I'm in a marching band for the Fourth of July Parade, I don't want to know how dorky you think that is. There are only two other clarinets. For some reason, Mr. Eckl put me as second clarinet. I can tell you I'm way better than the other two. Even though I'm second clarinet, I play the first part. Mr. Eckl doesn't do the balance thing like Ms. Zigas. The girl that plays second sucks because she gets lost really quickly and has to write the names of the notes below the staff. The guy who's first sucks because he takes everything up an octave (which is okay), but he plays each note really short and accented. It sounds as if I were the only one in the band that can play more than a measure without breathing. Plus neither of them have a very good tone. The girl has a good-ish tone because low notes always sound nice and woody. All the saxophones play like they're in jazz band and I can't hear myself over the drums. Cameron and I are the only ones from San Jose, and likely the only ones not from Sinaloa. I have to go now. ttyl!
Tuesday, June 28
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