By Marianne Y (Marianne) on Friday, November 18, 2011 - 07:07 am:
Shirley, when I was in high school, I marched with a bell lyre because our band did not march my regular instrument, bass clarinet. Every year in the fall and winter, I managed to kill a nylon mallet in at least one parade because it would crack and break, when it heated up while I was playing and then cooled off when I wasn't. Fortunately, nobody got hit by a flying mallet head. This was in Houston, not in Michigan.
By Shirley Waggoner (Shirlohio) on Friday, November 18, 2011 - 07:59 am:
Marching with a bell lyre will do a number on your body! The band went on a trip to a strawberry festival in a small TN town on one of the hottest spring days ever, so not only was I exhausted from the heat, I had a bruise on the front of my hip that took forever to clear up. Thank goodness that was our last field trip that year! My husband-to-be graduated at the end of that year, so I dropped out of bandclass.;)