The bassoonist in Wind Ensemble at my school has been itching to get a wooden bassoon loaned from a nearby and very cash-agneticy school.

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The Jackson · Post by **The Jackson** » Sun Jan 27, 2008 7:21 pm

Man, I totally had that one coming...

Well, at least I can still say to sax players, "Boy, I sure am glad my mouthpiece isn't made out of plastic!"

...wait a minute

iiipopes · Post by **iiipopes** » Sun Jan 27, 2008 10:37 pm

"Messing with the bassoonists' minds" -- Wasn't much there to mess with, was there?

One time in high school band camp many years ago the bassoonist just, God love him, didn't have a clue and kept missing an important entrance on one of the pieces. After it kept happening, the director stopped, pointed his baton and started to correct him but the word "bassoon" just wouldn't come out. He said something like, "You, there..." to which I, not so under my breath, said, "Buffoon" where the rest of the band could hear me, but not necessarily the conductor. The entire band lost it. No recovery. The director had to call a ten minute break.