Guess I was the drummer with a heart of gold. Guess I can also surmise that it takes a finely attuned ear to hear music from "banging on things with sticks."

Only two real relationships - one created a nice friendship (clarinet), the other (percussion - shoulda known, I guess) lasted way too long but segued (sp?) nicely into my first date with my wife.

And she wasn't even in band.

We drummers aren't all bad. I had some pretty good relationships in band. None less than 4 months, in fact. And the trumpet players were nothing; I had 4 girls chasing me at one time. (sometimes literally) Maybe it was the baret.

I only dated one flag girl. The rest were clarinet and flute. I seemed to have a thing for woodwinds. One flutist did do this thing with her tongue when we would make out on the back of the bus. ;)

Wow, i never knew that what you played in band had that much of an effect on your dating life. . .should've traded in my trombone for a trumpet I guess.

While it's true there were some fetching young ladies in the auxiliary, they didn't all go for drummers...some went for each other.

I asked Michael to 'go out'...trumpet
I asked Dustin to a movie (that's when it got out that i was no flutist)...trumpet
Neal asked me to movie hoping what Dustin said wasn't true...drummer
I asked Robert to go to prom...trumpet
Scott asked me to 'go out'...trumpet
I asked Jeff to dinner...trumpet/horn
I asked Carl, he laughed I think....trumpet
Jeremy asked me...trumpet
I asked Carlos, no go...trumpet
Sterling asked me...sax/drums
I asked Aighe...trumpet

That's also list of all the guys i dated from 13 to 18. Man, that flutist thing really hurt my marketability. Notice who had to do the asking.

Eventually, Jake asked me to dinner one night, the rest is history...trumpet.

I was a trombone, baritone, tuba/sousaphone...The auxilliary was where the drummers went for...relief.

Our band director was a drummer when he was in high school. My brother and father were drummers. Yes, they were excellent, but our band director said it takes a certain type of mentality to make music out of banging on things with sticks.

Waitaminute...It occurs to me now that the girl I predominantly dated in high school was a floutist...before she lost her sight! Huh? And the one before her...flute! Whattyaknow?

One date with a percussionist was all it took to turn me off of that one!

Mostly the trumpets, the occasional sax or bone. I would bat my eyes and say how heavy it was to carry my horn and mellophone. Wouldn't somebody be kind enough to help a girl out? pout. pout.

It didn't work...they all knew I was never gonna do the things the flutists did.

Alright, somehow, Pezman did a background check on me and found out I was a drummer in high school. That, or his joke was very coincidental - and I don't believe in coincidence. Or he's like River.

Dude, get out of my brain.

OK, so that bit about me not believing in coincidence isn't completely true. I was a drummer, though. The difference with drummers at my school, though, was that we only ACTED like we were better than the rest of the band. Musically, we were, but that's beside the point ...

At least you weren't dating drummers...

One of my most memorable kisses came just before a state marching competition. Mary Ann!!! God she was pretty...I had been slowly needling her reserve the whole trip and just before we took the field, I said "You know, you should probably lay one on me before we head out."

SHE DID!!! I had said that to her...I don't know how many times, and then she did it...I was dumbfounded! Especially since its hard to look good wearing a beret and carrying a 60 pound sousaphone...

so you were that guy? the seat hopper. shoulda known.

I was the girl that always made a big show of putting on her stockings during concert band trips. Marching band, well, I dated a lot of trumpeters. That probably means something.

Academic team was sooo naughty. Man, the things I saw on those trips!

Some of that was a joke, by the way

Mostly, the Band=Sex part...

Wifeypoo already knows...Its more for my benefit...

Yeah, a dark bus, and tidal hormones don't make for an obedient mix. For those that weren't in the band...Band=Sex. Its true...you can look it up!

I remember my academic team coach getting on my case on that bus, and me saying "Look, I'm not even touchin' her? Okay?"

And his response.."No, its not okay...it might be if you weren't in a different girl's seat every time I turned on the lights!"

God, I was such a bastard!

"Why did I write a why blog to clear the flylog cue?"

Hmm. Afraid wifeypoo will find out about your little crush? :)

Wow - are we all band geeks here? Agreed, though - our chaperones hated us!

I know the answer to the last one!


Speaking as both a former band member and academic team member, I can safely say that it's true. We were very ill behaved teens. perhaps it was because our lewdness was more crafty than the footballers'. A few well placed pieces of licorice. An innuendo filled conversation or two. A quick change of clothes that isn’t so quick. A philosophical debate for pornography. The sex, horns, and speed rounds of a high school dork. Oh yes, I remember those trips...smirk.