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@tunnelsnakeofficial

Morgan, She/her, 25
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My high school band teacher really fucked me over so bad when it comes to rhythm. He had this thing where he gave all the notes food names instead of just reading the rhythms normally, like if the piece had 4 quarter notes in a measure he would make us read it as "pie, pie, pie, pie" instead of "1 2 3 4" and so now when I look at a 16th note run or something part of my brain reads it as "1-e-and-a, 2-e-and-a, etc" but a larger, eviller part of my brain says "pepperoni, pepperoni, pepperoni, pepperoni" which like. I get that it's an easier way to teach kids but he kept doing that until we were seniors in high school and I had to like unlearn it myself so I didn't sound like a 5 year old when talking to other people

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It was like

Whole note/half note/dotted half note: "foooooood" (hold for as many beats as notes last) (yeah he made us do this out loud)

Quarter note: "pie"

Eighth note: "french fry" if it was a pair, if it was just one note then it was either french or fry depending on if it was on the downbeat

Sixteenth notes: pepperoni

Dotted quarter with an eighth note in 6/8: DO-nut

32nd note: fucking "peanut butter cookie"

There was more but I'm not typing it out

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ALSO we had to call the notes by the food words. Like we couldn't say "eighth notes" those were french fries

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I still don't know what that bitch is called that's a fucking blackberry to me

unironically love the phrase “but I’m being so brave about it” because truly, like, what other choice do we have in this wretched existence? what a beautiful way to remind yourself to keep going, even if only out of spite