Auhgck, I can't stand Doctor Beat.
My instructor last year was addicted to it as well.
I've been in band for a long time, and only until this year my parents let me quit. They were weird, they like, expected me to be in it. In fifth grade they kept asking me questions like "what instrument are you going to play" and "how much do you think you're going to practice a night." Not "hey, do you wanna join band?" but more like... they made me, like it was a requirement. :| Not cool, having to put up with a class you hate for four years that was so *easy* to get out of. During my stay there I played Clarinet, still do, and I was usually in the last row.
