Before I ended up joining a drum corps, my band director would tell me how proud he was to have taught the years he did, and he'd include all of the funny, sad, and exciting aspects of the activity. These stories ensnared me into the world of drum corps, for I ended up watching just about every single drum corps I could find on google video. Then came the time when I decided that I should join one, and who else would I join but the Legendary Hawthorne Caballeros (which happens to be about 15 minutes down the road from me).
When I joined, I was left in a daze. There I was, a 16 year-old high school student who had only learned to play the baritone a year earlier, in the arc amongst some of the finest horn players the drum corps community had to offer. Confidence was a major issue, or lack thereof (Which is why I consider myself a second year rookie). Despite the fact, I endured (with everyone else) the pain and pleasure of marching in drum corps, and when Finals night came, I was left in a state of awe.
Well, here I am, in front of my computer in my second season of drum corps. I have increasingly observed DCP, and have discovered that there are many things that occur that I was unaware of, be it sour grapes, matter-of-fact-ness, g or Bb's, or the anti-christ the cadets seem to have become (not bashing them, they're one of my favorite corps). I've been thinking about this for a little while, but has it ever been this severe? Has this many people ever once thought that this is the downfall of drum and bugle corps? (not saying I do, but it seems that a lot of others do)
Is it because I'm 17 and naiive that I'm thinking this? Has anyone else had similar thoughts?