Practice is Everything

Here’s today’s waste of newsprint and ink.

billytheskink
March 28, 2011 at 11:15 am 

So a self-admitted mediocre trumpet player that the band director claims gives the rest of the band performance anxiety was given the LEAD SOLO at that big concert in Cincinnati a few months back? The stories, they do not fit together too well…

David O
March 28, 2011 at 4:30 pm

…TB sorta glosses over the fact that Owen was First Trumpet, Lead Solo not too long ago.

Owen’s lack of trumpet practice causes Becky to throw up her hand in despair. The “punchline” is that Owen only dimly perceives that his teacher is criticizing his work ethic (or lack of same). Where a real-world kid might say, “You’re right, Ms. Howard, I’m sorry”, or offer some excuse for not practicing, Owen has to process what he’s hearing.

I have created a new post category, “clueless students”, to be used for strips where Westview’s teens demonstrate such an utter lack of comprehension.

Shoe Nuff

Today’s strip.

I’d give the benefit of the doubt here, and say that Harry is deliberately setting up a joke here, rather than relating a true story. I mean, a group of high-schoolers who are “physically incapable of starting out on the same foot together” would probably be too stupid to play instruments. The throwaway first panel, though, undermines the joke premise by depicting a band member actually wearing a two-toned pair of marching shoes. Maybe it’s product placement.

Help, I'm a Rock

Link to today’s strip.

I seem to recall that part of the rationale for the “second time jump” in October of 2007 was to allow Batiuk to focus on Westview’s younger generation. That focus seems to consist of pointing out what a bunch of clueless, mindless, shiftless underachievers they are.

The class of 2011 can’t be bothered to cover up the previous senior class’ tag on Senior Rock with more battleship-gray paint. Not when they can just put their imprint on the smaller, adjacent rock. Nate’s correct about the current senior class “running pretty much true to form”; recall the class of 2010’s similarly half-assed stab at graffiti immortality.