October 26, 2006
When I was in High School, marching band was fun and that was about it. We weren't all that good and we didn't take too much pride in what we did on the field. (Although it was cool that we got into football games for free!) I think the most memorable moment was practicing in the fog early one morning during band class and having the sprinkers go off on us.
Here is my son's marching band - several orders of magnitude better than mine ever was. They practiced 12 hour days through most of August until school started and several hours every day after school since then - and it shows:
I believe they might be better than some college level programs.
The rest of the program is here and here.



