high school band

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I am a little dumbfounded, looking at footage of my high school band that our drum major just posted to youtube. I knew we were in a national competition and did well, but I'm surprised at how good we seem.

I remember much of the music, and the uniforms, but I'm very fuzzy on a lot of the rest of it. Couldn't have told you I played the chimes as well as the xylophone, yet there I am. That's me in the still for part 2. And did I run over to the tympani for a spell? Looks like it.

This is a very strange experience, watching these.

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earlier that season, in Virginia. same show, minus a few subsequent tweaks.

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this is the regional we won that took us to nat'ls.

there's even more of me in these.







after i did the orginal post here, i caught a glimpse of my dead dad in the video at the end of the finals at whitewater. pretty sure it was him. chatting crippen knew which guy i was talking about & had been wondering who that guy was. i didn't remember my folks had made the trip, but it makes sense. after Mom died i found lots of band booster shit at her place. plaques, certificates, Thank You Parent stuff. i had a cynical response to it then. i don't know what i think now.

in harrisonburg i had twisted my ankle before the show. i'd forgotten that too, 'til seeing these latest movies.

it's a little like being sat down for This Is Your Life. except not quite like, thank jebus, when they did that to Frances Farmer, and she looked to be so barely holding back the agony, struggling to keep it together. that bit of TV, rerun on the Christian channel in Salisbury, not long after this high school stuff, is right up there for most maddening bit of TV you ever did see. or i ever did. after that i couldn't bring myself to take in Frances the movie.

here i am writing days after the post in the comments. it's especially much like my private diary.

hello, no one. it's me, lisa.

hey look, there's a character limit in comments i'd be over, if i don't split the comment, like this.

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I'm still here now and again, but I was thinking of shutting it all down...

I haven't watched the second set yet, but pretty impressive on the first. Our high school band was completely amateur and yours the type we were embarrassed to be around.

I can't imagine glimpsing myself on video at high school age. Despite the photos of me back then, it would be much different seeing.

I have videos of my mom around. She had a job at the county that had her on TV more than once. She'd call my dad to tell him and he'd try to tape it. There was one where she was angry (had had an arguement with a Republican commission member) and it was lost! My dad looked far and wide. Too bad.

Okay, on to watch the second set.