The University of Maryland, Baltimore County may be lacking in the football team department, but as summer turns to autumn, marching band season is in full swing. For the student body, it's absolutely a massive deal. As we all know, band geeks are the real heroes around campus-- there's nothing more physically and emotionally taxing than parading around with a gargantuan bass drum, a uniform that looks like you're about to invade Poland, and of course, your massive superiority complex. Yet somehow, marching band still isn't quite as easy as it looks. In fact, playing any kind of instrument has been significantly more annoying since about 1999.
“It's excruciating. I can't even play in front of my parents anymore,” complains junior Theater Major/first chair clarinet player Emilee Moore. “Every time I even mention band, my dad interrupts with, 'This one time... at band camp...' followed by a particular unmentionable string of words.” This opinion seems to be universal for almost all members of the UMBC Pep Band. In the words of drum major Christopher Boyle, “It's a joke that just never gets old. I just don't get it... no, seriously... I don't get it. I've never seen the movie-- I mean, I was born in 1997.” Despite this obvious generation incompatibility, the jokes continue, and the band plays on.