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May 28, 2008 |
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We collect FOUND stuff: love letters, birthday cards, kids' homework,
to-do lists, ticket stubs, poetry on napkins, telephone bills, doodles -
anything that gives a glimpse into someone
else's life. Anything goes...
Probably a High School or an Elementary School band, a student sitting in the audience, listening and loving the melodic noise.
I never did well in Music and Band, however, the violin is my first, favourite instrument.
DEFINITELY some bored kid trying to score extra credit.
We do this at my school a lot. Go see the new play/game/concert, write about it, blah blah blah better grade.
Trying to score extra points by using 5 point vocab words...?
Now that's kinda nerd-ish.
DEFINITELY some bored kid trying to score extra credit.
We do this at my school a lot. Go see the new play/game/concert, write about it, blah blah blah better grade.
Trying to score extra points by using 5 point vocab words...?
Now that's kinda nerd-ish.
I cracked up at "musical utensils."
Holly, how did you manage to sign in? I've tried for 2 days...nada. Sigh!
This looks like an the first draft of essay for Composition class, or maybe something for Exploring Boredom...uh, I mean, Exploring Music (aka Music Appreciation.)Ah, those weren't the days.
Jonathan, what say you to "musical utensils?" An apt description of most highschool bands I've ever heard. Just keep banging the brass, guys!
maybe they were playing the spoons.
I have to say "a bounty of music indeed" will probably stay in my head for a while. Very poetic.
@ BABY BASIL- I sign in up in the right hand corner,the top of FOUND screen. On top of the RAPHAPPY banner.
Whenever I try signing in at the bottom, it never works for me.
*sigh*
Good luck Baby!!
Following that outline and taking up lots of space in order to make it a 2 page essay: page 1 - we went to the concert hall and heard a concert; page 2 - I'm going to tell you about it, I'm telling you about it, I told you about it. Aren't high school assignments great?
@Hunter ... re: musical utensils, just yesterday I was recalling a time when someone donated a big collection of phonograph records to a library I was in, mostly organ music, and told me that the records in this box were "recordings of appliances". I spent days imagining musical stoves and refrigerators. Then I figured out that the record donor meant those were recordings of electric organs, and not 'real' pipe organs.
Either that, or the Found writer is using the word "utensil" to indicate that he/she thought the players were real "tools."
At first glance, when I was reading this letter, I thought it said, "I saw trombones, flutes and humpers in plenty". And my immediate thought was, "This one time at band camp..."
What's the third word on the third line?
"..that I ????? upon the stage." Is it witnessed?
I wonder what he discussed on page one?
Just last night my son did a report for music class and had to choose an '80s group. He picked G 'n R. Hard to believe that was 20 years ago...
I used to have a bounty of speakers that played music. Speakers in plenty. Ah, well, I guess it's not the same.
Yes Freon. "Whit nessed." I wonder if the writer actually *heard* any music performed that night....
Something tells me there wasn't much discussion on page 2. Or page 1 or page 3.
Indeed.
chillin, GNR is the best band EVER. i want a time machine. badly. and 'musical utensils'? seriously? wow. that's FUNNY.
I love the grand style of writing!
My God. I really feel old. When I was in college during the 80's I never gave any thought that one day we'd be reminiscing about it. And now I'm going to make myself sound even older: I still love 80's music. IMO nothing has been as good since.
I was a band "fag" (that's what we were called in our HS) in HS and I went to band camp. I couldn't play and march at the same time so I just marched along. It was all pretty sad.
Just wanted to see if I could sign in. I guess I can. I usually don't bother.
they called 'em Band Geeks in my highschool. And they were WAY more fun to go on roadtrips with than the bigdum beefyjocks.
Oy. Talk about trying to fluff up the content. This kid had nothing to talk about, but had to fill up space. And it SHOWS!
"Trombones and floutists and trumpets in plenty...
Music utensils create quite a bounty...
Whitnessing instruments prompts me to sing...
These are a few of my favorite things."
Thanks, alan, now I'll have that that tune in my head all day!
I love that this person threw in the unnecessary 'Indeed.' for good measure, and that it stands alone. Extra drama points, ftw!
Doesn't everything sound better when it ends "Indeed"?
But even the best BSer might be hard put to fill an entire second page with nothing more than a list of instruments.
Good luck, high schooler!
Indeed!
