And I am live from high atop the Cheeseman Labaratory for Atonal Polyphony for another year of live-bloggin' at 5:56 PM.
The intrigue this year remains high as 3 of the 4 board spots were held by seniors so with all 4 positions wide open it's time to begin thinking about the FUTURE OF THE PENN BAND.
Candidates for the positions tonight include:
President
Joe Coyne (2010, Trumpet)
Vice President
Zach Klitzman (2010, Baritone)
Secretary
Jaci Rifkin (2011, Drums)
Joe Catania (2010, Drums)
Treasurer
Gordon Watkins (2011, Bells)
Jeremy Gurwicz (2012, Drums)
The Candidates arrive slowly, as is the band. The turnout this year appears to be much lower than last year's. In a major surprise, Joe Catania decided to show up, eschewing the Governor's class for an opportunity to be the glorified attendance taker. A quick look at the fashions as we count down the minutes to the beginning.
Joe Coyne: Dressed sloppily, I actually believe he's wearing the same sweatshirt he wore to victory last year.
Zach Klitzman: Wearing a much sloppier outfit than last year, no polo in sight. Just a sweatshirt and jeans for him as well. Could this be the most poorly dressed executive administration in the history of the Penn Band? Probably.
The secretary candidates both look sharp with Jaci in a ruffled blouse and grey jeans, Joe Catania appears formal in a button down down shirt the color of a Barolo and jeans buttoned to the top button.
The treasurer candidate who was clearly gunning for best dressed is Gordon with his understated tie though Jeremy also dressed up for the occasion in a black polo.
I'll be back with some short analysis and predictions soon. Keep checking back for updates as the election progresses.
President
Joe Coyne gives a long speech the ends in a proclamation because no one ran against him.
Speech and Questions (sorry technical difficulties):
Says he wants to include the people on the bottom and listen to people's ideas. Wants people to want to come to band. Got his pants from his ethnic slurring grandfather.
Vice President
Main responsibilities according to Kettler include being in charge of show-writing, encouraging people's creative ferment, having people killed, going to meetings, really crappy meetings
Speech
Again a candidate runs unopposed as Zach Klitzman slinks his way to the front of the band room. He looks less smelly than usual, doesn't smell. He's the Fanfare Vice Chair, helped clean up for parties, plugs semi, says his really tough accomplishment is being travel manager. Went to the Ivy Band Conference last year. Greer makes him nervous, wants to talk to Band Oversight Committee about the band. Thinks the VP is cheerleader of the band. Plus one of the duties is take criticism and he's very good at that.
Questions
He thinks he's funny enough because he's hung out with lots of funny people and he's more magical. A-Tone asks why he's VP rather than Sports editor. It's because he knows this is his favorite group on campus and he's 100% committed to it. Doesn't have any show ideas of his own, very open to writing any show that anyone submits an idea for, it's a collaborative effort. Ben asks about the loudest members of the band got the movies put on as travel manager, are you going to try to get everyone to get their vote in as VP? He says that putting on movies aren't as important as writing shows, realizes he's not the decider and says he'll listen to people on the show-writing committee. He's trying really hard to meet with the Band Oversight committee because he wants to have less oversight. Erik asks if he's learned any lessons from the Hey Song incident. We can't say "you suck" also, it's neat that the tradition is dependent on the band. Koosh asks about the currently suspended Yale Band. Klitzman says he doesn't know how Yale props work, says that if the director approved the prop and didn't catch it, it's his fault.
Treasurer
Eamonn tells people that he goes to SAC meeting and making sure dues are collected. He is wearing a smart outfit and goatee.
Speeches
Gordon says he's a sophomore in the college and that hopefully we all know him. He's currently the equipment manager, and those repsonsibilities overlap. Parka managing can be difficult cause people don't like to return them. Works in the Dean's office with the school of medicine and does some of their expense reports. Has nothing further to add other than I really want to be your treasurer.
Jeremy says plays the misshapen abominations called quints. Who would want to be treasurer because no one cares about them until stuff's in the toilet. Thinks the band needs a new stimulus package, suggests bulk instruments, stretch limos, space heaters. Can we trust him not to skim off the top, because he wants to spend every cent that we have. Has handled large budgets before, dealt with the creation and implementation of budget in Student Council and charity drives. Investment and AIG and Citibank are his two main, quotes DMX in his speech.
Questions
Campisi asks about the Penn Band's finances and how they work. Gordon can't right now but he talked to some board members and they said they'd walk him through them; in fact neither of them can tell you in detail and then attempts to tell us in detail. Eammonn asks do you know what SAC stands for Jeremy gets 1/3 and Gordon gets 3/3. Hickman asks if he's in Wharton and Jeremy isn't. Joe has a question about how they're going to make themselves more available to people who don't know them; Jeremy says he's going to participate in events outside of band, Gordon admits that he's a little shy. Kettler asks what their favorite thing about money, Jeremy says cause it's not his; Gordon likes the old five dollar bills better. Mayuko was a treasurer and says sometimes you have to talk in front of a lot of people and that sometimes we're not taken seriously and that you have to be persistent and professional asks what kind of qualities they have that would make them a good treasurer. Gordon says he likes to prepare himself and that he'd be very prepared. Mayuko recommends tenacity. Jeremy was captain of his basketball and football teams in high school, must not have been very good programs. Koosh asks 9*13 they both get it at nearly the same time. Palusci asks what they're going to be bring as far as decision making. Jeremy says he's good at listening to people and at making decisions. Gordon tends not to have very strong opinions. Pips with a haircut asks how do you reconcile your drummer names with being good members of the Penn Band. Gordon says he doesn't think it's informing. Robert says that Eamonn is fussing around with Microsoft Money and Gordon knows how to use it and Jeremy doesn't. Klitzman asks how are you going to raise money from alums? Jeremy says he's going to schmooze (great knowledge of Yiddush not a pre-requisite for Penn Band treasurer). What do you want to spend the money on? Gordon wants new lyres and drum stands, flip folders, lots of stuff. Jeremy wants more drum pork.
Closing Statement
Jeremy said a lot of jokes, but he's not a terrible person, takes his jobs seriously. Thinks this is the best organization at Penn. Gordon is really committed to band, is always here and wants to get more involved.
I have gained a better understanding, the drummers aren't canabilizing, they're forcing others out. I suspect by next semester we'll have all new drums with fancy sterling silver sticks. Finally a vote, a break and an interview. Coming up next.
Interview with Vice President Zach Klitzman
Noah Becker: So Zach, it seems to me that you got a lot of questions that were related to the band "Culture Wars." What did you make of these questions and why do you think you got them rather than Joe?
Zach Klitzman: Not as much as last year. (Mouth full of crackers) Well, part of it...to be honest is that I guess the Vice Presidency is more connected to the band culture, the show writing, the more visible...at the same time I was surprised I got more than Joe. Also I feel my section affiliation had something to do with it.
Stunna: Who's your favorite Vice President who did not either run or serve as president?
ZK: That's tough, does Aaron Burr count as running. Calhoun.
Noah Becker: Do you have a vested interest in who wins the other two elections?
ZK: What? Theoretically, I don't.
Gordon wins the election.
The Secretary race is on:
Joe says you're the band's bitch and you learn everyone's name, you're the only person in the band who knows everyone's name, also you take minutes at meetings and send out schedules.
Speeches
Jaci is a sophomore, psych majoring drummer, band is her only extra curricular. She tries to come to everything. Has been in band since fall of her freshman year, we're all her best friends. She's been drum line section leader for the last year, she thinks that going from Drum Line section leader is the best transition to secretary because she sends out schedules and has to plan for what sort of instruments are going to be there. She's a girl so she was born with secretarial abilities. She and Joe both have curly hair.
Catania he's Joe also a drummer and he's a junior but a band sophomore. Freshman year he had a class so he didn't join the band, but he was friends with Joe Coyne. Joined sophomore year, has been to 7 of 9 football games. Rearranged his school schedule last semester. Didn't this semester because he was taking a class with Governor Rendell. Band is his far and away number one activity, he is an officer in two other clubs. But says this just gives him experience. Systems Engineering gives him an advantage on doing schedules. Thinks he's pretty approachable. But thinks he could name 50 of us in the room, maybe more! Vot for him, says he.
Questions
Joe says being secretary means you have to do the worst job in the Penn Band other than Greer, do you have the time to take 20 hours out of your life each semester and just type numbers into a spreadsheet? Jaci is used to it, thinks it's awesome to know everyone and punching numbers is her fetish; Joe considers excel spreadsheets to be a hobby doesn't care about the reward, cares about helping the band. Becca asks what do you add to the team that's been elected; Joe attempts to be chivalrous and doesn't pay off, says he has a good working relationship with Joe and Klitzman and Gordon is, apparently, the man; Jaci says she has an X chromosome and likes anime like Joe and Zach and Jaci AIM alot and Gordon is on her section also, remember she's a girl! John says we had a very successful all male board, how are you going to make it better? Jaci won't promise that they won't embezzle drum money but promises that her numbers won't lie. Joe also agrees, but says he'll keep Gordon in check. Name that bando time both successfully get the names. Mayuko says that they'll be the first person that new bandos will talk to, so how will you reconcile not scaring them with not being flat and lifeless? Joe says he'll try to coax those who are scared off back. Jaci says she's a womyn and they're not scary at all. How will you deal with interpersonal situations in a big group asks former secretary Allwine. Joe says he's all about people, will be open to anyone who wants to talk to him, make people feel comfortable, about fun not being all uptight. Joe uses the verb to lure, he's also building a gingerbread house if you're interested! Jaci says we should be loud and full of boister. Robert says the secretary works with the music manager, how will you? Joe says he'll come early to rehearsal, but he has a class till 6, so, no he won't says he'll stay late. Jaci says she'll come early. Matt asks, beyond your abilities as a secretary what other stereotypical abilities do you bring? Also, Joe, as this has become a battle of the sexes, how does she stand up to Billie Jean King and could you beat Jaci in a tennis match. Jaci says she can bake, get cranky and nag, showers, will yell at you to do laundry (Joe says he'll actually do it.) Joe can make baked ziti, says he can't beat Jaci at tennis cause of a knee injury but can win Wii tennis. Becca Aaberg asks if you're not elected to this position how are you going to continue to exist in the band. Jaci will apply to be section leader again. Joe will also apply for section leader if he loses, so, drummers, it's pretty much a win-win for you guys.
Closing Statement
Joe: vote for me. Jaci: vote for me.
Jaci is the victor.
A shorter live blog than last year. Happy Greek Ladying!
Monday, December 1, 2008
Sunday, November 9, 2008
Bustin' makes me feel good!
Since my usual source of band videos actually participated in the formation, I do not have videos for our Homecoming Game performances. However, everything went amazingly so there really isn't any need.
On to Princeton...
Pregame
I think Penn had just as many if not more fans than Pton for this football game. Always good to perform for a crowd. However, they didn't seem to be the most responsive...
Entrance
This looks a little concave in the middle, maybe people afraid to bump into me. Who knows. Still, it looks like more and more people are learning to march in step. Good work!
PENN
Looks more like P6NN according to my Dad and I agree. I was under the impression that the E was the easiest formation...
HighBall
Drummers, SYMMETRY!! AGAIN! A little nit picky, but we talk about this EVERY week.
Big P
Awesome, Tom. Excellent formation. Trumpets are a little whiny here, not entirely appropriate.
Halftime
III
Whoa! Major difference between the whistle tempo and what people actually played. Eventually evened out, but still. Formation is solid. oooh, closing notes chops, most important. Don't give up!
Ghostbusters 1
Looks a little footballish, something I thought we fixed on Wednesday. Look at Brian go! He got some shoutouts from fans on the way home. Tried to get the crowd to clap along to no avail.
Ghostbusters 2
Oh no they didn't! Yes, we did Ghostbusters again. Oh look, and it's lopsided again. Oh well. Sounds awesome. Bustin makes me feel good
R+B
Looks and sounds fine. Good to see the drunk seniors don't know which way to salute.
Overall a fine job by the Penn Band. Props to our Assistant Drum Major for an insane costume and a successful halftime performance.
On to Princeton...
Pregame
I think Penn had just as many if not more fans than Pton for this football game. Always good to perform for a crowd. However, they didn't seem to be the most responsive...
Entrance
This looks a little concave in the middle, maybe people afraid to bump into me. Who knows. Still, it looks like more and more people are learning to march in step. Good work!
PENN
Looks more like P6NN according to my Dad and I agree. I was under the impression that the E was the easiest formation...
HighBall
Drummers, SYMMETRY!! AGAIN! A little nit picky, but we talk about this EVERY week.
Big P
Awesome, Tom. Excellent formation. Trumpets are a little whiny here, not entirely appropriate.
Halftime
III
Whoa! Major difference between the whistle tempo and what people actually played. Eventually evened out, but still. Formation is solid. oooh, closing notes chops, most important. Don't give up!
