You know that classic high school movie scene in which the cafeteria is broken down into cliques? The jocks, the nerds, the goths, the band geeks?

I can’t speak to the other cliques, but within marching band there are further distinctions. Each section has a reputation based loosely on the personality types drawn to certain instruments and the parts they play on the field.

Trumpets generally own the melody, so the section attracts people who want to be the center of attention, at least musically.

The perfectionist woodwinds — piccolos, flutes, clarinets and saxophones — are invariably drowned out by the brass section, meaning their dedication to musicianship doesn’t rely on recognition. (They also might be the most likely to disagree with these categorizations, but blanket stereotypes are never quite accurate in the movies either.)