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Alcatraz What if there were detention centers / for people who play sharp?
Boots I walked into the oboe studio thinking I heard Heather's voice / And all I found was her boot. / {{I fear for the future.}}
William Tell Heather: Should I sit or stand? / Cary Ebli: Whichever you want. / Heather: I think I'll sta-- / Cary Ebli: I don't like the idea of playing "William Tell" standing up. / {{I don't like the idea of playing William Tell}}
Overreaction? Cary Ebli: After screwing up Roman Carnival I went home and did the only logical thing. / Justin: Which was? / Cary Ebli: I booked myself a flight to Paris. / {{To let all the troubles melt away...(to get a new english horn)}}
Tell It Jokes Jim: You have to humour your reed. / LATER / Ren: So the elf said to the reindeer, "Get your own eggnog!" / Reed: Teeheehee / {{The talking oboe makes a reappearance! Well it is alive, you know.}}
 
Rogue Notes Jim: You need to practice long tones on those rogue, errant notes. / C: Wall, pardner, guess it's about that time. / B: Time to be breakin' free / A: You betcha / Ren: Ready? / Aimee: Always. / C: Aaaargh! / B: Gol ding it! / A: Great balls o' fire! / {{Why rogue pitches have old-west accents, I just can't tell.}}
Just Some Hack Dr. Swinden: Now, who was the father of sequences? / Student: Vivaldi? / Dr. Swinden: WRONG! *Corelli* was the father and master of sequences. Vivaldi was just some hack. / {{JUST SOME HACK!}}
Wall Elves Dr. Swinden: I want you to find me the wall studs in the music. The music is paint and drywall. But there is something holding up that wall. / Student: There are wall-elves in music? / {{Wall elves hold up in the walls, and in their time off eat electrical cables, mice, and escaped household pets.}}
Just Say No Dick: Just sit down and hold your breath. You can hold your breath for two minutes! Try it, sit down, and when you lungs are screaming for air, just say, "No." / DICK DORSEY'S PLOT TO KILL ALL OBOE STUDENTS / {{Dick is the most subtle ninja.}}
Sneaking In Jim told us that we should always check the room we are going to play in, to see if it is cold, or damp, and prepare accordingly. / <> / Lady: So I was thinking that we should... / Lady: Hey, what are you doing in here? / Ren: I was just...uh...I left my books in here. / Lady: Is that a thermometer in your hand? / Ren: It...uh...locates books. / Lady: Get. Out. / {{I'll go now.}}
 
Con Sword Music reads 'con sord.' / Oboe transforms into sword / Ren: Aha! / Jim: That means with mute, not with sword, you idiot. / Ren: PHILISTINE! / {{Stop playing with your oboe, and start playing your oboe.}}
Purr in the Sound Jim: It needs more "urr" in the sound. / Ren: More "urr"? What in hell is "urr"? / <> / <> / Ren: GAH / <> / Ren: I give up. / LATER... / Ren: Goddamn "urr." / Kitty: Mrowr / Ren: *sigh* / Ren: Aww. Hey there kitty! / Kitty: purrrrrrrrr / Jim: You did it! There is lots of "urr" in this reed. / Ren: Hooray! / Jim: *cough* Also a lot of cat hair. / Ren: You've gotta do what you've gotta do. / {{Do not try this at home.}}
Reeds and Glass "Imagine a water glass. If you hit it on the side, it can make a sound. But if you take a thin, crystal glass and hit it, it can ring and make a beautiful sound. That's what an oboe reed should be like." / -John de Lancie / {{That last one is me. Yes, sometimes my reeds make shattering sounds.}}
Guest Comic [Outside "The Loose Rondo"] / Whole note: Hey baby, you tight knit? / Eighth note: Sorry, I'm loose--and I prefer notes an eighth of your size. / Eighth note 2: Like me / Quarter rest: I'm Bebop. / Bass clef and Treble clef: We like only tight knit bitches. / Triplet: We are triplets / Quarter note: Alright. / Beethoven: This place is perfect for my next composition. / {{Tight knit, loose knit...}}
Yelling Reed Dick: This reed is nice, and I like how it feels, but it just doesn't have a C. Listen. / Oboe: Bright! Bright! / {{Oh no!}}
 
