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You want the cadence and when you don’t get the cadence it makes you have feelings.

My music theory teacher, talking about deceptive cadences

Via @obsessiveteenagegirl

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The moral of Rudolph the Red nose reindeer is that no one likes you unless you’re useful.

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bullshitting ur final project presentation

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writing the abominable bride

moffat: so what should we do for the speical

gatiss: [opens laptop to fanfiction.net] research

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Happy Third Birthday, Music Theory Augmented!!

We’re really glad nobody gave us this cake:

…which we transcribed and graded:

Click the play button at the top of this post to hear what it sounds like.

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when i was younger i had a really bad fear of danny devito when i was going to sleep so my older brother gave me a watch that he set to like 8 hours ahead so that it was always daytime on the watch when i was asleep and he told me it would confuse danny devito and he would think it was daytime and get scared of the sun and leave me alon

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How to start a fight in any pub in Britain:

Say “chip cob”

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tag yourself im slidey

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Reblog if you're a Multishipper

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bb-8 starts picking up swears from r2 and poe is appalled.

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here’s the first batch! 

happy valentines day <3

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the sections when getting new music

french horn: i got this guys

tuba: shit i have to practice again?

euphonium: *plots ways to make this the time they educate the masses on euphs*

flute: *lowkey panics*

trumpet: oK GUYS WE HAVE HIGHER NOTES THAN THE FLUTES

trombone: *slide falls off*

piccolo: *doesn't recognize a note, tries to get a flutist's assistance for ten minutes before learning to hate the world*

saxophone: *tries to play awesome jazz solo, fails*

clarinet: *one glance at music* oh hell no

percussion: yeah so we have new music but the band director isn't looking. got any tens

baritone: you guys, i didn't get any music. where is it? *suspicious glance at tubas*

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You Know You’re A Music Major When. . .

You know the words “last time” are an absolute bold faced lie.

If you skip one class, you have to skip them all. 

The title “Practice Room” is transferable to any empty space you can find. Bathroom. Staircase. Elevator. 

If a cellphone goes off in class, you and your classmates have tried more than once to identify the interval.

You refer to people by their instrument/voice part more often than their actual name.

If a musical movie comes out, you’ll probably know every word of the lyrics before you go see it because no one will stop singing/playing it.

You can change outfits without taking any clothes off.

Having to explain why you’re wearing all black becomes a frequent occurrence. 

“I can’t, I have rehearsal.” 

You find yourself analyzing almost every piece of music you hear

The daily battle for the not-broken stand.

The crippling self-consciousness of recital posters.

The silent, subtle war between instrumentalists and singers

 You feel naked without having a pencil on your person at all times.

“What’s the football team doing on the marching band field?”

The word “MacGamut” might give you hives.

You know that juries have nothing to do with the legal system.

The beauty of blank manuscript paper. 

You conduct, with proper technique, in your car.

The staff of the music department is like a family away from home. 

Your private lesson teacher probably knows more about you than you do.