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
reminds me of the decemberists concert I was at where colin meloy had had a lot of wine and made everybody switch instruments during a long instrumental, except jenny conlee who politely, amused-ly refused
Good things that come from being on Tumblr for 5+ years:
By this point, you’ve either found a blog theme that you like or you’ve completely resigned yourselves to the default themes. Either way, you know longer care about your blog theme and that’s the way it should be.
You constantly gain a new appreciation for the, like, five followers that have followed you since the beginning.
You have a never-ending library of memes in your blog’s archives
If you ever need a pick-me-up, you can go back into the depths of your blog and find old content that you never thought you’d see again.
You probably never reblog unsourced/reposted art because you’ve been on Tumblr long enough to remember the original post in the first place.
A great appreciation for the updates that actually made the site work better (putting the reblog button at the bottom of the page, for instance)
A complete apathy to any sort of drama that this site devolves into.
You’ve probably discovered XKit by now and are grateful every day of your life.
You’ve seen and/or participated in some of the greatest events on this website, for better or worse (Mishapocalypse, the “reblog this if you’re in _______ fandom” posts, “What color is the sky?”, DashCon and the immediate fallout)
Bad things that come from being on Tumblr for 5+ years:
Different day, different discourse.
You’ve slowly watched people that you’ve followed for years go through eighty blog changes and that cool SuperWhoLock blog you once liked is now a belly-button fetish blog and you have to wonder where it all went wrong.
“Guys we literally settled this argument like two years ago why the fuck are we doing this all over again”
Living long enough to see people’s opinions on groups, events, and identities completely flip flop in the course of a couple of years.
Your block list is a mile long and full of porn blogs
Going from thinking that Tumblr was the best website ever to an old, jaded veteran who just wants to post memes is a very hardcore slide and it’s given me whiplash
Posts that you really used to like were deleted a long time ago back before deactivation was a thing.
Being 18+ years old on this site and knowing that the opinions of most of the users basically boil down to what minors think is social justice but really isn’t. Their hearts are in the right place…but… well, they’ve got a ways to go.
Out of the blue, someone will message you why you don’t post about certain shows anymore and you don’t have the heart to tell them that you haven’t tuned into that show in 4 years.
As for the #MeToo/#TimesUp movement that’s been the talk of awards season and beyond, there were white roses on the red carpet, but it too was comparatively low-key — until Kesha performed “Praying,” her stark piano ballad about abuse. As critic Lorraine Ali notes, it was a reminder to an industry that has yet to deal with its own demons. Of course, “Praying” didn’t win an award either, losing out to Ed Sheeran’s “Shape of You” about — yes, you guessed it — a woman’s body.
it starts off with people calling fireflies a “banger” and next thing you know the big meme on this site is how more fun laser-tag is when you go with you megachurch’s youth group
Leaving tungle.hell like rats on the Titanic 