I’ve already talked about musical production, band, orchestra, and choir, but what about the marching band? It’s arguably much different than a regular band because… well… they march, I suppose? While the prior article I wrote, “Tiger’s Music: An Insider’s Findings”, supplied much more information and quotes, it seemed that marching band members were equally shy and mildly threatened by my email (iykyk), but that doesn’t mean responses were not made! Starting with Catherine Miles, a skilled trumpet player’s role in the parade was an assistant drum major, and she said that her favorite part about getting ready for the parade was to hear the band play as a whole. Of course, her least favorite part was the piece, but sacrifices were made for the greater good. Catherine plans on playing trumpet again next year and cites that there were ups and downs to preparing, which is like any class that someone mildly tolerates. Continuing with Morgan Wallis, or shall I deem him the bell-guy plays bells and in the band he played… bells. Surprise? When I asked bell-guy for nicknames, he dared to threaten me against using the cursed nickname Maria, but I enjoy living and receiving kind emails from my friends, so we will stick to referring to him as bell-guy. Bell-guy claims that his favorite part about preparing for the marching band was getting to wear the fashionable uniforms that weren’t just pants, but also a jacket. Again, I was threatened with the possibility of not-so-nice emails if I mentioned his least favorite part, ‘cough, cough’ the littles, ‘cough, cough’, so I will refrain from doing so. Bell-guy plans to make a big decision and play bells next year, and when questioned about how stressful marching band is, he says, “Bells make me happy”. When asked what else bell-guy does, he said, “I sit in the corner of my basement and cry.” Lovely yet slightly concerning interview from Mr. Wallis had led me to contact my lawyers and bid farewell to my family, but all is good in the Analy Tiger neighborhood. Of course nothing is as humorous as the story shared by Elia DelMonte, a euphonium player, who said “It seems that the universe is against us. The driving god’s look down upon us, see us marching in the street and go “Oh no you don’t!” because I can’t count the amount of times our practice has been interrupted by cars driving down the street. We’ll be in the groove, keeping a good tempo and sound, stepping in sync, marching down the street, feeling good, when suddenly the drum majors will have us halt and stop playing altogether because we suddenly find ourselves face to face with a car approaching us. We’ll have to break formation and go to the sidewalk to let the car pass. But when we attempt to reform our lines and continue our practice, we will be interrupted again by another car, and another, and another, and another, and….you get the idea.” While I cannot relate to marching and being oh so rudely interrupted by cars, I can praise those in the marching band for their patience and effort to show just how well Analy students work with one another (when they want).