ironlips

Hello, my friends. I just came across this thread and am so glad you still enjoy this music after all this time. What "I gotta say" is that none of it would have been possible without Dennis Dewey and Bob Cardaneo. They had my back, front and both sides. The rest was the extraordinary group of performers who made up that corps, horns, drums and guard. I'd have walked on hot coals for them, and still would today.

You are correct, Crunchmeister. There were Enfields on the field.

That narrows it down to: Harry Handball Silvester Squash Vic Volleyball or....

Yes. Many Drum Corps guards continued to use actual military weapons through the 1960s. Typically, these were either Springfield or M1 rifles, weighing between 10 and 11 pounds, depending on whether the bayonet was attached. And yes, they did spin and toss, though not quite so high. See the chapter, "Why the Guns?" by Shirley Stratton Dorritie in Vol. 2 of The History of Drum and Bugle Corps for a very comprehensive summary of the development of color guard from the American revolution to the present.

Glenn, No one is facing backfield. Look at the feet. F

I couldn't agree more. FD

You keep talkin' trash like that, they're gonna kick you out of the Dinosaur Club.

OK. As you wish. I grow grayer by the minute, if that's possible. The story goes that Mr. Cough Drop told Gerry Shellmer on the night those horizontal bass drums were first used that if anyone laughed as he entered the field, he'd just keep marching... right out of the stadium. There was at least as much controversy about this new approach as exists today over amps and narration. The old guard declared it "the end of drum corps". They were right, of course. They always are.

OK. Enough already. Andy, Tony...name these 2 guys before they cart me off to the retirement village. Once you do, I'll give up the back story to the photo.

Now that's a REALLY good hint.

Official Time Out for Clarification: "Guy on the left" marched in both the Velvet Knights and another SoCal corps that won the Big Show in '72. After that he taught still another multi-Nationals winner for years. He has a horse in the race at Indy next week, too. "Guy on the right" was the first to play a certain percussion instrument on the field (late '60s). At the time of the photo, he was teaching the arch-rival of the guy on the left. Consider this was CA and there was still some peace and love around, left over from Haight Ashbury. Guy on the right will be honored this year at Annapolis, though not by the Navy. The Grammy in question belongs to the great Latin vibist, Cal Tjader. OK, Holmes and Watson. That should be enough for you.

Now, that's a funny story. And a very typical exchange between those two flam-meisters. The guy on the right once wore a red jacket, on the other coast. I hear he still carries his stick bag to the contests he now judges, just in case anyone wants to throw down.

Glenn has been my friend since the late '60s when we attended Manhattan College. His talent was extraordinary in scope, exceeded only by his heart. Though he could have taught any corps in the country, he chose to devote his life to serving those who needed him the most, local neighborhood, community drum corps. Most visitors to DCP will not have heard of him. The presence of his public image was inversely proportional to his heroic importance in the lives of his students. That's a fitting legacy for a man like Glenn. It ceased too soon, but his was a life well-lived.

I just got a phone message about this from Jim O'Hara. What a tragedy. I had known this extraordinary man since we attended Manhattan College together in the late '60s. He was an outstanding soloist in the Blessed Sacrament Golden Knights, where his older brother had also marched. Glen was a gifted teacher but more significantly, he understood the importance of local, neighborhood, comunity drum corps and championed that concept all throughout his life. He could have taught anywhere but chose to devote his life to those who needed him the most. Glen Eng was a hero, and that's how I will remember him. I hope to see his dream fulfilled.

Getting back to the current GW photo... Here's a hint: The pic was taken in early 1981 at the San Francisco apartment of Pete Emmons and Mike Moxley. The two subjects were working with rival drum corps, one of which would win Nationals.

There have been many great openers, right down to this very evening. Personally, my vote goes to the Anaheim Kingsmen of 1974 for "Mambo/Dance at the Gym". I fully recognize that most folks reading this were DNA molecules at the time. Some of them grew up to produce today's great openers.

This project is extremely well done. Kudos to Greg Cinzio, Dave Shaw and all concerned.

Everyone here is entitled to an opinion. Here's my two cents: http://www.drumcorpsplanet.com/2012/06/inside-the-arc-its-just-not-drum-corps-anymore/ See you at DCI and DCA.

Check out that rope-tension snare. Hanging around CT, a person tends to absorb all that rudimental expertise that's been in the local DNA since colonial times. This cat has drum corps in the blood.

The reason this is taking so long is that there are 6 identifications, and none of these guys remotely resemble themselves, not even Pepe, who looks more like Teddy Nicholeris on acid in this shot. One of you cat's who knows #6 is going to have to spill the beans on the Belushi doppelganger, I fear.

My guess was going to be Paul Auster, but I'm not certain he's from Ednie-land. (Sidebar: Jimmy Ednie - sweetest tone this side of Tommy Martin). Also, the clues are counter indicative: He played French Horn, I think, not baritone, and is much too nice a guy to have been working up Pepe's solo under those circumstances. Besides, he lives in Colorado (I think) which is not the Midwest, though some from Brooklyn might think so. "Clemente"? As in "Roberto"? Was John Belushi in the Skyliners?

Man! This topic really gob-smacked me. It was 50 years ago this month I marched my first contest with St. Catherine's Queensmen, as a rookie 1st soprano. The show was at Emmaus, PA, and I was so hyped that, after the initial "Mark Time, March!", I went into some kind of trance. The first thing I recall was the halt in the concert formation, halfway through the show. After we trooped the stands, I asked the vet next to me how I had done. "You? I didn't pay any attention to you." Rookie reality check. One reason there were few corps contests on the 4th of July was the obligation to march numerous parades for the Legion and VFW sponsors. Many corps did at least 2 that day. One year when I taught Garfield, we did 4 parades AND a contest.

In what year was this photo taken?

OK. My official guess for that cat is: Johnny Guarino, the best high note guy the Skyliners ever had (and they had a million of them). JG was the Godfather to youngsters like Grass and Edney. Few buglers in drum corps today play with that kind of gusto.

Andy, Would I be on the right track with the initials J. G.? And was he at the Sky/BHOF I&E a year ago? Inquiring minds want to know. F