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my name is seymour | music major at tsu
i'm a bluecoats enthusiast & hopefully a future member
BLOO

I’m so fucking angry and emotional over these fucking crickets in my room like that’s not okay and Adam can’t and basically scanned the floor and threw me my pillow/blanket and told me to sleep in the living room but wtf.

I can’t sleep I’m too scared and like I hung out with people I love tonight but I felt really anxious about it all so yeep

maybe i’m losing too much weight now because i can actually feel bones i haven’t been able to feel since beginning of freshman year and i guess that means that being cut off from school food has made me return to my starting weight before college, but at the same time professors are wide-eyeing me and saying i look like i lost half my weight and it’s scaring me because do i look malnourished or something damn

So basically I’m almost guaranteed a spot in Santa Clara Vanguard. But my heart is BLOO. And also I’m selfish and wanna try out for Crown anyway. But I’m even more excited for audition season to come around!

the-leader-in-red:

johncougar:

weirdvvolf:

papauera:

lofticri3s:

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This was recorded by the Portsmouth Sinfonia in an experiment where all the members of the orchestra would swap instruments with each other and attempt to play them to the best of their ability.

favorite things about this

  • literally all the brass starts to get the hang of it and then the crescendos happen and everyone is like FUCK FUCK FUCK??? FUCK. JUST. BLOW RLY HARD.
  • the strings are lazy but also the same. like u can tell a lot of the ppl w/ the stringed instruments may already basically know how to play stringed instruments. like there’s definitely a section at the beginning where you hear a good portion going “oh yeah this is like. a smaller/bigger version of what i do.”
  • all you hear of any woodwinds is just “pffffttt??? pFFFTTTT???? PFFFFFTTTT I SAID PFFFFTTTT!!!!!” bc woodwinds are fucking HARD and you hear after like the first crescendo half of them just give up. they give up. they’re done. fuck this it tastes weird and my lips hurt.
  • that trumpet. that person is fucking TRYING man they fucking GOT this. they may not have figured out notes but they figured out LOUD and they GOT this.

I JUST DIED

I SEARCHED THIS POST FOR AGES OH MY GOD

(Source: skypevevo, via bloo-stained-glass)

professorfangirl:

wibblywobblyspookywooky:

pocketangels:

an english major, an art major, and a film major walk into a bar

they all get ridiculed for pursuing what they love

plot twist: together they create the most dramatically intricate and visually compelling pieces of cinema the world has ever seen and make a cultural milestone and also a billion dollars

(via petertchaikowsky)

How fitting is it that it’s raining tonight. I’m awake an hour later than intended because A said he needs to give something to me. This is it. I’m going to be choking out sobs all night. I already have my Ben & Jerry’s in my hand and I’m pre-pinting. This will either go really good or really bad. Goodnight, tumblr.

I haven’t talked to my boyfriend in two days because I’m mad and I’m being a typical bitch but I don’t care because I hate him 🎀 The demise of what I thought was a power couple in the music department. Maybe not. Things will probably pan out.

You messed everything up.

troublesneglectyou:

And Seymour is my best friend and I can’t wait to see her soon!

seymovr

Omg where is dis comin from liek I have no idea wow I’m flattered ;u;

i’m trying out for a drum corps (actually like a few) this fall and i’m so excited and nervous but mostly excited because if i get offered a position omg that’s fantastic take all my money but if i don’t it’s okay because i still learn from the experience right? right.

kay-ugh:

Presenting your bloopit calender

(Source: kaylnah, via bloo-stained-glass)

corpsnoise:

Arguably the sound of DCI 2014. 

l1berum:

there is a huge difference between genuinely liking someone and liking the attention they give you and it took me a long time to realise that

(via petertchaikowsky)