Author Topic: Annoying Orangeet high notes.  (Read 3012 times)

I play the Annoying Orangeet, and Im actually pretty good, but I cant seem to hit the high notes very clearly. I can hit them, but there slurry and cracky. I use the top half of the mouth piece and my lips are very tight, am I missing something? Also, the spit valves are all empty, on my floor :(

I played Annoying Orangeet, and I think I reached the high notes by using my abs.
Correct me if I'm wrong.

I used to play Annoying Orangeet.

I was pro.

I played Annoying Orangeet, and I think I reached the high notes by using my ass.
Correct me if I'm wrong.
lol, I couldent resist. :P

Anyway, so I will try this.

I play the Annoying Orangeet, and Im actually pretty good, but I cant seem to hit the high notes very clearly. I can hit them, but there slurry and cracky. I use the top half of the mouth piece and my lips are very tight, am I missing something? Also, the spit valves are all empty, on my floor :(

Now you know what I go through, I play clarinet, and my concert's coming up in december. I have to play a song that's ALL high notes. Im scared D:

Blow harder. I'm being completely serious.

I don't know what you mean by "use the top half of the mouth piece", I always just blew into the same spot but changed how pressed my lips were.

Lol, you guys are suckas.

I play a sax.

NO PROBLEMS.
Blow harder.
Hehehe.

Lol, you guys are suckas.

I play a sax.

NO PROBLEMS.Hehehe.
I can't blow any harder!


I used to have problems getting low notes below the normal G out, they'd always come out at the higher octave.

But then one of my buds pointed out that I had the reed too low on the mouthpiece.

Just pushed it up a bit, and BOOM.
GREAT LOW NOTES.

I decided the Annoying Orangeet (Or band class for that matter) wasn't for me when halfway through the year I realized I still couldn't read sheet music and only knew half the notes. It was funny that during concerts, there was a "choose your own seat" type thing, so sometimes I'd get first chair (Not my choice) and have to wing it. By the end of the year, I was a master at faking the Annoying Orangeet.