Ghostbusters 1
Looks a little footballish, something I thought we fixed on Wednesday. Look at Brian go! He got some shoutouts from fans on the way home. Tried to get the crowd to clap along to no avail.
Ghostbusters 2
Oh no they didn't! Yes, we did Ghostbusters again. Oh look, and it's lopsided again. Oh well. Sounds awesome. Bustin makes me feel good
R+B
Looks and sounds fine. Good to see the drunk seniors don't know which way to salute.
Overall a fine job by the Penn Band. Props to our Assistant Drum Major for an insane costume and a successful halftime performance.
Thursday, October 30, 2008
All Hail Lord Glozion!
Greetings, Bandos!
Sorry for the late post, been a busy week for DM John
Here's the pregame for last week's roadtrip to Yale. I highly recommend watching these in high quality
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9CyKe6uchTQ
The Yale Bowl is sweet! Save for the intense wind, it felt good to play in a Little-Big House
Entrance= always good to see that this is always awesome
UP
Called an audible on this one early in the morning. Looks good. Took it a little fast, sorry guys. I was uh...still recovering from all the fun last night.
Highball
Glad that joke got some cheers. Formation was a little weird and took a while to put together. This continued due to the strange fact that Yale's numbers are closer to the Hash than ALL OTHER FIELDS (as far as I know) so the forms may seem a little compressed. Looks more like a Holy Grail, which is fine.
Not enough time to due Alma Mater due to the complications during Highball
on to Half Time!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UrSuW26yHRc
A little light on the voice there, Tom.
$ - Big Spender
Surprisingly only the 2nd time we've played this chart. Dollar sign looks okay. People seem happy to hear this. O'Callahan always surprises me with how loud he is. Oh, and I'm wearing a sweet cape.
Flying Saucer - Imperial March
Passable. Playing Star Wars in anything other than a London Philharmonic setting is always a little risky. It's a good thing this was a metashow.
Block - Intergalactic Battle Anthem
It was really hard not to lose it. This is my favorite part of the show. Good hustle guys! Salutes always hilarious. Trumpets, still a little shaky on the transition back into the chorus the last time through, will work on that.
R+B
Actually looks like P-A, which isn't the worst thing in the world, but still isn't R+B.
Considering how early we had to wake up after having so much fun, I really couldn't ask for anything more for this show.
On to homecoming...
Sorry for the late post, been a busy week for DM John
Here's the pregame for last week's roadtrip to Yale. I highly recommend watching these in high quality
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9CyKe6uchTQ
The Yale Bowl is sweet! Save for the intense wind, it felt good to play in a Little-Big House
Entrance= always good to see that this is always awesome
UP
Called an audible on this one early in the morning. Looks good. Took it a little fast, sorry guys. I was uh...still recovering from all the fun last night.
Highball
Glad that joke got some cheers. Formation was a little weird and took a while to put together. This continued due to the strange fact that Yale's numbers are closer to the Hash than ALL OTHER FIELDS (as far as I know) so the forms may seem a little compressed. Looks more like a Holy Grail, which is fine.
Not enough time to due Alma Mater due to the complications during Highball
on to Half Time!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UrSuW26yHRc
A little light on the voice there, Tom.
$ - Big Spender
Surprisingly only the 2nd time we've played this chart. Dollar sign looks okay. People seem happy to hear this. O'Callahan always surprises me with how loud he is. Oh, and I'm wearing a sweet cape.
Flying Saucer - Imperial March
Passable. Playing Star Wars in anything other than a London Philharmonic setting is always a little risky. It's a good thing this was a metashow.
Block - Intergalactic Battle Anthem
It was really hard not to lose it. This is my favorite part of the show. Good hustle guys! Salutes always hilarious. Trumpets, still a little shaky on the transition back into the chorus the last time through, will work on that.
R+B
Actually looks like P-A, which isn't the worst thing in the world, but still isn't R+B.
Considering how early we had to wake up after having so much fun, I really couldn't ask for anything more for this show.
On to homecoming...
Monday, October 20, 2008
Damn good Ipod...
This past weekend was the Penn v Columbia Football Game. As usual, the band was out in full swing along with some extras who tagged along for the ride. Since Penn was wise enough to put Parents' Weekend over an away game, the band hosted its own Parents' Weekend so the progenitors of the band could get a first hand glimpse of why their kids aren't doing their homework.
To start off was pregame. Something that we rehearsed many times before, even an extra time at field rehearse to much chagrin. Well, let's see what happened...
Entrance
BEAUTIFUL! God I love doing this. A really good contrast to Columbia's "Take the Field then take a musical dump" entrance. Though, they did have some sweet herald trumpets.
PENN
To start off with, the P was half a yardline too in-field. The E was dead on, thanks drummers.
The big problem was the two N's; quite the interesting evolution. It's a good thing we sounded good, cause we looked kinda funny doing this formation. There needs to be more than 10 people who actually know where to go. In fact, it needs to be EVERYONE. We will work on this on Monday and Wednesday
Highball
Great! Good symmetry drummers, but try to get both ends on a yardline. The phasing wasn't even too bad.
Big P
Once again great. Drummers, 10 yard lines please. Look at that, we have flags! Some nice flavor, though could use a little more coordination.
Banner
Looks great. Can't hear the flutes/clarinets at all, not even on their part in the trio. Rip that part out guys!
Halftime
Our show was a perfect response to Columbia's "Philly's the ugliest/suckiest city in the nation" show. The crowd especially caught on to this as heard in their cheers after our jokes. Don't quite know why the Columbia Band stays on the field after they play.
Bagel
Props to Noah for making his family run to the sideline, too bad there wasn't enough time for Pushups. This looked more like a football than a bagel, but that's not our fault. Also, I had to yell Halt way too many times. Drummers need to be listening for that. Yeah horns!
Ipod
Probably one of our more complicated formations and it turned out great! Hey, and people actually figured out it was an Ipod. Slow Ride was....slow i guess. It got better though. Awesome job on the guitar solo guys, if anything that was the one thing to get right no matter what.
PBR
P was 5 yards too far out-field and this proved bad for the proceeding R that was built off of it. Eeeeeeh, chops! need some more tunage! I know it was a long day of playing, but still. Woodwinds, good to hear you! Bones, do NOT gliss those last 4 measures; very cheesey. I hate cutting this song, it's just not meant to be.
R+B
There's that stray R with the interesting extension thanks to our auxillary; should've played Viva las Vegas instead. Went a little fast, but fine. Nice touch bells, what a hilarious part.
SUBG
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Vc0POzeuLvw
(Note, I recommend watching this one in high quality. To do so, visit the link under the vid and click "Watch in High Quality')
As requested, we played Since U've Been Gone for the student section. One of the best responses we've ever gotten from a crowd. Keep an eye on 80s guy, he's fun to watch. We sounded great on this even though we were extremely tired. Well done! Endurance props!
Overall, an interesting gameday. We clearly need some refreshers in the pregame department. Nothing a little wrote memorization can't fix. We had some snafus in the stands: some my fault, some not. I'll chalk it up to parents for now. It seems we're at a point that most of us are very comfortable doing our shows, which is fantastic! However, we can't just be on autopilot and expect someone to tell us where to go all the time, especially on the field or even worse from me on the podium. Freshmen, don't let this become a habit like it is for some upper classmen. Veteran Bandos, don't expect anything less from your peers or the freshmen. In a band of our size, everyone is accountable and even one clueless person can scar a formation.
Don't take this as too negative. It's good to be at this point so early on in the season so we have time to fix it quickly. I'm still having an awesome time leading you guys so don't change too much. Looking forward to actually doing the Lord Glozion show on Saturday. Let's make Yale bend to his will.
To start off was pregame. Something that we rehearsed many times before, even an extra time at field rehearse to much chagrin. Well, let's see what happened...
Entrance
BEAUTIFUL! God I love doing this. A really good contrast to Columbia's "Take the Field then take a musical dump" entrance. Though, they did have some sweet herald trumpets.
PENN
To start off with, the P was half a yardline too in-field. The E was dead on, thanks drummers.
The big problem was the two N's; quite the interesting evolution. It's a good thing we sounded good, cause we looked kinda funny doing this formation. There needs to be more than 10 people who actually know where to go. In fact, it needs to be EVERYONE. We will work on this on Monday and Wednesday
Highball
Great! Good symmetry drummers, but try to get both ends on a yardline. The phasing wasn't even too bad.
Big P
Once again great. Drummers, 10 yard lines please. Look at that, we have flags! Some nice flavor, though could use a little more coordination.
Banner
Looks great. Can't hear the flutes/clarinets at all, not even on their part in the trio. Rip that part out guys!
Halftime
Our show was a perfect response to Columbia's "Philly's the ugliest/suckiest city in the nation" show. The crowd especially caught on to this as heard in their cheers after our jokes. Don't quite know why the Columbia Band stays on the field after they play.
Bagel
Props to Noah for making his family run to the sideline, too bad there wasn't enough time for Pushups. This looked more like a football than a bagel, but that's not our fault. Also, I had to yell Halt way too many times. Drummers need to be listening for that. Yeah horns!
Ipod
Probably one of our more complicated formations and it turned out great! Hey, and people actually figured out it was an Ipod. Slow Ride was....slow i guess. It got better though. Awesome job on the guitar solo guys, if anything that was the one thing to get right no matter what.
PBR
P was 5 yards too far out-field and this proved bad for the proceeding R that was built off of it. Eeeeeeh, chops! need some more tunage! I know it was a long day of playing, but still. Woodwinds, good to hear you! Bones, do NOT gliss those last 4 measures; very cheesey. I hate cutting this song, it's just not meant to be.
R+B
There's that stray R with the interesting extension thanks to our auxillary; should've played Viva las Vegas instead. Went a little fast, but fine. Nice touch bells, what a hilarious part.
SUBG
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Vc0POzeuLvw
(Note, I recommend watching this one in high quality. To do so, visit the link under the vid and click "Watch in High Quality')
As requested, we played Since U've Been Gone for the student section. One of the best responses we've ever gotten from a crowd. Keep an eye on 80s guy, he's fun to watch. We sounded great on this even though we were extremely tired. Well done! Endurance props!
Overall, an interesting gameday. We clearly need some refreshers in the pregame department. Nothing a little wrote memorization can't fix. We had some snafus in the stands: some my fault, some not. I'll chalk it up to parents for now. It seems we're at a point that most of us are very comfortable doing our shows, which is fantastic! However, we can't just be on autopilot and expect someone to tell us where to go all the time, especially on the field or even worse from me on the podium. Freshmen, don't let this become a habit like it is for some upper classmen. Veteran Bandos, don't expect anything less from your peers or the freshmen. In a band of our size, everyone is accountable and even one clueless person can scar a formation.
Don't take this as too negative. It's good to be at this point so early on in the season so we have time to fix it quickly. I'm still having an awesome time leading you guys so don't change too much. Looking forward to actually doing the Lord Glozion show on Saturday. Let's make Yale bend to his will.
Friday, September 26, 2008
Quality finally meets quantity
My Dad, continuing the tradition of videotaping anything musical I do he can attend of course taped the Penn Band's performance at last Saturday's Penn vs. Villabrova game. I posted pregame and halftime on the YouTube so bandos could actually see what we look like.
I've heard from multiple sources that we sound way better live than on tape. I very much agree with this. Since I think we sound pretty decent on tape as well, you should have a good idea of what being in the stands and listening to the Penn Band is really like.
I thought this would be a good place for general comments on how I, and you guys, feel this went/looks. Enjoy.
Pregame
Pregame Entrace=AWESOME!! (Note, since this was my dad taping, there will obviously be some visual emphasis on me, but I edited out all the pure John moments). However, you can really see how well this worked. Worlds better than our original attempt to march in two straight lines from the sidelines (The Sand People travel single file to hide their numbers).
PENN: The E looked a little sparse in this formation. Need to fill out the top and bottom lines. Sounds great.
Highball: Except for the asymmetry in the drumline in front, looks great. Forgot to explain to the drummers the importance of this, my bad. Just a minor point. I guess our little drummer girls don't like being too close together.
Big P: same issue drummers. Will fix for Dartmouth. Maybe face the sideline for this one.
Banner: Whoa, front line! Looks like we were missing someone. You can hear the woodwinds! Sweet!
Except for these few minor things, a very commendable job. Pregame is usually the most complicated drill we do and we looked and sounded great. Hope we don't lose it waiting for Dartmouth.
Halftime
I look really....interesting cuing in the flying v...
1+1= : Wow, looks really clear except for the = sign. Listen to my parents try to figure it out... Yeah mellophones and saxes! It's great finally to hear those counter melodies.
Jay Wright's Hair: good hustle to this formation. Not much to say. Sounded great and I think the Nova fans eventually liked it.
NJ: again, wow! Having this many bandos on the field really makes these letter formations clear! Some nice singing by my dad and the crowd.
R+B: this formation took a little long to form, but ended up great. The B looks a little blobbish, but I adjusted the drill so this should look fantastic for Lafayette.
