5th Grade Band

Do you know what's depressing?
Everything.
I recently realized this when I went to the 5th grade band concert, which took place approximately 76 minutes ago.
I want to mention that I HAD to go to this band concert. Because I'm in high school band we are required to go to one other school performance, and I had run out of options. So 5th grade band it was.

I remember when I was in 5th grade band. I had already been playing clarinet for like 3 years, and I thought I was the shit. Like when I joined band I thought that I'd be conducting that thing.
But no. Instead I had to watch as all the other little fledgling clarinetists were taught how to put their reed on their mouth piece, and how play an open G. We worked on this kind of stuff from the beginning of the year until January, and then we started preparing for our first concert ever.

Well this band concert was different then the concert four years ago. The biggest difference probably being the fact that they played pieces I'm pretty sure we played in 6th or 7th grade. Also this was already their second concert, which means they had started the year off as musical geniuses, or something. Or maybe the band program just really improved.
I don't know.
Another things that was depressing was the fact that these little kids didn't have the wear the oppressive attire of black on bottom, white on top. OH NO. No. These kids were wearing shorts and gym shoes and t-shirts. And sprinkled in there were a couple kids who came in full concert attire who looked pretty much retarded.

But all of this makes me realize how inadequate my 5th grade band experience was.
If only I was young.

Whatevs.