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As Dr. Halper stood at the chalk board pointing to a chord, he frustratingly asked the class, "do you see any G's in that chord?". "No," Ian replied. "But I do see some homies".

-submitted by Ian Farrington  5.03.04

 

One day me and Anthony Spano were sitting outside on the stoop talking about his life, etc. He mentions something to me along the lines of "people in my family think I'm a f--- up." All of a sudden we hear this voice go, "Speaking of f--- up. Shouldn't you be in my class??" Dr. Hoyle was standing at the door for a while and found the PERFECT opportunity to chime right in.

-submitted by Kristen Catena  4.28.04

 

One year for Christmas the chorale was singing a P.D.Q. Bach song called "O Little Town of Hackensack." I guess the chorale was putting a lot of emphasis on the last half of he word Hackensack. so, in a furious tone of voice, Terenzi stops the chorale and yells, "Guys! Don't smack the sack!"

-submitted by Kristen Catena  4.28.04

 

In my Fall 2003 guitar juries, my teacher asked me to play my warm-up arpeggios. As I began to play, I watched my right hand so that i didn't mess up. Dr. Scelba, one of the other jurors, walked over to me while I was still playing and said "don't stop, keep going" as he took a folder and held it to my throat. I didn't have any idea what he was doing and for a brief moment, I feared for my mortal life at the hands of this disgruntled Italian gentleman. His intention was to see if I could still play the arpeggio without looking at my hand--which, for the record, I did successfully.

When I left the jury room, the two freshman guitarists asked me how it went and I told them about my experience with Count Scelbula. An hour later as I was coming back from lunch, my guitar teacher approached me and said "you don't know the troubled you've caused".

Apparently, the story of Scelba's wrath had struck so much fear into the hearts of those two other guitarists, that they stared up at the ceiling while playing. When asked, "Why are you messing up? Why aren't you watching what you're doing", one replied:" I thought we weren't allowed to look".

-submitted by the Anonymous V  4.13.04

 

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