I was there. I have a different take on the Hood (h/t MZA):

Michael Ray comes out and tries to bug Trey before the vocal section. Trey tries to ignore him and then Michael Ray gets sad and walks over and sits on the drum riser.

...he's still sitting on the drum riser doing absolutely nothing.

Someone comes over and hands him his trumpet. "Oh yeah, I play trumpet!" But then he sets down said trumpet and continues to sit on the drum riser next to the trumpet. We later find out from Trey that Michael Ray couldn't find his trumpet. Which was the only reason he was on stage.

The jam is boring (well pretty standard quiet beginning of Hood jam). Michael Ray then decides to pull people on stage. The people literally just sit on the drum riser (surprise!) and awkwardly bop around, pat their legs, looking awkward and white. Someone nails them with a glowstick, of course. Michael Ray struts around a bit, then conducts them to sway their hands back and forth above their heads (not anywhere close to in time with the music of course). They can't (won't?) follow him. Then he tries getting the entire crowd involved by doing "pump it up!" moves. This is during the quiet section. At one point he dances (terribly) with a girl who I imagine is a sweetheart who just feels bad for Michael Ray and his unrequited antics. Trey eventually moves into shred mode, but the entire crowd is focused on Michael Ray and his dance partner. Getting no love, Trey ripcords into the closing descending pattern.

Michael Ray now unapologetically drops the b*tch "in the dung" when he hears the change (no blade is visible). Then he finally picks up his horn and asks Trey what to do. Trey points Michael Ray to the mic right in front of Michael Ray. Good idea! Michael Ra then squeaks and squeals a whole bunch of nonsense and crap, effectively ruining the peak of Hood. Then he stops before the song even ends and goes and sits on an amp.

The end.