I don’t think that’s how you tuba…

if you don’t do this at least once a practice session then you aren’t a real tuba player

thats true

this should be the most reblogged post on tumblr before it dies

We need to reblog this so much that the post breaks

Do not like

Keep. Reblogging.

why is Spring by Vivaldi still such a fucking banger?

DON’T CALL IT THAT

it just slaps.

DON’T SAY THAT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

you think people weren’t sitting there fanning themselves in old Italy trying not to nut in their leggings listening to that shit when it first dropped???

PYOTR TCHAIKOVSKY “In the mood for work” 

I made a decoy wallet for pickpockets. TAKE THAT CRIME!

this is a great way to get spite-stabbed

Jokes on you that was my goal in the first place

In honor of my dog who passed away. we experienced a lot of the same things together, so I wrote this to be read in either her, or my perspective.

I’m actually crying really really hard

Low brass instruments come in 4 different conditions:

Stock Photo Violins

The long-procrastinated continuation of the stock photo instruments series, with this episode’s instrument suggested by @pianoplayersara!

There are already some compilations of stock photo violins on the interwebs, so I tried to gather original material. I hope you’re happy, kiddos. (Also, there were a surprising number of butts in the results. I didn’t know violins were so provocative.)

Time to bring on the suffering, y’all.

i’m pretty sure every first violin lesson starts with “grip the bow in a fist with all your strength, then stare provocatively into the distance”

why are all violin players european models?

when u see ur marching band friends doin that horns up and u think they look weird but u want 2 be supportive

when ur tone quality sounds like pain feels

I don’t even want to try describing what’s happening in this picture, so this seems like a good place to end. I’m going to go drown my sorrows in orange juice.

5/4 time is the musical equivalent of thinking you’re at the bottom of the stairs but there’s another step you forgot was there

Bird enjoys cotton swab massage. [full video]

OHHHHH

The Denny’s rule book: A simple guide

Denny’s is your local, friendly diner open 24 hours a day every day of the year. A place to relax and enjoy a breakfast at any hour, a fulfilling lunch or delicious dinner. All are welcome at Denny’s, and it’s your safest location, provided you follow this very simple guide for the nightly hours.

Your local Denny’s is the perfect place for a delicious meal at all hours of the day. Hope you enjoy your next visit to any Denny’s Diner!

sage advice

https://www.change.org/p/anaheim-union-high-school-district-anaheim-union-high-school-district-please-reinstate-ms-harvey-s-teaching-position?recruiter=722875754&utm_source=share_petition&utm_medium=twitter&utm_campaign=share_twitter_responsive passing this on

A man is driving down the road and breaks down near a monastery. He goes to the monastery, knocks on the door, and says, “My car broke down. Do you think I could stay the night?” The monks graciously accept him, feed him dinner, even fix his car. As the man tries to fall asleep, he hears a strange sound. The next morning, he asks the monks what the sound was, but they say, “We can’t tell you. You’re not a monk.” The man is disappointed but thanks them anyway and goes about his merry way. Some years later, the same man breaks down in front of the same monastery. The monks accept him, feed him, even fix his car. That night, he hears the same strange noise that he had heard years earlier. The next morning, he asks what it is, but the monks reply, “We can’t tell you. You’re not a monk.” The man says, “All right, all right. I’m *dying* to know. If the only way I can find out what that sound was is to become a monk, how do I become a monk?” The monks reply, “You must travel the earth and tell us how many blades of grass there are and the exact number of sand pebbles. When you find these numbers, you will become a monk.” The man sets about his task. Forty-five years later, he returns and knocks on the door of the monastery. He says, “I have traveled the earth and have found what you have asked for. There are 145,236,284,232 blades of grass and 231,281,219,999,129,382 sand pebbles on the earth.” The monks reply, “Congratulations. You are now a monk. We shall now show you the way to the sound.” The monks lead the man to a wooden door, where the head monk says, “The sound is right behind that door.” The man reaches for the knob, but the door is locked. He says, “Real funny. May I have the key?” The monks give him the key, and he opens the door. Behind the wooden door is another door made of stone. The man demands the key to the stone door. The monks give him the key, and he opens it, only to find a door made of ruby. He demands another key from the monks, who provide it. Behind that door is another door, this one made of sapphire. So it went until the man had gone through doors of emerald, silver, topaz, and amethyst. Finally, the monks say, “This is the last key to the last door.” The man is relieved to no end. He unlocks the door, turns the knob, and behind that door he is amazed to find the source of that strange sound. But I can’t tell you what it is because you’re not a monk

Originally posted by disneyasastrology

BWAHAHAHAHAH. 

the way i learned this, it was always told through spoken word. And you’d do the door thing for ages. AGES. literally just making up any old material. ‘behind the foam door is a door made of spinach’ that kind of shit. Go on until whoever is listening has already begged you to stop and has now gone on to pleading, clutching your shirt on their knees pleading. And when you finally said the last line? People went fucking nuts Like there was a good chance of just getting the teeth knocked out of you after telling that joke.

A friend of mine did that shit for 30 minutes on a camp once. The entire fucking bus just exploded in anger when she finished. It was a fucking massacre. 

You had me at HELL HEART

An expertly done three point turn

Weren’t expecting that house

#I have never seen someone nope that hard before

#our house #in the middle of the street

Oh my fuck THOSE TAGS

Me running away from my responsibilities