Short, Imagined Monologue Why yes, I play the oboe. No, I haven’t met your cousin who played it until he was in the tenth grade, but I’m sure he was very good. No, I don’t sound like a dying duck, except when I’ve had a bit too much to drink. / Why did I take up the oboe? Let me tell you: It was going to be my ticket into university. The teachers at school needed someone to play the oboe solo, and I was one of those little brats who went through instruments like jelly beans, and I was bored of the clarinet and the saxophone. Oboe, I thought. Sure. How hard can it be? And they told me there weren’t a lot of oboists, and I would be able to go to school, and would get all the solos. / But then I got to university, with my oboe Theophilus in tow, and learned that yes, it is easy to get into university on oboe, but no, it is not easy after that. I had to learn to make reeds, and my poor splitter-mangled fingers cried at me, and my bank account wept tears of hundreds of dollars at the news of my cane consumption–hundreds of dollars of cane which turned into shockingly few actual reeds. / You know what, though? It wasn’t even the reeds. It wasn’t the hours upon hours of my life wasted in a small, crowded room with no windows. It wasn’t the endless failure of sharpening my knives. It wasn’t the inexplicably flappy sides, or the broken shaper tip, or the shredded tips and hacked-off corners. It wasn’t finally cracking after hundreds of failures and burning down the school. / Okay, maybe it was the reeds. No, I don’t think I need counselling. I’ve taken up composing, you see. It will be a great relief after the oboe.
No Whip Barista: Bevelled, double-hollow-ground knife, sharp, no whip! / {{It had better be sharp.}}
Knife Masterclass Jim: Gwen, let me see those / Gwen: I'm not sure that's a good idea. / Jim: Why not? / Gwen: I have done terrible things to these knives. / {{We don't ask what, exactly.}}
DANCE PARTY Cary Ebli: It's Half-Hole Eb time! / Justin: Yay! / {{Boogie like it's your birthday!}}
Bassoon Emergency Ren: But you shouldn't leave your bassoon case upside-down! Doesn't that screw up the keys? / Nathan: Well, both ways are key-side down, so... / Ren: I wonder why I was told that, then. / Nathan: It's so that you can get at it quickly in case of an emergency. / / {{Only its double reedy goodness can help in this situation!}}
 
Tuner Fish: Babel Fish Ren: Tunertunertunertuner! / Sarah: It sounds like you are saying "tuna!" Wouldn't it be great if there was a Tuber Fish? / Ren: We could put it in our ears for instant perfect pitch! / {{Like a Babel Fish!}}
Insert "Uranus" Joke Here Ren: Did you know that William Herschel, the guy who discovered Uranus, played the oboe? / Nathan: Crazy! / {{Oboists are uranal-retentive?}}
Personnel Manager Dick: Our personnel manager used to carry a First Aid kit, because people would get into fights. / {{Fortunately, the oboist always comes prepared with defense weapons.}}
Obohemia » Archive » I think to myself... Dick: But in the Baroque we have the wonderful world of Trio Sonatas! / {{The oboe kinda got shafted for rep in the Romantic and Classical eras. But not the Baroque!}}
Fire Dick: Sometimes, if the cork is old, your student's oboe might be bendy. / Dick: The solution to this is fire. / LATER (First lesson of a 10-year-old oboist} / Ren: I'll just tighten a few of these screws... / Ren: Gah! / Ren: It is time for plan B. / Student: AUGH! / {{The heat from a match will expand the cork enough to get you through the lesson. It's more fun just to let the student think you're setting their oboe on fire, though.}}
 
Like In the Comic Books Dick: Sometimes, if the cork is old, your student's oboe might be bendy. / Dick: The solution to this is fire. / LATER (First lesson of a 10-year-old oboist} / Ren: I'll just tighten a few of these screws... / Ren: Gah! / Ren: It is time for plan B. / Student: AUGH! / {{The heat from a match will expand the cork enough to get you through the lesson. It's more fun just to let the student think you're setting their oboe on fire, though.}}
Waffles Person: Tafelmusik. / Ren: Wafflemusik! / {{Mmm, waffles. I would like some waffles.}}
Maybe It Would've Been Easier in the Long Run <> / Ren: Man, I should have majored in guitar. / Nathan: You should have majored in LOVE. / {{I actually play guitar, did you know? Don't be condescending, I took lessons for years.}}
The Poor Artistic Administrator Artistic Director: I want to go to Japan with Heldenleben! / Artistic Administrator: Nooooo / {{Dick was telling us horror stories about conductors who wanted to tour and make recordings and do all kinds of stuff while their artistic administrators cowered in fear.}}
Another Comic I Discovered in the Lounge and Absconded With <> / Frank: Bernie! I hit a man on my way here! / Frank: He's dead an [sic] in my TRUNK! / Frank: What should I DO?! / Bernie: ... / Bernie: Voice Exchange. Solves all problems. / {{But I don't know who it is by. It was just stuck to the bulletin board.}}
 

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