Again, awesome job for our first show! Keep it up!
I also decided to post our performance of SUBG, since the crowd really seemed to like it. Also, physical evidence of the crowd enjoying the Penn Band is good to have around. I hope we can do more playing for the student section in the future.
All HAIL LORD GLOZION!
I've heard from multiple sources that we sound way better live than on tape. I very much agree with this. Since I think we sound pretty decent on tape as well, you should have a good idea of what being in the stands and listening to the Penn Band is really like.
I thought this would be a good place for general comments on how I, and you guys, feel this went/looks. Enjoy.
Pregame
Pregame Entrace=AWESOME!! (Note, since this was my dad taping, there will obviously be some visual emphasis on me, but I edited out all the pure John moments). However, you can really see how well this worked. Worlds better than our original attempt to march in two straight lines from the sidelines (The Sand People travel single file to hide their numbers).
PENN: The E looked a little sparse in this formation. Need to fill out the top and bottom lines. Sounds great.
Highball: Except for the asymmetry in the drumline in front, looks great. Forgot to explain to the drummers the importance of this, my bad. Just a minor point. I guess our little drummer girls don't like being too close together.
Big P: same issue drummers. Will fix for Dartmouth. Maybe face the sideline for this one.
Banner: Whoa, front line! Looks like we were missing someone. You can hear the woodwinds! Sweet!
Except for these few minor things, a very commendable job. Pregame is usually the most complicated drill we do and we looked and sounded great. Hope we don't lose it waiting for Dartmouth.
Halftime
I look really....interesting cuing in the flying v...
1+1= : Wow, looks really clear except for the = sign. Listen to my parents try to figure it out... Yeah mellophones and saxes! It's great finally to hear those counter melodies.
Jay Wright's Hair: good hustle to this formation. Not much to say. Sounded great and I think the Nova fans eventually liked it.
NJ: again, wow! Having this many bandos on the field really makes these letter formations clear! Some nice singing by my dad and the crowd.
R+B: this formation took a little long to form, but ended up great. The B looks a little blobbish, but I adjusted the drill so this should look fantastic for Lafayette.
Again, awesome job for our first show! Keep it up!
I also decided to post our performance of SUBG, since the crowd really seemed to like it. Also, physical evidence of the crowd enjoying the Penn Band is good to have around. I hope we can do more playing for the student section in the future.
All HAIL LORD GLOZION!
Wednesday, September 24, 2008
A quiz on scramble band shennanigans
Clearly the biggest story in the last week in Ivy Band-related news was Princeton's melee with the Citadel. Noah's done a beautiful job describing this, so I'm not going to add anything specific about this. Instead, I thought I'd post a team round from a quizo I did last year for one of the band roadtrips that focuses on 10 different scramble bands, and their antics through the years.
What Scramble band:
1. Calls itself the “Cleverest Band in the World.” Antics: Against Fordham, one joke about an altar-boy joke (tuition going down faster than...) drew the ire of Catholics.
2. Insists that there’s a “pause” in its name. Antics: they’ve been disciplined for a polygamy show at BYU and a Catholic nun show at Notre Dame.
3. Has as its full name: The Award-Winning ________________ Indoor/Outdoor Precision(?) Marching Pep Band, & Chowder Society Review, Unlimited!!! Antic: Currently not recognized by its school’s athletic department, and is banned from all official sporting events.
4. Uses “Louie, Louie” as its signature song. Antic: trapped inside a stadium by an angry mob of Texas A&M fans in 1973?
5. For the last game of its season, builds an “enormous three-dimensional prop” called an “Überprop.” Antic: banned from West Point after a halftime show in which band members formed "
6. Antic: Claims to be the oldest Ivy League marching band. Antic: banned from Holy Cross for a show that involved a Ted Kennedy Triathlon which included the "Ted Kennedy drive and swim," while Kennedy family members were in attendance?
7. Gives out a yearly award for “the most outrageous antic during a public band performance” that has the inscription "The Pen is Mightier than the Sword" but with no space between the second and third word? Antic: During the 1967 Harvard game, nationally televised on ABC, this band intentionally spelled out the letters NBC.
8. Claims to have started the scrambling tradition, as it was scrambling as early as 1941? Antic: At the 75th
9. Claims to be “the world’s best and only ice skating band.” Antic: Every year they play for the people waiting in line for Ben and Jerry's Free Cone Day.
10. Played for William McKinley twice in one year. Antic: “suggested that [they] not come back” to the New Jersey Turnpike Vince Lombardi rest stop by a police officer for bowing to a model of the Superbowl trophy.
1.
2. Stanford
3. UVA
4. Rice
5. Yale
6. Dartmouth
7. Princeton
8. Harvard
9. Brown
10. Penn
Monday, September 22, 2008
The Monday Evening Linkocracy
Now is the time when I would normally be posting the Monday evening linkocracy, complete with stories of Great Moments in Fandom, a full Penn Game Report and a series of links. However, my favorite story of the weekend is not yet over so posting will wait till post-band and post-TGL, here's what to expect:
-Random Linkocracy (Ivy football from about the internet, or just stuff about bands)
-Cadets versus Clarinets (found poetry from the comments section of the Daily Princetonian's article on the fight)
-Last First Road Trip Ruminations (in bullet form)
That'll be it for tonight. I'll probably update in this post so never divert your attention from this blog or this blog post. Ever.
UPDATE:
This Citadel v. Princeton thing is just too much fun, I could not divert my thoughts elsewhere tonight. Some choice comments from the Daily Princetonian (http://www.dailyprincetonian.com/2008/09/22/21470/), a poem then the final analysis from me.
It's a tie for my two favorite comments:
Number 1 (this guy is brave, I'll probably give him a call tomorrow and maybe shoot out a quick update):
Number 1A (maybe turn it into a campus security training facility? Not that Princeton is ever in any clear and present danger on campus):
Love all the violent trash talking from the Citadel supporters. Don't piss of the Princeton crowd. Our endowment ($15.7 Billion) is big enough to simply buy your school (endowment $.135 Billion) and turn it into the community college for dance. Then where will you be?
Cadets Versus Clarinets
a commenter found poem by Noah
"Spare us the history lesson old man...this is war!!!"
"Save your Hate for more tolerant imbeciles!!"
"Accept the BLAME for your existences!"
"Tell us all again what actual crimes were committed by the PUB?"
"Take your XXX freak show to the red light district where it belongs."
"Good Lord, did they really?"
"Dry humping each other in front of monuments built to commemorate the deaths of America's fallen heroes," "simulating anal intercourse"
"We are here to flame and namecall."
"WE ARE CURRENTLY THE ONLY ONES TALKING!!"
Final Analysis: The internet flame war was won by the no one, it's an internet flame war. However, the cadets (or Princetonians posing as cadets) made themselves appear to be a totally imbalanced group of people without the foresight to think of one of the most famous and, for many of them, powerful Princeton alums: General David Petraeus.
-Random Linkocracy (Ivy football from about the internet, or just stuff about bands)
-Cadets versus Clarinets (found poetry from the comments section of the Daily Princetonian's article on the fight)
-Last First Road Trip Ruminations (in bullet form)
That'll be it for tonight. I'll probably update in this post so never divert your attention from this blog or this blog post. Ever.
UPDATE:
This Citadel v. Princeton thing is just too much fun, I could not divert my thoughts elsewhere tonight. Some choice comments from the Daily Princetonian (http://www.dailyprincetonian.com/2008/09/22/21470/), a poem then the final analysis from me.
It's a tie for my two favorite comments:
Number 1 (this guy is brave, I'll probably give him a call tomorrow and maybe shoot out a quick update):
It seems that no one who is posting has the guts to use their real name. I was at the game. I was not on campus earlier. I do not believe the PUB was given permission to disrupt a cadet activity. My grandson told me the PUB was initially disruptive. I believe him. I'm embarrassed that there was any apology from the Citadel.
Hey Clemson tiger from Charleston, why don't you move?
Again I say: Your band is lucky they didn't get their asses kicked. They deserved it.
Tony von Kolnitz
843-884-9014
Number 1A (maybe turn it into a campus security training facility? Not that Princeton is ever in any clear and present danger on campus):
Love all the violent trash talking from the Citadel supporters. Don't piss of the Princeton crowd. Our endowment ($15.7 Billion) is big enough to simply buy your school (endowment $.135 Billion) and turn it into the community college for dance. Then where will you be?
Cadets Versus Clarinets
a commenter found poem by Noah
"Spare us the history lesson old man...this is war!!!"
"Save your Hate for more tolerant imbeciles!!"
"Accept the BLAME for your existences!"
"Tell us all again what actual crimes were committed by the PUB?"
"Take your XXX freak show to the red light district where it belongs."
"Good Lord, did they really?"
"Dry humping each other in front of monuments built to commemorate the deaths of America's fallen heroes," "simulating anal intercourse"
"We are here to flame and namecall."
"WE ARE CURRENTLY THE ONLY ONES TALKING!!"
Final Analysis: The internet flame war was won by the no one, it's an internet flame war. However, the cadets (or Princetonians posing as cadets) made themselves appear to be a totally imbalanced group of people without the foresight to think of one of the most famous and, for many of them, powerful Princeton alums: General David Petraeus.
The Princeton Band vs. The Citadel: A Linktrospective
So this weekend, the Princeton Band went to the Citadel and caused this:
http://www.charleston.net/news/2008/sep/21/shame_on_princeton_band55311/
Seeing that column, I was shocked, nay, rocked to my very corps. The Princeton Band disrespecting others? Preposterous, it didn't sound possible.
Let's look at a different source, this one the official "TigerFan," almost certainly an unbiased source, from the New York Times of Ivy League Message boards: "Ivy League Sports Board"
http://voy.com/152805/56021.html
Also, let's go to the video to see if there's more to glean:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7lSkyuyhrqQ&eurl
and
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=56WOp_0JEqU&eurl=
There appear to be 2 immutable facts:?
1. The Citadel fans booed Princeton's half time performance and chanted "Go Home, Princeton" and "You Suck" (twice, briefly) also "Fa****s" (briefly and quietly)
2. The Princeton band scrambled, probably formed a penis and had someone reading a show. They also, at times, blew a whistle and played some songs.
As a Philadelphian and someone who hates Princeton's teams, I was impressed by The Citadel's fans commitment to booing. It's long and loud.
There also appear to be 2 important perceived slights or altercations:
1. Students/Cadets/Supporters of the Citadel appear peeved the Princeton dishonored their "Avenue of Remembrance." They may have, at some point charged some cadets doing some kind of exercise.
2. Princeton's Band was, at some point surrounded by cadets from the Citadel.
Number 1 seems likely, the Princeton Band charges. I've seen it with my own two eyes. It's stupid, but they do it. This time they did it to the wrong group of people. But they probably did not intentionally disrespect the "Avenue of Remebrance."
Number 2 also is apparently true which should be slightly embarrassing for everyone involved.
Take away message: Don't piss off people who are potentially going into the army, they're generally stronger than the strongest member of the band, unless Bruce Wayne still attends Princeton, in which case, all bets are off.
Addendum: ALWAYS READ THE COMMENTS, THEY ARE ALWAYS HILARIOUS, ESPECIALLY YOUTUBE COMMENTS! READ THEM! I AM YELLING AT YOU!
http://www.charleston.net/news/2008/sep/21/shame_on_princeton_band55311/
Seeing that column, I was shocked, nay, rocked to my very corps. The Princeton Band disrespecting others? Preposterous, it didn't sound possible.
Let's look at a different source, this one the official "TigerFan," almost certainly an unbiased source, from the New York Times of Ivy League Message boards: "Ivy League Sports Board"
http://voy.com/152805/56021.html
Also, let's go to the video to see if there's more to glean:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7lSkyuyhrqQ&eurl
and
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=56WOp_0JEqU&eurl=
There appear to be 2 immutable facts:?
1. The Citadel fans booed Princeton's half time performance and chanted "Go Home, Princeton" and "You Suck" (twice, briefly) also "Fa****s" (briefly and quietly)
2. The Princeton band scrambled, probably formed a penis and had someone reading a show. They also, at times, blew a whistle and played some songs.
As a Philadelphian and someone who hates Princeton's teams, I was impressed by The Citadel's fans commitment to booing. It's long and loud.
There also appear to be 2 important perceived slights or altercations:
1. Students/Cadets/Supporters of the Citadel appear peeved the Princeton dishonored their "Avenue of Remembrance." They may have, at some point charged some cadets doing some kind of exercise.
2. Princeton's Band was, at some point surrounded by cadets from the Citadel.
Number 1 seems likely, the Princeton Band charges. I've seen it with my own two eyes. It's stupid, but they do it. This time they did it to the wrong group of people. But they probably did not intentionally disrespect the "Avenue of Remebrance."
Number 2 also is apparently true which should be slightly embarrassing for everyone involved.