Sometimes I would get assignments with a list of vocab words - I would have to use all of the words in a paragraph or so. Maybe thats what happened here? Some of the words are so clearly awkward and out of place, it makes me think that this kid was given a list with witnessed, utensils, bounty, etc. on it and told to use them all.
I'm getting a mental image of Sally Struthers pleading for "only pennies a day" to help prevent thesaurus abuse.
Won't you please help?
I'm in! After weeks of not being able to sign on!
Yeah, this was extra credit, probably needed to make up for the zero he got for skipping out on the last practice before the big parade to go smoke pot in his buddies car.
The piece of paper almost looks like a Post-It note, so maybe the writer won't have too much trouble filling up page two.
But his musical critique leaves me wondering; what about the bassoons? Where are the bassoons? Oh well... those of us who dabbled in double reeds are USED to being overlooked.
Hope you guys will forgive this old band geek for posting twice in a row, but I just had a flashback to 1975. My English teacher asked us to write a poem, and I composed what is probably the most awful piece of prose ever put on paper. I share it with you now:
"The Bassoon"
"Behold the burping bedpost of the band,
Above the rest majestically it stands.
The mournful sound that comes out from the bell
Sounds like the croaking bellow of a frog."
Some twenty years later I ran into my old English teacher. When he recognized me, his face grew pale and he said, "Oh no... not you... you're the one that wrote that bassoon poem!"
Haha, just seeing if my account works.
I am never able to sign in at work (at the top or the bottom), but I can always sign in at home. Wouldn't you think if my work had filters for this site, I wouldn't be able to see it at all?
@Church Mouse ... that conveys such strong imagery in its reach to be "the most awful piece of prose ever put on paper," that it almost lurches over into poetry. Or poem-ism. Or poem-ishness. Or something like that.
@mlm, your work computer has been configured to not accept cookies.
Church mouse, do you know Jonathan? I love double reeds.
@Freonz--The funny thing is, I used to be able to sign in at work. I'm not very computer savvy, so thanks for the info. I'm sure I would get in trouble if I changed the settings (that's one thing I could figure out how to do, so maybe I know a little more than I think).
Mmmmmmmmmmm.....burping bedposts.
sounds like somebody told them to write a report on the school band and he was taking the piss. this is the kind of thing i would write if i thought it was really lame.
(Bassoonists make me "horn"y.)
Seventy six trombones......
Indeed!
For this post, I will discuss the the assignment given to the students.
"Attend a live musical performance and write two pages of commentary. The first page should discuss where/when/why the event took place. The second page shall discuss what you saw. Please be descriptive."
Upon reading the strange verbiage, formulaic style, and awkward sentence structure, I beleive the author has missed the mark. I hope the final draft is a study in excellence.
Indeed.
The word "whitnessed" used the way it is here makes it sound like something unpleasant was happening up on stage. Perhaps the band really sucked.
I want some musical utensials!
All of his letters look D'nealin except for his d's. I bet he's a lefty.
Not exactly D'nealin, but formed the same way. It looks just like my son's elementary school handwriting.
The teacher responds to this essay:
"I shall mark an enormous crimson "F" upon this paper. Never have I borne witness to such literary swill as I was unfortunate to see upon said paper.
I saw mistakes in plenty. A bounty of bad writing.
Indeed!"
Mr. I.M Sickentired
Wow, I missed this post and comments!
Musical utensils, indeed! This kid's gloopy writing gives me a headache (even if, as I suspect, English may not be his (her?) first language).
Church mouse, a fellow faggotist! Whey hey!
(Whoo, Ling Hi, I'm comin' over!)
Now I understand the 'burping bedpost' comment in the next post. I was thinking 'Smallbear can't mean bassoons, surely?' (He didn't.)
Though 'farting bedpost' (rather than 'burping') is the more usual term for bassoons. I thought it was exclusive to a few of my UK bassoon chums but I've seen it used by a Canadian practitioner of aforesaid musical utensil.
What does that make a contrabassoon though??
Indeed.
(Trombones in plenty? Seventy-six?)
I think 'A Bounty of Music Indeed' will be the title of my next magnum opus (after Bronco Sonatas of course).
A nerd wrote this for sure.
Indeed.
I love nerds, they taste good.
Indubitably.
Indeed. Makes me wonder if that wasn't a common buzz word in the school at the time. Maybe, maybe not.
I think the kid needs to brush up on his spelling, grammer and vocab. Utensils, indeed!