One of my fondest junior high school memories (of which there aren't many - junior high is my definition of hell) was the trip all of us in the orchestra made to the high school orchestra that we would join the following year.

Mrs. Wilkie, who was my favoritest orchestra teacher ever, had carefully rehearsed the high school players, so that when all us ninth graders came into the rehearsal room, we were serenaded with Bach's Third Brandenberg Concerto on kazoo, with each section doing the appropriate part. It was wonderful!