Take away message: Don't piss off people who are potentially going into the army, they're generally stronger than the strongest member of the band, unless Bruce Wayne still attends Princeton, in which case, all bets are off.
Addendum: ALWAYS READ THE COMMENTS, THEY ARE ALWAYS HILARIOUS, ESPECIALLY YOUTUBE COMMENTS! READ THEM! I AM YELLING AT YOU!
Tuesday, August 12, 2008
A Night to Remember (an alum's perspective)
As one of two alumni who attended the Peter & Carolyn Lynch anniversary event, I present a similar (but different) perspective on the evening...
4:00pm: Steve Walsh (the other alumnus who attended) and I arrive at the Westin Hotel. We ran into some bandos in the parking lot who told us the party was for Peter & Carolyn Lynch. It was then we realized that we were among the minority of people who knew who he was. Suffice to say, the man knows how to invest money. Sadly, we played the entire event without getting a single stock tip.
4:05pm: Since we were early, we went to Greer's hotel room, where Greer was sorting music, and Angie was raving to us about the decorations at the ICA (they had been there for rehearsal).
4:30pm: Meet the band in the lobby. Erik and A-Tone have agreed to exchange pants (not as good a story as it sounds). Sondra is late, but proves to be able to change clothes faster than anyone I've ever seen. Ben Gaines proves that "blue sweater" does not mean "same color sweater as everyone else."
~5:00pm: Arrive at the ICA. Lesson learned: event planners are never in a good mood. Also, after a conference, they've decided that they're not comfortable with the message that "Just a Gigolo" sends, even after Greer reminds them that we don't sing. Koosh suggests "Touch Me." That also goes nowhere. (Side note: we were asked to do several things that we just don't do, like wear costumes, play "swanky" music like Mack the Knife, etc., and sing. But more on that later). Anyway, Greer & Koosh go inside to work out the playlist (eventual decision: Carry On, My Wayward Son). Greer lives Angie in charge. She supervises us as we stand around by the bus & wait for Greer & Koosh to return. She's a natural...
5:30pm: We are ushered to our "Green Room." The event planner orders someone to bring us water, soda, and chips. The water is sparkling and Norwegian (don't ask). She also goes in search of a copy machine, so everyone has music to Carry On, since some didn't bring anything other than the (ahem...) previously agreed upon music. The band pretends to tune. Then, it's time to perform.
6:00pm: We are ushered onto a terrace over-looking the water. There is a stage, but we asked to stay among the crowd, with Greer on the stage. There is a jazz trio playing "swanky" music, and another event planner (slightly less upset than the previous one) tries to rehearse "Surprise!" with the crowd. I wouldn't say they were weak - let's just say the band helped save that particular part of the party. While waiting for Peter & Carolyn to arrive, we learned a few things. First, they were married on the Penn Campus. I asked if the Band was at the wedding, but one of his guests reminded me that he wasn't famous at the time - in fact, he was broke! Others seemed thrilled that we came all the way from Philadelphia for the party.
6:30pm: Peter and Carolyn arrive. They were told the party was for a Harvard professor celebrating his 5th anniversary for something-or-other (as an indication of how much money was spent on this party, the ICA had signs on display at the front of the building for the fake event, so the couple wouldn't suspect). Peter & Carolyn walk in & the band yells, "Surprise!" The crowd half-heartedly does the same. We play "Fight On" and "Highball" from within the crowd. Some of the older guests jump into the harbor because of how loud we are (just kidding). The event planner says to Greer, "have the band sing 'Happy Anniversary.'" Greer temporarily loses his mind, turns to us and asks us to sing. Our stunned reaction snaps him back into reality, and we graciously decline the request.
6:35: Mr. Lynch comes over to us and says, "University of Pennsylvania Band! Wonderful, wonderful..." or something like that. I think the surprise worked. After greeting the band, he greeted his family (?!?). His grandkids seemed a little concerned that the band may play again, but eventually came over & gave grandpa a hug.
6:40: The event planner gets on the microphone and says, "everyone gather around the marching band for a group picture." We try to make ourselves small, as wealthy guests in impossibly expensive clothing & jewelry fill in around us. The photographer asks us to move closer to her as a group. I assure one of the guests that as a marching band, moving around as a group is something we do all the time. She seems relieved...
6:45: Picture taken (hopefully, we get a copy), and we make a graceful exit so the guests can enjoy their cocktail hour. We go back into the green room, where some waiter brings us still more soda, water and chips. We use my blackberry to get on Google and answer the following questions: 1) Peter Lynch went to Wharton grad, not undergrad; 2) He's worth about $350M; 3) He's not the Lynch from Merrill Lynch; 4) The Lynch from Merrill Lynch is Edmund C. Lynch, who died in the 1930's; 5) We don't know much about Carolyn, because all the Google responses about her are actually about him, or about the building(s) at Penn named after her.
~7:15: We go back out to the terrace, and rudely interrupt the jazz trio with "Final Countdown," in a not-so-subtle attempt to tell the guests to leave the cocktail hour and proceed to the dinner. When we finish, the drums line up outside the dining room to cadence, and the rest of the band moves into the dining room, where the real band (guitar, trumpet, sax, trombone) prepare to jam with us on "Carry On..."
~7:30: The event planner (the more upset of the two) comes in and says, "I'd start playing the song if I were you." Koosh points out to her that perhaps *SHE* would start playing the song, but *WE* don't have our director (Greer was still outside) or our drummers (who are cadencing the guests into the dining room). Perplexed by the logic in Koosh's retort, she disappears, and reappears with Greer, who kicks off Carry On (drums? we don't need no stinkin' drums!). The house band *KICKS ASS* behind us, especially the guitar player - who seems to be playing the actual Kansas part, and really fills in the song. (Note to Noah: recruit an electric guitar section for next year). The effect works, as the room is filled with music when Peter & Carolyn enter. He smiles & waves graciously and tells us all to buy Google stock (again, kidding...). The drums arrive just as we finish, and then we all proceed out the side door, through a hallway, and out onto the loading dock, where we re-board the bus.
~7:45: One would think this would be the end of the story, but alas, more shenanigans await. Someone on the bus calls the event the "strangest thing he's ever done with the band," to which Steve replies, "didn't you guys play a funeral earlier this year?" Anyway, the bus proceeds to leave the parking lot and then BLAMMO!!! The horizontal support on a street light banner had apparently been dragging along the side of the bus, and eventually built up enough pressure to "pop" the safety glass. There is a small explosion as what was once glass instantly becomes dust, followed by a couple of screams (flutes...), followed by several cell phone cameras snapping pictures, followed by someone yelling "has Koosh posted this to Oxy yet?" and someone else yelling, "Blog! Blog! Blog!"
~7:50: Out of respect for the (rather shaken up driver), I waited until we got back to the hotel to take my pictures. By the time I had taken three pictures, Sondra had already changed back to street clothes. Amazing...
4:00pm: Steve Walsh (the other alumnus who attended) and I arrive at the Westin Hotel. We ran into some bandos in the parking lot who told us the party was for Peter & Carolyn Lynch. It was then we realized that we were among the minority of people who knew who he was. Suffice to say, the man knows how to invest money. Sadly, we played the entire event without getting a single stock tip.
4:05pm: Since we were early, we went to Greer's hotel room, where Greer was sorting music, and Angie was raving to us about the decorations at the ICA (they had been there for rehearsal).
4:30pm: Meet the band in the lobby. Erik and A-Tone have agreed to exchange pants (not as good a story as it sounds). Sondra is late, but proves to be able to change clothes faster than anyone I've ever seen. Ben Gaines proves that "blue sweater" does not mean "same color sweater as everyone else."
~5:00pm: Arrive at the ICA. Lesson learned: event planners are never in a good mood. Also, after a conference, they've decided that they're not comfortable with the message that "Just a Gigolo" sends, even after Greer reminds them that we don't sing. Koosh suggests "Touch Me." That also goes nowhere. (Side note: we were asked to do several things that we just don't do, like wear costumes, play "swanky" music like Mack the Knife, etc., and sing. But more on that later). Anyway, Greer & Koosh go inside to work out the playlist (eventual decision: Carry On, My Wayward Son). Greer lives Angie in charge. She supervises us as we stand around by the bus & wait for Greer & Koosh to return. She's a natural...
5:30pm: We are ushered to our "Green Room." The event planner orders someone to bring us water, soda, and chips. The water is sparkling and Norwegian (don't ask). She also goes in search of a copy machine, so everyone has music to Carry On, since some didn't bring anything other than the (ahem...) previously agreed upon music. The band pretends to tune. Then, it's time to perform.
6:00pm: We are ushered onto a terrace over-looking the water. There is a stage, but we asked to stay among the crowd, with Greer on the stage. There is a jazz trio playing "swanky" music, and another event planner (slightly less upset than the previous one) tries to rehearse "Surprise!" with the crowd. I wouldn't say they were weak - let's just say the band helped save that particular part of the party. While waiting for Peter & Carolyn to arrive, we learned a few things. First, they were married on the Penn Campus. I asked if the Band was at the wedding, but one of his guests reminded me that he wasn't famous at the time - in fact, he was broke! Others seemed thrilled that we came all the way from Philadelphia for the party.
6:30pm: Peter and Carolyn arrive. They were told the party was for a Harvard professor celebrating his 5th anniversary for something-or-other (as an indication of how much money was spent on this party, the ICA had signs on display at the front of the building for the fake event, so the couple wouldn't suspect). Peter & Carolyn walk in & the band yells, "Surprise!" The crowd half-heartedly does the same. We play "Fight On" and "Highball" from within the crowd. Some of the older guests jump into the harbor because of how loud we are (just kidding). The event planner says to Greer, "have the band sing 'Happy Anniversary.'" Greer temporarily loses his mind, turns to us and asks us to sing. Our stunned reaction snaps him back into reality, and we graciously decline the request.
6:35: Mr. Lynch comes over to us and says, "University of Pennsylvania Band! Wonderful, wonderful..." or something like that. I think the surprise worked. After greeting the band, he greeted his family (?!?). His grandkids seemed a little concerned that the band may play again, but eventually came over & gave grandpa a hug.
6:40: The event planner gets on the microphone and says, "everyone gather around the marching band for a group picture." We try to make ourselves small, as wealthy guests in impossibly expensive clothing & jewelry fill in around us. The photographer asks us to move closer to her as a group. I assure one of the guests that as a marching band, moving around as a group is something we do all the time. She seems relieved...
6:45: Picture taken (hopefully, we get a copy), and we make a graceful exit so the guests can enjoy their cocktail hour. We go back into the green room, where some waiter brings us still more soda, water and chips. We use my blackberry to get on Google and answer the following questions: 1) Peter Lynch went to Wharton grad, not undergrad; 2) He's worth about $350M; 3) He's not the Lynch from Merrill Lynch; 4) The Lynch from Merrill Lynch is Edmund C. Lynch, who died in the 1930's; 5) We don't know much about Carolyn, because all the Google responses about her are actually about him, or about the building(s) at Penn named after her.
~7:15: We go back out to the terrace, and rudely interrupt the jazz trio with "Final Countdown," in a not-so-subtle attempt to tell the guests to leave the cocktail hour and proceed to the dinner. When we finish, the drums line up outside the dining room to cadence, and the rest of the band moves into the dining room, where the real band (guitar, trumpet, sax, trombone) prepare to jam with us on "Carry On..."
~7:30: The event planner (the more upset of the two) comes in and says, "I'd start playing the song if I were you." Koosh points out to her that perhaps *SHE* would start playing the song, but *WE* don't have our director (Greer was still outside) or our drummers (who are cadencing the guests into the dining room). Perplexed by the logic in Koosh's retort, she disappears, and reappears with Greer, who kicks off Carry On (drums? we don't need no stinkin' drums!). The house band *KICKS ASS* behind us, especially the guitar player - who seems to be playing the actual Kansas part, and really fills in the song. (Note to Noah: recruit an electric guitar section for next year). The effect works, as the room is filled with music when Peter & Carolyn enter. He smiles & waves graciously and tells us all to buy Google stock (again, kidding...). The drums arrive just as we finish, and then we all proceed out the side door, through a hallway, and out onto the loading dock, where we re-board the bus.
~7:45: One would think this would be the end of the story, but alas, more shenanigans await. Someone on the bus calls the event the "strangest thing he's ever done with the band," to which Steve replies, "didn't you guys play a funeral earlier this year?" Anyway, the bus proceeds to leave the parking lot and then BLAMMO!!! The horizontal support on a street light banner had apparently been dragging along the side of the bus, and eventually built up enough pressure to "pop" the safety glass. There is a small explosion as what was once glass instantly becomes dust, followed by a couple of screams (flutes...), followed by several cell phone cameras snapping pictures, followed by someone yelling "has Koosh posted this to Oxy yet?" and someone else yelling, "Blog! Blog! Blog!"
~7:50: Out of respect for the (rather shaken up driver), I waited until we got back to the hotel to take my pictures. By the time I had taken three pictures, Sondra had already changed back to street clothes. Amazing...
