Fun Story: My director kept telling me and my tenor sax buddy to play softer. No matter what we did, it wasn’t soft enough for him. So getting frustrated, I told my buddy “Dont play this time. Just fake it”
Our Band Director then informed us we sounded perfect.
To my readers: “p” means quiet, “pp” means really quiet. I’ve never seen “pppp” before haha.
On the contrast, “f” means loud, and “ffff” probably means so loud you go unconscious.
I had ffff in a piece once and my conductor told me to play as loudly as physically possible without falling off my chair…
Me and my trombone buddies had “ffff” and he sat next to me and played so hard that he fell out of his chair.
The lengths we go for music.
Okay yeah so I play the bass clarinet and the amount of air you have to move and the stiffness of the reed means it only has two settings and that is loud and louder, with an optional LOUDEST that includes a 50% probability of HORRIBLE CROAKING NOISE which is the bass equivalent of the ubiquitous clarinet shriek.
One day, when I was in concert band in high school, we got a new piece handed out for the first time, and there was a strange little commotion back in the tuba section — whispering, and pointing at something in the music, and swatting at each other’s hands all shhh don’t call attention to it. And although they did attract the attention of basically everyone else in the band, they managed to avoid being noticed by the band director, who gave us a few minutes to look over our parts and then said, “All right, let’s run through it up to section A.”
And here we are, cheerfully playing along, sounding reasonably competent — but everyone, when they have the attention to spare, is keeping an eye on the tuba players. They don’t come in for the first eight measures or so, and then when they do come in, what we see is:
[stifled giggling]
[reeeeeeally deep breath]
[COLOSSAL FOGHORN NOISE]
The entire band stops dead, in the cacophonous kind of way that a band stops when it hasn’t actually been cued to stop. The band director doesn’t even say anything, just looks straight back at the tubas and makes a helpless sort of why gesture.
In unison, the tuba players defend themselves: “THERE WERE FOUR F’S.”
FFFF is not really a rational dynamic marking for any instrument, but for the love of all that is holy why would you put it in a tuba part.
This is the best band post
Everyone else go home
Oh man, so I play trombone, and we got this piece called Florentiner Marsch by Julius Fucik, and we saw this
which is 8 fortes. We were shocked until,
that is 24 fortes who the fuck does that
Who does that?
This guy. Take a good look - that is the moustache of a man with nothing to lose.
Those fortes are environmental storytelling. Thats the mark of a man who kept saying “louder!“and was not satified with the volume he got and decided to be passive agressive about it
This is the German Expressionist town, there is no anti-homeless architecture here. The park benches are uncomfortably slanted and contorted so as to convey the inherent emotional turmoil that permeates all of reality
Seems to be most closely related to Luwian, but specialists can’t read it yet. It survived because the Hittites wanted to record religious rites in the original language. Thank you, Hittites.
Thank you, Hittites.
Very glad to see the Hittites getting the respect and admiration they have deserved for 3650 years. If anyone has any further questions about the Hittites please know that you can always come to me, I have a literal PhD in Hittite. That is not a joke! That is a real thing that I have!
@frostfire-17 I would love to hear some interesting things about the Hittites if you feel inclined. :)
Interesting things about the Hittites! Here are four.
They were Aggressively Ecumenical. When they conquered, which they did a lot, they schlorped up everyone else’s gods and added them to their own pantheon (hence the multilingual ritual texts). They called themselves the People of A Thousand Gods. They were not exaggerating.
Their first king, Hattusili I, has an official royal edict where he whines forever about how his family was super ungrateful and didn’t support him. His son? Gave him a vassal state, rebelled. His daughter? Left her home at the capital, she incited rebellion there. His nephew? Conspired with his mom, Hattusili’s sister, against him. We don’t know the sister’s name because he just calls her “the snake.”
There’s a Hittite letter to the Mycenaean Greeks which indicates that they could maybe stand to cool their tits about Troy.
The first attested treaty between equal international powers was between the Hittites and Ramses II of Egypt, ~1270 BC-ish. The Hittites had been developing the treaty for several generations prior to this, from border agreements to vassal treaties, and ended up with a six-part template including a historical preamble and lists of witnesses. There’s a copy of it on the wall of the UN in New York.