Great story--and further proof my mom was right in forbidding us to go on band trips to N.O. during Mardi Gras or any major event there--"too many idiots mixed with too much alcohol"goodgigs wrote:Here's one I recovered from the archives. I believe it was the inspration for SOUSAPHONE HERO.
"Elephant" wrote:
Mardi Gras, 1991 (marching in the Comus parade, which was one of the old line Krews who refused to integrate and closed up shop a year or two later): I have put together a great little band of about 22 females (mostly undergrad jazzers) from UNT and we are hired to follow the AFROTC drill team from our university in four of these six mile parades (Comus, Proteus, Momus and Rex - the biggies). These parades never really parade - they wander and stop for long periods and drift down the street a few more blocks, etc.
And yes, I have a scar above my hair line from the bottle.
JJ