Monday, August 11, 2008
A Night to Remember
So this past weekend the Penn Band was in Boston to play at a surprise party for Peter and Carolyn Lynch's 40th wedding anniversary. This black tie affair was not our typical venue, so I thought it might be worth keeping track of what happened. Little did I know how true this would be. The following is an unaltered account of 4:30-7:30 pm, August 9, 2008.
4:30- Call for meeting in the hotel lobby.
4:45- Everyone arrives in the hotel lobby. A few bandos are not wearing pants.
4:50- It's ok, their pants were on the bus, and people finished changing on the way to the ICA.
5:00- Arrived at the ICA (Institute of Contemporary Art), where the event was to be held. We take out our instruments.
5:10- We find out that they do not want us to play "Just a Gigolo," the song we had rehearsed earlier that day to play with the Sultans of Swing, and told everyone to bring.
5:15- Greer and Koosh go to talk with the Sultans, to figure out what other songs we have that they can play with us. Meanwhile the rest of us start to go into the building. However, we are stopped at the door. Apparently we can't go in the main entrance, and we need to go around the side and use the service door.
5:20- Once inside our "holding area" for the evening, stocked with potato chips and Norwegian water, Greer and Koosh return to say we are going to try Carry On. A couple of us go upstairs to play a little of our version for the Sultans. The guy looks at the music, says "Yeah, sure, we can handle it.", and takes the trombone part. ...In traditional Penn Band style, we're gonna wing it...
5:25- Pretty much every instrument has at least one part for Carry On, and the ICA has a copy machine, so we collect the music to make copies.
5:30- We get back the copies. Someone enters our holding room, looks around at us in surprise, asks "Everything ok?", and walks out before we can respond.
5:35- We are told that we'll be going outside in 5-10 minutes.
5:40- We have a lengthy discussion on the actual worth of Peter Lynch. The guesses ranged from "100 million dollars" to "a few billion" to "more money than all of us and all of our families, combined."
5:45- Someone suggests that the company Merril Lynch was actually formed by Koosh's wife and Peter Lynch, 150 years ago.
6:00- We actually go outside (25 minutes from warning). This is a VERY swanky party. Oysters, lox pizza with caviar, and other delights are circulating among the guests. We got chips.
6:05- The guests practice yelling surprise (first time)
6:07- The guests practice yelling surpise (second time)
6:09- We practice playing immediately after the guests practice yelling surpise (third time)
6:15- The guests yell surprise, for real this time. The guests of honor have arrived, and we greet them with that party hit, Fight On Pennsylvania! This is followed by Highball.
6:25- Audible! They want us to sing "Happy Anniversary." Just as we're about to start they apparently realize that we are in fact a band, not an a capella group, and call it off.
6:30- Now smile! It's picture time, and the party-goers are told "Everyone gather around the marching band."
6:35- We are shepherded back inside, and told it will be about half an hour more until "round 2".
6:45- 3 minute warning.
6:48- Heading outside again. I hear from behind me "Angie, put this in your pocketbook please," and see Greer handing over a rubber duck. She responds, "This is why I bring the big bag," and takes it.
6:50- The party planners tell us to start, even though there is already a jazz band outside, in the midst of playing. Needless to say, they looked up in shock (along with all the guests), as we began to play The Final Countdown. It sort of destroyed the atmosphere, but that's how we roll.
7:00- The drummers begin to cadence, and we lead the way into the dining room for dinner/the rest of the party. Unfortunately, it seemed no one told the guests that they were supposed to follow us, so the drummers were just outside cadencing for a while.
7:05- As the first people come in, we are told to start playing Carry On. However, there are a number of issues that needed to be dealt with. 1) The drums are still outside cadencing. 2) Greer is outside with the percussion. 3) The Sultans of Swing only had the trombone part.
7:07- After they bring Greer inside, and I give my chop part to their trumpet player, it seems 2/3 is good enough. With only a drum set (ad-libbing) as percussion, we play Carry On. All things considered, it didn't sound half bad.
7:10- They tell us its time to go. No wait, not yet. Yeah, we were just kidding, go now! We go out through our side door, and make our way back to the bus.
7:15- Instruments away, we get on the bus, and start to pull out of the parking lot. However, we didn't go far. In the lot, there was a large sign for "Harborside," one of those banners that is held up by horizontal poles on top and on the bottom. The bottom pole was slightly lower than it appeared to the driver, and it scrapes against two windows of the bus. It then spiderweb cracks a third, and we hear a loud noise as the pole comes through the fourth. The window (and the one behind it) shattered, and broken glass went into the bus. Luckily, no one was sitting there, so no one was hurt. The driver pulls away from the pole (creating a gash in the side of the bus), and then stops. The cracked window looks ready to pop out of the frame.
7:25- After making a phone call, the driver takes us back to the hotel. We arrive without further incident.
All in all, it was an interesting 3 hours....
4:30- Call for meeting in the hotel lobby.
4:45- Everyone arrives in the hotel lobby. A few bandos are not wearing pants.
4:50- It's ok, their pants were on the bus, and people finished changing on the way to the ICA.
5:00- Arrived at the ICA (Institute of Contemporary Art), where the event was to be held. We take out our instruments.
5:10- We find out that they do not want us to play "Just a Gigolo," the song we had rehearsed earlier that day to play with the Sultans of Swing, and told everyone to bring.
5:15- Greer and Koosh go to talk with the Sultans, to figure out what other songs we have that they can play with us. Meanwhile the rest of us start to go into the building. However, we are stopped at the door. Apparently we can't go in the main entrance, and we need to go around the side and use the service door.
5:20- Once inside our "holding area" for the evening, stocked with potato chips and Norwegian water, Greer and Koosh return to say we are going to try Carry On. A couple of us go upstairs to play a little of our version for the Sultans. The guy looks at the music, says "Yeah, sure, we can handle it.", and takes the trombone part. ...In traditional Penn Band style, we're gonna wing it...
5:25- Pretty much every instrument has at least one part for Carry On, and the ICA has a copy machine, so we collect the music to make copies.
5:30- We get back the copies. Someone enters our holding room, looks around at us in surprise, asks "Everything ok?", and walks out before we can respond.
5:35- We are told that we'll be going outside in 5-10 minutes.
5:40- We have a lengthy discussion on the actual worth of Peter Lynch. The guesses ranged from "100 million dollars" to "a few billion" to "more money than all of us and all of our families, combined."
5:45- Someone suggests that the company Merril Lynch was actually formed by Koosh's wife and Peter Lynch, 150 years ago.
6:00- We actually go outside (25 minutes from warning). This is a VERY swanky party. Oysters, lox pizza with caviar, and other delights are circulating among the guests. We got chips.
6:05- The guests practice yelling surprise (first time)
6:07- The guests practice yelling surpise (second time)
6:09- We practice playing immediately after the guests practice yelling surpise (third time)
6:15- The guests yell surprise, for real this time. The guests of honor have arrived, and we greet them with that party hit, Fight On Pennsylvania! This is followed by Highball.
6:25- Audible! They want us to sing "Happy Anniversary." Just as we're about to start they apparently realize that we are in fact a band, not an a capella group, and call it off.
6:30- Now smile! It's picture time, and the party-goers are told "Everyone gather around the marching band."
6:35- We are shepherded back inside, and told it will be about half an hour more until "round 2".
6:45- 3 minute warning.
6:48- Heading outside again. I hear from behind me "Angie, put this in your pocketbook please," and see Greer handing over a rubber duck. She responds, "This is why I bring the big bag," and takes it.
6:50- The party planners tell us to start, even though there is already a jazz band outside, in the midst of playing. Needless to say, they looked up in shock (along with all the guests), as we began to play The Final Countdown. It sort of destroyed the atmosphere, but that's how we roll.
7:00- The drummers begin to cadence, and we lead the way into the dining room for dinner/the rest of the party. Unfortunately, it seemed no one told the guests that they were supposed to follow us, so the drummers were just outside cadencing for a while.
7:05- As the first people come in, we are told to start playing Carry On. However, there are a number of issues that needed to be dealt with. 1) The drums are still outside cadencing. 2) Greer is outside with the percussion. 3) The Sultans of Swing only had the trombone part.
7:07- After they bring Greer inside, and I give my chop part to their trumpet player, it seems 2/3 is good enough. With only a drum set (ad-libbing) as percussion, we play Carry On. All things considered, it didn't sound half bad.
7:10- They tell us its time to go. No wait, not yet. Yeah, we were just kidding, go now! We go out through our side door, and make our way back to the bus.
7:15- Instruments away, we get on the bus, and start to pull out of the parking lot. However, we didn't go far. In the lot, there was a large sign for "Harborside," one of those banners that is held up by horizontal poles on top and on the bottom. The bottom pole was slightly lower than it appeared to the driver, and it scrapes against two windows of the bus. It then spiderweb cracks a third, and we hear a loud noise as the pole comes through the fourth. The window (and the one behind it) shattered, and broken glass went into the bus. Luckily, no one was sitting there, so no one was hurt. The driver pulls away from the pole (creating a gash in the side of the bus), and then stops. The cracked window looks ready to pop out of the frame.
7:25- After making a phone call, the driver takes us back to the hotel. We arrive without further incident.
All in all, it was an interesting 3 hours....
Tuesday, May 20, 2008
The Ever-Changing Penn Band
This past weekend, my family and I had the privilege of spending yet another fun-filled day with the Penn Band on the occasion of the 2008 Alumni Day festivities. After serenading alumni of all ages and leading the traditional parade of classes, band members returned to their various, non-musical lives, while I and two of my fellow alumni went to the Glee Club Graduate Club reception.
Before I go any further, a quick word about the Penn Glee Club. The Penn Glee Club is a truly amazing organization. At 145 years old, they are Penn's oldest performing arts group. They have performed in nearly all 50 states, and in 35 nations on five continents. They've appeared on national television, at professional sporting events, and in the Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade. They've also sung in the presence of various world leaders, and celebrities such as Bob Hope, Frank Sinatra, Jimmy Stewart, Grace Kelly and Bill Cosby. In 1991, I had the pleasure of performing in their pit orchestra, which is what led to my presence at their graduate club reception last Saturday.
As a member of the pit orchestra, and a good friend of several club members, I've heard the club perform numerous times. I was always dutifully impressed with their rich, full sound and their polished, professional showmanship. They were always one of the few groups on campus that could easily hold their own alongside professional singing groups of any stripe. When the club regaled us with song at the GCGC reception, though, I had an interesting realization. The 2008 Glee Club sounded exactly like the 1991 Glee Club, singing various Penn Songs as well as some Club standards that the alumni knew well.
I commented to one of my friends that in a weird way, this made the Glee Club a little less impressive to me, since the achievements of the '91 Club seem to have been replicated precisely by an entirely new group of students, 17 years later. Not to take anything away from the current Club, mind you, but as impressive as they sound, it's likely that the 2025 Glee Club will sound equally as impressive 17 years from now.
I bring all of this up here on the Penn Band's blog to emphasize something unique about the Penn Band. Excellent musicians that they are, the 2008 Penn Band sounds very different from the Penn Band I knew back in 1991. The standard Penn Songs have all seen transformations (the trombone lick they added to The Red and Blue is brand new, but fits so nicely it sounds like it's been there since 1898, for example). Other staples, like Joshua and Mary Anne have disappeared altogether, replaced with new standards like The Final Countdown. And All Right Now, while technically still the same song, has undergone so many changes as to be almost unrecognizable to alums who haven't heard it in a while.
Tradition is a big part of what makes Penn special. If you prefer your tradition straight up, with every word, note and phrase exactly as you remember it, I couldn't recommend better than the Penn Glee Club. But if you prefer your tradition shaken, stirred, smashed into a million pieces, and then put back together in a way that is comfortably familiar yet distinctly new, fresh and modern, then the next time you're on campus, you've got to seek out the Penn Band.
Thanks for an awesome time, folks - see you at Homecoming!
Before I go any further, a quick word about the Penn Glee Club. The Penn Glee Club is a truly amazing organization. At 145 years old, they are Penn's oldest performing arts group. They have performed in nearly all 50 states, and in 35 nations on five continents. They've appeared on national television, at professional sporting events, and in the Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade. They've also sung in the presence of various world leaders, and celebrities such as Bob Hope, Frank Sinatra, Jimmy Stewart, Grace Kelly and Bill Cosby. In 1991, I had the pleasure of performing in their pit orchestra, which is what led to my presence at their graduate club reception last Saturday.
As a member of the pit orchestra, and a good friend of several club members, I've heard the club perform numerous times. I was always dutifully impressed with their rich, full sound and their polished, professional showmanship. They were always one of the few groups on campus that could easily hold their own alongside professional singing groups of any stripe. When the club regaled us with song at the GCGC reception, though, I had an interesting realization. The 2008 Glee Club sounded exactly like the 1991 Glee Club, singing various Penn Songs as well as some Club standards that the alumni knew well.
