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An obscure funk/disco group that released one album, "Spaced Out Disco" in 1978. They would've been shoved into the dust bin of obscurity were it not for this one little tune called "Space Dust". Somehow, this funky little jam attracted attention & has been sampled in numerous songs, including: "It Takes Two" by Rob Base & DJ E-Z Rock, "I Wanna Rock" by Snoop Dogg, "Old Skool" by Dizzie Rascal, etc...
Ed: Yo man, this song's got a real fly beat goin' on. I think I heard that beat from somewhere...
Fred: That's from the Galactic Force Band.
Ed: Really? Never heard of them dudes before.
The meaning of which your asshole is stretched too far and is beyond repair and is busted!
I went to fart but shit my pants by accident due to my busted rubber band.
Band repair techs are sexy, have super human strength and are usually geniuses. Band Techs have a God-like ability to repair almost anything and are particularly good in bed. As band directors believe they are God it is common for them to think they can repair instruments too.
James Bond is so band repair tech with the ladies.
What is a band kid? Is it a kid who is in band? Yes. Is that all there is to it? No.
I come from a band of 47 members in a rather rural community. Understand that participation in the marching band is optional for regular band members, so everybody present WANTS to be. As a result, we take pride in what we do.
I am our band's Drum Major, and as any member of our marching band will tell you, we love to make music. We love to make music. Then, we love to run around on a football field and do cool stuff at the same time. We also love each other, most of the time. Hopefully now I have begun to paint the appropriate picture in your mind of our band; we function the way we do because we love it.
I can't generalize what every band or football team does; every group is different. There are hard working bands and hard working football teams. There are also lazy bands and lazy football teams. Therefore, the only thing I can factually present is how MY band functions.
End of school: new show announced, band director's
writing it, PRACTICE YOUR HORN.
Early July: music starts coming out to members via
internet, memorization begins.
Mid/Late July: music rehearsals. lots of 'em
Beginning of August: BAND CAMP!
Week 1: 9-9. section leaders typically call you in
by 8. drilling marching, commands, drill on
blacktop. sparse water breaks. if any. lunch.
under 45 minutes total. assorted sectionals,
music rehearsals, and a goofy game or two to
break up the intensity. outside again, drill,
instruments. dinner. outside, drill, instruments.
Week 2: 9-5. same as week 1, only with fewer
breaks and no games. mostly outdoor.
THEN: during school, we practice Tuesday-Friday till 6, except on Fridays when we have home football games, then we have practice till we eat supper and then we're at the game till 10.
AND THEN?: competitions on Saturdays. a lot. when there isn't a competition, there's a practice.
Oh yeah, we basically have a blast while we do it too. How about that?
Nobody can tell me we don't work hard. Beyond work, we leave part of ourselves on the field every performance. Music is emotional, and if your very soul isn't put into the music, you have nothing. We have something, and it's beautiful. Seriously.
Some people say marching band kids don't have lives. Oh, but yes. Yes we do. It's called being a part of something bigger than yourself. It's called music.
That marching band kid's sweat grosses me out.
What a marching band kid, he's walking in step to the music in the mall!
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graphitti written by band geeks.
Examples: Chopin rules, 2nd Tenor Saxophone was here, Suck on this Minuet in D
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Term coined from Rock bands from the 70s who would use a lot of synthesizors and such in their music, and do strange things with their hair, such as cut shapes such as starts and hearts in it.
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Marching Band PTSD is when you have gained PTSD from Marching Band. It’s could be from messing up or dropping during a performance, or it can be a little thing like showing up late for practice. There is always a consequence for everything.
Me: I had a nightmare. I think it’s from my Marching Band PTSD.
Friend: What Happened?
Me: I was doing drill and I forgot my music.