What do you do when the sun is glaring down on you, there is no shade in sight and the rhythm within just won’t stop?

Some of the members of the Natchez High School band simply use their brass.

Tuba players Cedric Gaylor and Tremaine Williams turned the orifice of their tubas into rest havens, shielding themselves from the sun, as they lounged in the grass with their heads in the mouths of their instruments.

But as the band waited for marching orders from director Curtis Smith, the sun’s glare seemed only to intensify.

And when the orders came, the bulky sousaphones were no longer pedestals for the young musicians to rest their sun drained bodies.

Horn player Monterro Bates however was still able to shield from the sun.

“It’s hot out here,” he said, before placing his instrument on top of his head.