I commented to one of my friends that in a weird way, this made the Glee Club a little less impressive to me, since the achievements of the '91 Club seem to have been replicated precisely by an entirely new group of students, 17 years later. Not to take anything away from the current Club, mind you, but as impressive as they sound, it's likely that the 2025 Glee Club will sound equally as impressive 17 years from now.
I bring all of this up here on the Penn Band's blog to emphasize something unique about the Penn Band. Excellent musicians that they are, the 2008 Penn Band sounds very different from the Penn Band I knew back in 1991. The standard Penn Songs have all seen transformations (the trombone lick they added to The Red and Blue is brand new, but fits so nicely it sounds like it's been there since 1898, for example). Other staples, like Joshua and Mary Anne have disappeared altogether, replaced with new standards like The Final Countdown. And All Right Now, while technically still the same song, has undergone so many changes as to be almost unrecognizable to alums who haven't heard it in a while.
Tradition is a big part of what makes Penn special. If you prefer your tradition straight up, with every word, note and phrase exactly as you remember it, I couldn't recommend better than the Penn Glee Club. But if you prefer your tradition shaken, stirred, smashed into a million pieces, and then put back together in a way that is comfortably familiar yet distinctly new, fresh and modern, then the next time you're on campus, you've got to seek out the Penn Band.
Thanks for an awesome time, folks - see you at Homecoming!
Monday, April 28, 2008
The Penn Band wins a Women's Lacrosse game
For those of you that don't know, in addition to playing euphonium in the band, I also cover Penn sports teams for the Daily Pennsylvanian, Penn's student newspaper. I've yet to cover either football or men's basketball, as these sports are normally reserved for juniors and seniors to cover. However, the biggest sport that I've covered over my two years has been the women's lacrosse team.
Now, once the men's basketball season comes to a close, the Penn Band normally goes into hibernation mode. Well not quite. We do a few scattered spring events here and there. And so far this year we've done two women's lacrosse games. Now, I've had to cover both of these games for the DP, so I haven't played with the band. Doing so would constitute a direct conflict of interest, since I'd be rooting for a team (by playing an instrument) and then covering said team for an objective media source.
However, a much iffier issue of conflict of interest occurred after the most recent Penn Band-attended women's lacrosse game. Yesterday, the No. 5 Quakers faced No. 1 Northwestern who was undefeated and on a 36-game winning streak. The Wildcats also had won the last three national championships. It was a huge game, so the band decided to come out and support the team.
Well the Quakers pulled off the stunning upset. (Here are my live game updates of the match; notice the Penn Band references). Anyway, after the game I was waiting to interview some players/coaches. Penn senior captain Rachel Manson, whom I've interviewed several times before and knows me by sight, turns to me completely out of the blue and says, "Because the Penn Band came." Since it seemed sort of off the record I asked her to state it for the record. So she repeated herself, "Because the Penn Band came we won today." I was sort of in shock she said that, but what a quote.
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Now here's where the conflict of interest comes into play. To give some background, the last time the Penn Band came to a women's lacrosse game was the Wednesday April 2 game against Johns Hopkins. I wrote the preview for that game, and I interviewed Manson for it. Being the idiot that I was, I told her that the Penn Band was coming and then asked her what her thoughts were. She was pretty impressed and said she remembered the band coming the previous year for the Princeton game in which the Quakers clinched the Ivy title and how it made that game really special. After the interview I told her I was in the band and that I'd probably play with them (eventually I didn't since no one else could cover the game for the DP).
I wanted to run her quotes about the Band, but my editors wouldn't let me since they said it was a conflict of interest since I had brought it up myself, and she responded to my theoretically biased question. Now I didn't really argue that too much, and retrospectively it makes sense.
Flash forward to yesterday. Before I even wrote my story I went up to my editor and explained the situation with Manson's most recent pro-Penn Band quote. However, he disallowed it yet again, saying even though she was completely unprompted to mention the band, she still knew that I was in the band and that potentially skewered her quote.
I didn't quite understand this logic since the previous time he had told me it couldn't run because I had brought up the band on my own. But then again, he has the final say, so I declined to write it in.
I also wrote an email on the band's list serve asking the journalists of the band whether they thought there was a conflict of interest. A band alum who works at a national media outlet yet wanted anonymity agreed with my editor that this might appear to be a conflict of interest since I am a member of the band. So if a professional journalist agrees, that's enough for me.
But even if it didn't make it to print, it's still true that at least one women's lacrosse player thinks we're the reason they earned potentially the biggest win in program history.
But it gets even better. At the time Manson said it, I thought maybe she was joking, or just reacting instinctively, something temporal. But last night after I sent her a facebook comment congratulating her on the win, she responded by reiterating her comment about the band: "I'm telling you on the record it is all because of the Penn Band," she wrote.
Moral of the story: The Band, despite all the s*** it can get sometimes from various sources, is still appreciated by athletes. And that's what matters in the end.
NB: Thanks to Brian for catching the mistakes up to the --- line. But I'm sure there's still some out there! Who wants more nickels!
Now, once the men's basketball season comes to a close, the Penn Band normally goes into hibernation mode. Well not quite. We do a few scattered spring events here and there. And so far this year we've done two women's lacrosse games. Now, I've had to cover both of these games for the DP, so I haven't played with the band. Doing so would constitute a direct conflict of interest, since I'd be rooting for a team (by playing an instrument) and then covering said team for an objective media source.
However, a much iffier issue of conflict of interest occurred after the most recent Penn Band-attended women's lacrosse game. Yesterday, the No. 5 Quakers faced No. 1 Northwestern who was undefeated and on a 36-game winning streak. The Wildcats also had won the last three national championships. It was a huge game, so the band decided to come out and support the team.
Well the Quakers pulled off the stunning upset. (Here are my live game updates of the match; notice the Penn Band references). Anyway, after the game I was waiting to interview some players/coaches. Penn senior captain Rachel Manson, whom I've interviewed several times before and knows me by sight, turns to me completely out of the blue and says, "Because the Penn Band came." Since it seemed sort of off the record I asked her to state it for the record. So she repeated herself, "Because the Penn Band came we won today." I was sort of in shock she said that, but what a quote.
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Now here's where the conflict of interest comes into play. To give some background, the last time the Penn Band came to a women's lacrosse game was the Wednesday April 2 game against Johns Hopkins. I wrote the preview for that game, and I interviewed Manson for it. Being the idiot that I was, I told her that the Penn Band was coming and then asked her what her thoughts were. She was pretty impressed and said she remembered the band coming the previous year for the Princeton game in which the Quakers clinched the Ivy title and how it made that game really special. After the interview I told her I was in the band and that I'd probably play with them (eventually I didn't since no one else could cover the game for the DP).
I wanted to run her quotes about the Band, but my editors wouldn't let me since they said it was a conflict of interest since I had brought it up myself, and she responded to my theoretically biased question. Now I didn't really argue that too much, and retrospectively it makes sense.
Flash forward to yesterday. Before I even wrote my story I went up to my editor and explained the situation with Manson's most recent pro-Penn Band quote. However, he disallowed it yet again, saying even though she was completely unprompted to mention the band, she still knew that I was in the band and that potentially skewered her quote.
I didn't quite understand this logic since the previous time he had told me it couldn't run because I had brought up the band on my own. But then again, he has the final say, so I declined to write it in.
I also wrote an email on the band's list serve asking the journalists of the band whether they thought there was a conflict of interest. A band alum who works at a national media outlet yet wanted anonymity agreed with my editor that this might appear to be a conflict of interest since I am a member of the band. So if a professional journalist agrees, that's enough for me.
But even if it didn't make it to print, it's still true that at least one women's lacrosse player thinks we're the reason they earned potentially the biggest win in program history.
But it gets even better. At the time Manson said it, I thought maybe she was joking, or just reacting instinctively, something temporal. But last night after I sent her a facebook comment congratulating her on the win, she responded by reiterating her comment about the band: "I'm telling you on the record it is all because of the Penn Band," she wrote.
Moral of the story: The Band, despite all the s*** it can get sometimes from various sources, is still appreciated by athletes. And that's what matters in the end.
NB: Thanks to Brian for catching the mistakes up to the --- line. But I'm sure there's still some out there! Who wants more nickels!
Wednesday, April 9, 2008
Penn Band meets the workplace
What a game it was last night! Two milestones were achieved:
1. It was the first time in over a decade (not since 1997) that the national championship game of the men's NCAA tournament had gone into overtime (very exciting!), and
2. It was the first time since I've been filling out these silly brackets (c. 2002) that I a) shelled out money to participate AND b) won (half the pool)
I went back and read the fine print, and it revealed that I was entitled to half of the winnings! I'd steadily held first place since the beginning of the tournament, but my UCLA/UNC fantasy bumped me down to (a still respectable) 5th place finish in the graduated points system that many brackets utilize. However, I was still head and shoulders above anyone else in terms of total number of games chosen correctly (47-- how does this number compare to other pools? For perspective, there were only 35-40 people in mine).
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And now...it's the first installment of a semi-regular series! "Penn Band and the Workplace," or something not quite as lame. Basically, I plan to mention the instances when something I learned as a bando has shockingly paid off in The Real World.
Photo: Wired.com (no individual photographer attribution), 2007.
Although this year's Quakers squad wasn't able to win the league's automatic bid and send 29 of us (plus Greer? Minus Greer? I can never remember) on an extended Spring Break, here is a potentially useful tidbit of information for the freshmen (and newbies...I'm looking at you, Class of 2012): claiming that you made your bracket selections based on your "past NCAA tournament experience" gives you total street cred (if you have a dorky job, like me). Acceptably dorky people/positions include, but are not limited to:
- graduate students (any field, but statistics is probably the perfect one)
- researchers (hard science, soft science, post-docs, lackeys)
- health professionals (physicians, nurses, MAs, health educators)
- computer people (programmers, IT)
- engineers
- people in the financial sector who are forbidden to interact with clients (awkward social interactions)
Why is this gem a winner? Because, short of being this guy, everyone will correctly assume that your "tournament experience" was as a member of a band, dance team, cheerleading squad, or as your school's mascot...but they'll respect you for it regardless! You could be as inept as Palo Alto's infamous tree at playing the bracket numbers, but you can stroke your bruised ego with a passing mention of tourneys gone by. A sample interaction (based closely on an actual conversation):
Dr. Stat: "Lisa...nice picks!"
Me: "Thanks, Dr. Stat!"
D.S. "What's your secret? I went down in flames the other day!"
Me: "Well, being a member of my college band, I had the opportunity to go to three NCAA tournaments, so I saw a lot of unbelievable things unfold right in front of me. Last year in Lexington, we caught the end of the Stanford/UW-Milwaukee game before ours, and Stanford ended up losing, despite the 7'0" twins! I think they're highly overrated, so I picked them to lose. It turns out they didn't, but I knew ("based on my tournament experience" heavily implied) they very well could."
D.S. "Well, I hope you win!" (fabrication)
Of course, if you make many correct predictions, they might assume you've figured out a way to beat the house!
Take-home message from these ramblings: play up your first-hand involvement in college athletics! It doesn't matter if you're intentionally vague about your actual participation because, well, people will put two and two together. And you will be perceived as too cool for school among your fellow nerds.
1. It was the first time in over a decade (not since 1997) that the national championship game of the men's NCAA tournament had gone into overtime (very exciting!), and
2. It was the first time since I've been filling out these silly brackets (c. 2002) that I a) shelled out money to participate AND b) won (half the pool)
I went back and read the fine print, and it revealed that I was entitled to half of the winnings! I'd steadily held first place since the beginning of the tournament, but my UCLA/UNC fantasy bumped me down to (a still respectable) 5th place finish in the graduated points system that many brackets utilize. However, I was still head and shoulders above anyone else in terms of total number of games chosen correctly (47-- how does this number compare to other pools? For perspective, there were only 35-40 people in mine).
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And now...it's the first installment of a semi-regular series! "Penn Band and the Workplace," or something not quite as lame. Basically, I plan to mention the instances when something I learned as a bando has shockingly paid off in The Real World.
Photo: Wired.com (no individual photographer attribution), 2007.Although this year's Quakers squad wasn't able to win the league's automatic bid and send 29 of us (plus Greer? Minus Greer? I can never remember) on an extended Spring Break, here is a potentially useful tidbit of information for the freshmen (and newbies...I'm looking at you, Class of 2012): claiming that you made your bracket selections based on your "past NCAA tournament experience" gives you total street cred (if you have a dorky job, like me). Acceptably dorky people/positions include, but are not limited to:
- graduate students (any field, but statistics is probably the perfect one)
- researchers (hard science, soft science, post-docs, lackeys)
- health professionals (physicians, nurses, MAs, health educators)
- computer people (programmers, IT)
- engineers
- people in the financial sector who are forbidden to interact with clients (awkward social interactions)
Why is this gem a winner? Because, short of being this guy, everyone will correctly assume that your "tournament experience" was as a member of a band, dance team, cheerleading squad, or as your school's mascot...but they'll respect you for it regardless! You could be as inept as Palo Alto's infamous tree at playing the bracket numbers, but you can stroke your bruised ego with a passing mention of tourneys gone by. A sample interaction (based closely on an actual conversation):
Dr. Stat: "Lisa...nice picks!"
