dude...we must specially blog our nights on Mars. I'm tellin' you...there's something magical that happenes when the lights pop on. Do you know...I would march drum corps just to march at night under the lights in my dusty marching clothes. There's something that changes when the temperature drops (no...I don't mean the tuning! LOL) and the sky darkens. The mystery and the majesty of the music come swelling out of the horns like a magical tide and all that's left behind are horns and drums singing into the night as the story on the field unfolds. There's no staff or audience...it's just ... US....
the Renegades.
yeah. see you this weekend bud, save a hug for me. :)
I am EXCITED as i havnt marche do this field since 2001!!!! i miss this field.. Im sooo used to being the spectator on this field and now again.. im a spect on the field!!!!
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Nights on Mars...
dude...we must specially blog our nights on Mars. I'm tellin' you...there's something magical that happenes when the lights pop on. Do you know...I would march drum corps just to march at night under the lights in my dusty marching clothes. There's something that changes when the temperature drops (no...I don't mean the tuning! LOL) and the sky darkens. The mystery and the majesty of the music come swelling out of the horns like a magical tide and all that's left behind are horns and drums singing into the night as the story on the field unfolds. There's no staff or audience...it's just ... US....
the Renegades.
yeah. see you this weekend bud, save a hug for me. :)
I am EXCITED as i havnt marche do this field since 2001!!!! i miss this field.. Im sooo used to being the spectator on this field and now again.. im a spect on the field!!!!
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