The Fighting Snare Line
Hometown: Cary, NCMajor/Year: Wii Tennis, 2024
Instrument: Snare
Previously Known As: ""aw."", "“Belongs to the Corn”"
When you were partying
I studied The Racket
When you were having premarital s*x
I mastered The Serve
While you wasted your days at Duffield in pursuit of vanity
I cultivated Inner Strength
And now that the world is on fire and the barbarians are at the gate you have the audacity to come to me for help?
Hometown: Kansas City, KSMajor/Year: Discord, 2026
Instrument: Snare
Previously Known As: "Big Red Dildo"
As a Cornell student who hates the Big Red Drumline, my POV is that they are loud, obnoxious, and disruptive. Every time they come marching through campus, they disrupt the peace and quiet of the library, making it impossible to study or concentrate. And don't even get me started on their halftime performances at football games. They're supposed to be entertaining, but they're just cringe-worthy.
I don't understand why people are so enamored with them. It's not like they're actually good at playing music or anything. They just make a lot of noise and wear silly uniforms. And the worst part is that they seem to think they're the center of the universe. They're always hogging the spotlight and trying to draw attention to themselves.
I wish they would just go away and leave us alone. We're trying to get an education here, not listen to a bunch of amateurs banging on instruments.
Hometown: West Reading, PAMajor/Year: Horizontal Studies (Tori’s Version), 2026
Instrument: Snare
Drumline (in the style of “August” by Taylor Swift (Long Pond Version)) (Tori’s Version)
Drum beats, and the rhythm in our core
I never needed anything more
Echoes of "Are you sure?"
"Never have I ever before"
But I can see us lost in the rhythm,
Drumline slipped away into a moment in time,
'Cause it was never mine,
And I can see us tangled in drumsticks,
Drumline drummed away like a rhythm divine,
'Cause you were never mine
The drums beneath the lights
Wishing I could play a song on them
Will you call when you’re at rehearsals?
I remember asking for a ride
But I can see us lost in the rhythm,
Drumline slipped away into a moment in time,
'Cause it was never mine,
And I can see us tangled in drumsticks,
Drumline drummed away like a rhythm divine,
'Cause you were never mine
Back when we were still marching for the better,
Playing was enough,
For me, it was enough,
To live for the rhythm of it all,
Cancel plans just in case you'd call,
And say, "Come to the band center,"
So much for playing snare and saying “us” [tori + snare = ❣]
'Cause you weren't mine to lose
You weren't mine to lose, no
But I can see us lost in the rhythm,
Drumline slipped away into a moment in time,
'Cause it was never mine,
And I can see us tangled in drumsticks,
Drumline drummed away like a rhythm divine,
'Cause you were never mine
But do you remember?
Remember when you pulled up and said, "Get in the car"
And then canceled my plans just in case you'd call?
Back when I was livin' for the rhythm of it all, for the rhythm of it all
"Meet me at the band center"
Remember when you pulled up and said, "Get in the car"
And then canceled my plans just in case you'd call?
Back when I was livin' for the rhythm of it all (for the rhythm of it all)
For the rhythm of it all
For the rhythm of it all
(For the rhythm of it all)
(For the rhythm of it all)
Hometown: HogwartsMajor/Year: Feminist and Gender Studies, 2027
Instrument: Snare
AITA for Not Liking Doja Cat?
So, I (17 M) found myself in a musical showdown recently and let it slip that Doja Cat's tunes aren't exactly my cup of tea. Now, I'm wondering if I've stirred up more drama than necessary.
In the midst of a heated music chat, I casually dropped that Doja Cat's style doesn't hit the right notes for me. Well, let's just say it was met with some raised eyebrows and a hint of shade.
My friends, the devout Doja fans they are, weren't having it. They argued that I might be missing out on the whole vibe, claiming she's a musical goddess. While I respect their love for her, I can't help but think, isn't music all about personal taste?
Looking back, I'm wondering if I could have added a sprinkle of diplomacy to my opinion. Is it possible I rained on their Doja Cat parade a little too hard?
So, Reddit, AITA for not hopping on the Doja Cat bandwagon? I'm open to considering if there's a sassier yet classier way to drop my musical truth bombs without ruffling too many feathers.
Hometown: Las VegasMajor/Year: Gambling, 2027
Instrument: Snare
Damn. I'm so hungee.
My tummy is a rumblin’
Mouth craves something more
Whole salads consumed
Among the crowd, I dance free
Crouton cravings thrive
Amidst greens, they rest
Harvesting the bready gems
Savoring each bite
Crispy bread pieces
Throw away all the lettuce
My heart feels so full
Crunchy morsels dance.
Croutons waltz on taste buds’ stage.
I am full of joy.