Me: "Thanks, Dr. Stat!"
D.S. "What's your secret? I went down in flames the other day!"
Me: "Well, being a member of my college band, I had the opportunity to go to three NCAA tournaments, so I saw a lot of unbelievable things unfold right in front of me. Last year in Lexington, we caught the end of the Stanford/UW-Milwaukee game before ours, and Stanford ended up losing, despite the 7'0" twins! I think they're highly overrated, so I picked them to lose. It turns out they didn't, but I knew ("based on my tournament experience" heavily implied) they very well could."
D.S. "Well, I hope you win!" (fabrication)
Of course, if you make many correct predictions, they might assume you've figured out a way to beat the house!
Take-home message from these ramblings: play up your first-hand involvement in college athletics! It doesn't matter if you're intentionally vague about your actual participation because, well, people will put two and two together. And you will be perceived as too cool for school among your fellow nerds.
Saturday, April 5, 2008
Thank You Seniors!
as read on Saturday, March 9th at the Palestra ("Senior Night")
At this time, we would like to recognize the graduating members of the Penn Band for their dedication and loyalty to Penn Athletics. Not only do they show up at every men's and women's home game, but they travel to virtually all of the away games as well. And they are more than just the band; they are fans, too. In a hostile Ivy gym, they are often the loudest and most vocal show of support.
In supporting Penn and Penn Athletics, some of these students have logged more miles than some Heads of State - bus trips all over the North East to all of the Ivies, plus trips to such venues as
an Ancient History major,
with a minor in French,
secretary of the band’s honor society,
from
Megan Brindle.
a dual degree candidate with majors in American History and Political Science,
past low brass section leader and current president of the band honor society,
from Harrisville PA,
Melanie Foreman.
a Cognitive Science major,
With minors in French and Psychology,
from
Shannon Fouse.
a dual degree candidate with majors in Chemistry and Nanoscale Material Science Engineering,
with minors in Creative Writing and Mathematics,
past president and current drum major,
from
Rebecca Goldman.
a dual degree candidate with majors in Management and Bioengineering,
with a minor in Mathematics,
from Ellicottt City MD,
Barry Huang.
a Chemical and Biomolecular Engineering major,
with a minor in Music,
past saxophone section leader,
from
Janelle Johnson.
an English major
With a minor in Cinema Studies,
past equipment manager,
from
Annabelle Lyons.
a dual degree candidate with majors in International Relations and European History,
With a minor in Hispanic Studies,
chair of the band’s CD committee,
from Newbury MA,
Sofie Owen.
On saxophone,
a Biological Basis of Behavior major,
from
past chair of the band’s honor society,
Brooke Prashker.
On flute,
an Architecture Design major,
With a minor in Economics,
from
Raimy Schutzman.
On bass drum,
a dual degree candidate with majors in World History, Finance, and Accounting
with a minor in French,
past percussion section leader,
from
Sunaina Seelam.
On bass drum,
a Science Technology and Society major
with a concentration in Business and Information Technology
past percussion section leader,
from
Elaine Simeon.
On snare drum,
a Bioengineering major
with minors in Economics and Mathematics,
from
Sagar Singh.
a dual degree candidate with majors in Finance and Management,
past percussion section leader,
from Tualatin OR,
Connie Wong.
Let’s hear it for your Penn Band seniors!
Sunday, January 27, 2008
EOTY Awards
Yet another insight into the querkiness of the Penn Band. At the end of the year (EOTY) we have a gathering to give out awards. Most are sarcastic and funny. I got a great award this year (Most Valuable Bando!), and my section - along with the chops - got a great award, too. (There are army men hidden all over 322 S. 42nd.) Good times were had by all. Thanks to the old board for all you time. You weren't appreciated enough, and I am sure the next one will not be either.
*Fanfare End of the Year Awards, 2007*
The 43rd Annual John Baker Tossed Cookies Award- Lauren the horn player for redecorating the living room at 233.
The 40th Melons Award – Ellen Williams.
The 110th Annual Dealing with "stuff" Award – Annabelle Lyons.
The 12th Annual Ilena Olster Award- Rachel Mathisen for her outstanding contributions to the Bitchiness of the band.
The BFL Rookie of the Year Award- Stephen Abrams dash Downey. For his fearless physical assault in the name of football.
The 4th Annual Jevelyn Award- Skeast Girl (Cindy and Andrea) for their inability to be separated for even one song.
The Third Reich United Nations Award- Vicky "Colossus" Parysek. Because you're not really Polish.
The best-kept, shiniest, nicest instrument award- Mike Jarell.
The 11th Annual Clarissa Fesler Verbosity Award- Gordon Watkins, because none of us can get a word in edgewise.
The 17th Annual Susan Ross Memorial Award- Robert DeSocio
for his tireless commitment to the scanner.
The 3rd Annual "You know it's cold if he's wearing pants" Award- Tom Hensle.
The "You Graduated Morons" Creepy Old Guy Award – Jeanne and Erica.
The 1st annual "Penniless Sitar Player" Award- Jaci Rifkin.
The Most Valuable Bando Award- Mel Foreman, for everything she's done.
The 109plus-or-minus-one-th Annual Zookeeper Award- Becca Goldman for not killing us all.
4th Annual Mayuko Endo Stream of Consciousness Award: Joe Catania.
The 1st annual Dundee for Whitest Sneakers: Alex Kenney.
1st Annual bring your friends award: Ray Fung, for causing the percussion section to run out of instruments.
4th Annual "Evil Bob Kennedy" Award: Alvin Cheng, for always being so mean.
12th Annual Honorary Bando Award: Jose the bus driver.
The 11th Annual Joe Bando Award- Kyle Pickett for most embodying the characteristics of one's everyday Joe.
6th Annual Worst Excuse for missing band award: Jen Johnson, Dan Ross, Raimy Schutzman, and Sasha Renninger for just being too damn lazy to make it to rehearsals.
25th Annual Captain Francis "Gary" Powers Spy Award: The Brass sections for infiltrating Cornell territory and making it out alive.
3rd Annual too much information award: Zach Klitzman, for letting us all know about his random boners.
Most Likely to Have His or Her Name Mispronounced: Devanshi Jalan.
The 2nd Annual Product of Bandcest Award: Katie Palusci, For her inevitable contribution to the propagation of the Bando species.
Wednesday, January 16, 2008
Running Disney LiveBlog
I'm not sure how many people read this blog but don't read the Band's listserv, Oxymoron, but just in case, here are the blog posts I wrote while on our Disney trip. I'd have posted them in real time, but I didn't have Internet access in Orlando.
Day 1: The Penn Band . . . ON A PLANE!!!
Brian Greenberg here, intrepid alumni blogger, reporting live from the All Star Music resort in Walt Disney World. The kids are recharging for their first full Disney day, the wife has passed out while examining tomorrow's myriad of dining options, I'm writing this, and most of the band is in the piano-shaped pool playing Marco Polo (at last check, Adam Sherr's daughters were winning handily).
The day began at the Philadelphia International Airport, where 30 bandos and 20 "chaperones" (hah!) met around 7:30 AM for their 9:30 flight. Most folks had either coffee to wake them up, or iPods to keep them from waking up. Carly had a big, furry Russian ski hat. Still not sure what that's about.
The flight was uneventful. Adam and my son, Avery, had a Sudoku race in the in-flight magazine. I'd love to report that Avery won, but Adam did prevail. It was pretty close, though.
In Orlando, we waited on what I hope will be the longest line of the trip, while the Disney Welcome Center processed hundreds of people at once. Eventually, we made it to the hotel where we once again waited, this time for all of our room keys to be ready. Joe passed the time by learning how to talk without cursing, in deference to the children of Disneyworld (in particular, the ones we brought along).
From there it was a buffet dinner at Hollywood & Vine (the first test of our meal plan), then some free time, and then the Fantasmic show at Disney's Hollywood Studios (f.k.a MGM). Noah informed me that my credibility was on the line, since I had told everyone it was an awesome show. I haven't seen him since it ended, so I don't know the verdict yet, but I can tell you that it certainly met my high expectations.
That's the update for now. Until tomorrow. . .
Day 2 - The Band of a Thousand Dances
Howdy, folks. Brian Greenberg, intrepid alumni blogger, here again for a daily dose of Penn Band in Disneyworld news.
Today saw the band basically scatter to the winds, with different groups going in different directions to do their own thing, before we all get back together tomorrow for a Princess Breakfast & our command performance. But alas, I'm getting ahead of myself.
I can tell you the most about the travels of "the three families" (they being Greenberg, Gupta & Sherr - sounds rather like a law firm, no?). We started our day in Animal Kingdom with the safari, in hopes of seeing animal feeding time. We didn't see any feeding, but we did see lots of animals, including a white rhino that almost charged our bus. Also in Animal Kingdom, we saw the Lion King show (big thumbs up), Finding Nemo - the Musical (big thumbs down), and It's Tough to be a Bug (Meh...). Then we headed to Epcot, where we saw the newly renovated Spaceship Earth (now no longer predicting a future in which people communicate electronically over long distances), the Finding Nemo ride (also a big thumbs up), Turtle Talk with Crush (amazing technology, but none of our kids got called on, so the show wasn't so great), and Soarin' (simulated hang gliding - a big hit with everyone but Adam, who's not a fan of heights - real or simulated).
We ran into HHTT at dinner, who's group had abandoned him for their second steak meal in a row (way to make that meal plan pay, folks!), so he accompanied us to Test Track, which was a fun ride, but the wait was too long. Next was Illuminations, Epcot's fireworks show, which proves that Disney can basically turn any location into a production number with enough money, special effects and pyrotechnics. After that, Tom rejoined some bandos for their trip through Soarin', while we walked "around the world," stopping only to watch a draw bridge go up & down and for a late night snack of French crepes.
As for the rest of the band, stories I heard suggest a good day as well. Some were in Epcot all day, checking out "Honey, I Shrunk the Audience," which come to think of it, might explain how Noah lost all that weight. Test Track got good reviews as well, as did Mission Space. A bunch were in MGM (Beauty and the Beast got a fair to thumbs down review...); but Tower of Terror and Rockin Roller coaster were hits. Oh, and the award for Most Dedicated Grandfather most definitely goes to Greer, who went on It's a Small World *TWICE*, at the request of his granddaughter. He did give rave reviews about Philharmagic, though, which is a 3-D movie of Mickey conducting an orchestra. Talk about gravitating to stuff you can relate to, huh Greer?
Anyway, everyone had a magical day (or so we kept getting told by the Disney folks), and now it's onward to tomorrow, when we all pray that the rain holds out and the Disney marathon doesn't mess with our travel plans too much.
And for those who are starting to feel sorry they didn't come along, here's a little consolation: call tomorrow morning is 7:45AM, and it's for breakfast with Princesses, not a performance.
Day 3 - The Penn Band Goes Downtown (Disney, that is)
Day 3 started with a 7:45AM call. Or, as those running the Disney marathon call it, sleeping in late. We boarded a special character breakfast bus to the Ticket & Transportation center ("special" defined here as "waits in traffic like every other damn bus..."). At any rate, we finally made it to Norway for our Princess Breakfast at around 9:15. I'm happy to report that despite meeting the Low Brass section, Belle still identifies "The Beast" as a Disney character and Snow White can still legitimately keep her name. Mulan, on the other hand, was all about the flirting - trying on HHTT's "spy glasses" and asking others to "join her army.". (Editor's Note: I'm told this is less weird if you're one of the three people who saw the Mulan movie).
Anyway, the surprise sexual tension of the meal came in the person of Alexander, the Norwegian waiter, who not only saved the day by scaring up pancakes and waffles for my kids when none existed on the menu, but also spent a fair amount of time going over the bill with Vicky ("going over the bill" defined here as actually going over the bill). And so, despite encouragement to get Alexander's "digits," Vicky passed. The next suggestion was that maybe HHTT should try for some digits, on the off chance that he was more Alexander's type - not that there's anything wrong with that (Editor's Note #2 - you'll have to forgive me, this is what happens when you blog right after watching Seinfeld). Anyway, at the end of the meal, it was left to me to get Alexander's manager's number in the form of the restaurant's business card. Still no word if the back of that card ever wound up with Alexander's digits or not.
From breakfast, it was the monorail to the Magic Kingdom, where several band members met up to encourage my son, Avery, to go on Space Mountain. Not that he needed encouragement. He informed Koosh that he only made the 44" cutoff because of his hair. Koosh, of course, had no such concern, although he did have the opposite problem - concern that he was too tall to ride, and that a low hanging crossbar could make the entire hair discussion sadly irrelevant.
Then there was lunch, where I discovered that Adam Sherr is a Celine Dion fan. It's a long story, and I'll let him fill in the details.
Suffice to say, it ended with "you're going to put that on the blog, aren't you...". Oh yes, Adam - oh, yes.
By 5:30, the band was back in it's fabled Maroon & Khaki (made famous by that 1898 song, "Hurrah for the Maroon and the Khaki.". But I digress..). Anyway, aside from a brief threat of rain, which was quickly taken care of by the Disney people (these people really do control the customer experience out here), we hit the stage at 6:30pm. Our audience consisted of the four families (Greenberg, Gupta and Sherr + the Cheeseman crew), as well as Bjorn, Melody Joy Kramer, and that typical crowd that gathers whenever a Disney announcer says over the loudspeaker, "And now, ladies and gentlemen..."
The band formed a traditional semi-circle, with the exception of the drumline, which was behind the band, obscured from their view of the conductor, outside of the spotlights (to make music reading difficult), and playing the sub-par instruments provided by the Disney people. As we've come to expect of the drumline, there were no complaints ("no" defined here as "lots").
Despite these minor difficulties, the performance went off without a hitch. Well, OK - one hitch. But it was one of those songs the band doesn't know too well. A little tune called The University of Pennsylvania Band March. Something about "tempo" and "playing together.". I was a little confused. At any rate, when Koosh posts the postage stamp-sized Flash video, you can see and hear for yourself on pennband.net.
So after that, it was all over. Except for the time when Joe and Noah attempted to pick up a high school dance team with no shirts on (Joe and Noah had no shirts, not the dance team). And once again, we were all impressed with Disney's customer service, who improved everyone's experience by getting them to rerobe (Editor's Note #3: no, that's not a word, but it should be).
Thus concluded day three. Day four promises the opportunity to get on all the rides and shows that we missed thus far, and to spend as much as possible on the prepaid meal plan cards. Wish us all luck!
Day 4 - Ow, My Aching Feet
Another day of "scatter and do what you want," so not much to report in the Band Blogging sense. GG&S conquered the Magic Kingdom, hitting just about every ride once, and several of them multiple times (I'm looking at you, Buzz Lightyear). We joined up with the Cheeseman crew for dinner in Cinderella's castle, where Adam got chased down a hallway by two giant mice. Again, I'll let him explain.
The only other thing to note is the rain, which came rather impressively in the early afternoon, but stopped by early evening, leaving nice enough weather for an awesome fireworks show over the castle, but leaving behind puddles big enough to sell a couple of pair of Mickey Crocs to kids with wet feet.
As for the rest of the band, we were up so early, moving so fast, and left so late that I didn't even get to ask anyone else what they did yesterday. I'll leave those stories to my fellow bloggers.
One last note before signing off from Orlando: those of you who wanted to go on this trip but couldn't, you missed out on a great time. Those who could go, but decided not to, screwed up big time. The Disney attitude, atmosphere, and entertainment value is the professional equivalent of what the Penn Band does at the college level. Being here is always fun; being here with the Penn Band was a extra special bonus. If you get another chance to do it, take it. 'Nuff said.
On a related, personal note, the Greenberg family would like to publicly thank Greer, Adam and Koosh for inviting us along - it was fantastic. We'd also like to thank the rest of the band. These trips are mostly about making memories for the kids (and their parents), and without necessarily trying, you guys did that for us this week as well.
See you all at basketball homecoming and, of course, in OxyWorld...
Day 1: The Penn Band . . . ON A PLANE!!!
Brian Greenberg here, intrepid alumni blogger, reporting live from the All Star Music resort in Walt Disney World. The kids are recharging for their first full Disney day, the wife has passed out while examining tomorrow's myriad of dining options, I'm writing this, and most of the band is in the piano-shaped pool playing Marco Polo (at last check, Adam Sherr's daughters were winning handily).
The day began at the Philadelphia International Airport, where 30 bandos and 20 "chaperones" (hah!) met around 7:30 AM for their 9:30 flight. Most folks had either coffee to wake them up, or iPods to keep them from waking up. Carly had a big, furry Russian ski hat. Still not sure what that's about.
The flight was uneventful. Adam and my son, Avery, had a Sudoku race in the in-flight magazine. I'd love to report that Avery won, but Adam did prevail. It was pretty close, though.
In Orlando, we waited on what I hope will be the longest line of the trip, while the Disney Welcome Center processed hundreds of people at once. Eventually, we made it to the hotel where we once again waited, this time for all of our room keys to be ready. Joe passed the time by learning how to talk without cursing, in deference to the children of Disneyworld (in particular, the ones we brought along).
From there it was a buffet dinner at Hollywood & Vine (the first test of our meal plan), then some free time, and then the Fantasmic show at Disney's Hollywood Studios (f.k.a MGM). Noah informed me that my credibility was on the line, since I had told everyone it was an awesome show. I haven't seen him since it ended, so I don't know the verdict yet, but I can tell you that it certainly met my high expectations.
That's the update for now. Until tomorrow. . .
Day 2 - The Band of a Thousand Dances
Howdy, folks. Brian Greenberg, intrepid alumni blogger, here again for a daily dose of Penn Band in Disneyworld news.
Today saw the band basically scatter to the winds, with different groups going in different directions to do their own thing, before we all get back together tomorrow for a Princess Breakfast & our command performance. But alas, I'm getting ahead of myself.
I can tell you the most about the travels of "the three families" (they being Greenberg, Gupta & Sherr - sounds rather like a law firm, no?). We started our day in Animal Kingdom with the safari, in hopes of seeing animal feeding time. We didn't see any feeding, but we did see lots of animals, including a white rhino that almost charged our bus. Also in Animal Kingdom, we saw the Lion King show (big thumbs up), Finding Nemo - the Musical (big thumbs down), and It's Tough to be a Bug (Meh...). Then we headed to Epcot, where we saw the newly renovated Spaceship Earth (now no longer predicting a future in which people communicate electronically over long distances), the Finding Nemo ride (also a big thumbs up), Turtle Talk with Crush (amazing technology, but none of our kids got called on, so the show wasn't so great), and Soarin' (simulated hang gliding - a big hit with everyone but Adam, who's not a fan of heights - real or simulated).
We ran into HHTT at dinner, who's group had abandoned him for their second steak meal in a row (way to make that meal plan pay, folks!), so he accompanied us to Test Track, which was a fun ride, but the wait was too long. Next was Illuminations, Epcot's fireworks show, which proves that Disney can basically turn any location into a production number with enough money, special effects and pyrotechnics. After that, Tom rejoined some bandos for their trip through Soarin', while we walked "around the world," stopping only to watch a draw bridge go up & down and for a late night snack of French crepes.
As for the rest of the band, stories I heard suggest a good day as well. Some were in Epcot all day, checking out "Honey, I Shrunk the Audience," which come to think of it, might explain how Noah lost all that weight. Test Track got good reviews as well, as did Mission Space. A bunch were in MGM (Beauty and the Beast got a fair to thumbs down review...); but Tower of Terror and Rockin Roller coaster were hits. Oh, and the award for Most Dedicated Grandfather most definitely goes to Greer, who went on It's a Small World *TWICE*, at the request of his granddaughter. He did give rave reviews about Philharmagic, though, which is a 3-D movie of Mickey conducting an orchestra. Talk about gravitating to stuff you can relate to, huh Greer?
Anyway, everyone had a magical day (or so we kept getting told by the Disney folks), and now it's onward to tomorrow, when we all pray that the rain holds out and the Disney marathon doesn't mess with our travel plans too much.
And for those who are starting to feel sorry they didn't come along, here's a little consolation: call tomorrow morning is 7:45AM, and it's for breakfast with Princesses, not a performance.
Day 3 - The Penn Band Goes Downtown (Disney, that is)
Day 3 started with a 7:45AM call. Or, as those running the Disney marathon call it, sleeping in late. We boarded a special character breakfast bus to the Ticket & Transportation center ("special" defined here as "waits in traffic like every other damn bus..."). At any rate, we finally made it to Norway for our Princess Breakfast at around 9:15. I'm happy to report that despite meeting the Low Brass section, Belle still identifies "The Beast" as a Disney character and Snow White can still legitimately keep her name. Mulan, on the other hand, was all about the flirting - trying on HHTT's "spy glasses" and asking others to "join her army.". (Editor's Note: I'm told this is less weird if you're one of the three people who saw the Mulan movie).
Anyway, the surprise sexual tension of the meal came in the person of Alexander, the Norwegian waiter, who not only saved the day by scaring up pancakes and waffles for my kids when none existed on the menu, but also spent a fair amount of time going over the bill with Vicky ("going over the bill" defined here as actually going over the bill). And so, despite encouragement to get Alexander's "digits," Vicky passed. The next suggestion was that maybe HHTT should try for some digits, on the off chance that he was more Alexander's type - not that there's anything wrong with that (Editor's Note #2 - you'll have to forgive me, this is what happens when you blog right after watching Seinfeld). Anyway, at the end of the meal, it was left to me to get Alexander's manager's number in the form of the restaurant's business card. Still no word if the back of that card ever wound up with Alexander's digits or not.
From breakfast, it was the monorail to the Magic Kingdom, where several band members met up to encourage my son, Avery, to go on Space Mountain. Not that he needed encouragement. He informed Koosh that he only made the 44" cutoff because of his hair. Koosh, of course, had no such concern, although he did have the opposite problem - concern that he was too tall to ride, and that a low hanging crossbar could make the entire hair discussion sadly irrelevant.
Then there was lunch, where I discovered that Adam Sherr is a Celine Dion fan. It's a long story, and I'll let him fill in the details.
Suffice to say, it ended with "you're going to put that on the blog, aren't you...". Oh yes, Adam - oh, yes.
By 5:30, the band was back in it's fabled Maroon & Khaki (made famous by that 1898 song, "Hurrah for the Maroon and the Khaki.". But I digress..). Anyway, aside from a brief threat of rain, which was quickly taken care of by the Disney people (these people really do control the customer experience out here), we hit the stage at 6:30pm. Our audience consisted of the four families (Greenberg, Gupta and Sherr + the Cheeseman crew), as well as Bjorn, Melody Joy Kramer, and that typical crowd that gathers whenever a Disney announcer says over the loudspeaker, "And now, ladies and gentlemen..."
The band formed a traditional semi-circle, with the exception of the drumline, which was behind the band, obscured from their view of the conductor, outside of the spotlights (to make music reading difficult), and playing the sub-par instruments provided by the Disney people. As we've come to expect of the drumline, there were no complaints ("no" defined here as "lots").
Despite these minor difficulties, the performance went off without a hitch. Well, OK - one hitch. But it was one of those songs the band doesn't know too well. A little tune called The University of Pennsylvania Band March. Something about "tempo" and "playing together.". I was a little confused. At any rate, when Koosh posts the postage stamp-sized Flash video, you can see and hear for yourself on pennband.net.
So after that, it was all over. Except for the time when Joe and Noah attempted to pick up a high school dance team with no shirts on (Joe and Noah had no shirts, not the dance team). And once again, we were all impressed with Disney's customer service, who improved everyone's experience by getting them to rerobe (Editor's Note #3: no, that's not a word, but it should be).
Thus concluded day three. Day four promises the opportunity to get on all the rides and shows that we missed thus far, and to spend as much as possible on the prepaid meal plan cards. Wish us all luck!
Day 4 - Ow, My Aching Feet
Another day of "scatter and do what you want," so not much to report in the Band Blogging sense. GG&S conquered the Magic Kingdom, hitting just about every ride once, and several of them multiple times (I'm looking at you, Buzz Lightyear). We joined up with the Cheeseman crew for dinner in Cinderella's castle, where Adam got chased down a hallway by two giant mice. Again, I'll let him explain.
The only other thing to note is the rain, which came rather impressively in the early afternoon, but stopped by early evening, leaving nice enough weather for an awesome fireworks show over the castle, but leaving behind puddles big enough to sell a couple of pair of Mickey Crocs to kids with wet feet.
As for the rest of the band, we were up so early, moving so fast, and left so late that I didn't even get to ask anyone else what they did yesterday. I'll leave those stories to my fellow bloggers.
One last note before signing off from Orlando: those of you who wanted to go on this trip but couldn't, you missed out on a great time. Those who could go, but decided not to, screwed up big time. The Disney attitude, atmosphere, and entertainment value is the professional equivalent of what the Penn Band does at the college level. Being here is always fun; being here with the Penn Band was a extra special bonus. If you get another chance to do it, take it. 'Nuff said.
On a related, personal note, the Greenberg family would like to publicly thank Greer, Adam and Koosh for inviting us along - it was fantastic. We'd also like to thank the rest of the band. These trips are mostly about making memories for the kids (and their parents), and without necessarily trying, you guys did that for us this week as well.
See you all at basketball homecoming and, of course, in OxyWorld...
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