I wasn't a major but...I marched for Norcross High School in '93 and you were our biggest competition. We had a AAA band with one major and managed to sweep all our comps. I think we might have even beat Lassiter that year. That was the year Norcross' Drum Major was killed by a drunk driver on his way to Athens.

I really *don't* want to know just what got injured. Yikes.

I was a drum major for about 3 years with the SF Lesbian/Gay Freedom Band. Yep, at the grand old ages of 37-40, excluding the year I had to have back surgery. Every try to conduct from a wheelchair? Not much fun. Not much fun at *all*.

I made Drum Major my Junior Year, but I didn't got to actually enjoy it. My parents got divorced and the ugly custody battle ended with me having to change schools... *Sigh* Oh well... Someday I will make it to a university with a good band program.

I'm currently one of the 3 DM's for my Drum Corp (The Renegades)

I was Drum Major for a pulled together band for one of the 1st Dyke Marches here in San Francisco. For those out of the area, it's more a women's rally/protest than a parade. Anyhow, I got tired of waiting for something to start (disorganized, too many political speeches), so I gave the command to forward march. The crowd parted, and we took off. The crowd fell in line behind us. So far, so good...people coming out of shops and restaurants, waving, a large, noisy, semi-clothed mob behind us. Pretty soon, 2 of SF's finest (ala cops) ride up on motorcycles and tell me they're our escourt. Great! No having to stop traffic by myself. They race ahead, stopping cars.

Thirty minutes into this, it's getting dark, and we're now marching down Mission Street ( a VERY congested thoroughfare on Saturday night). I yelled up to the cops "So, where are we going?" Response back, "I don't know, we thought you knew!" I kid you not. Turns out they were following my lead, and I was following their's. I had managed to hijack 1/2 of Dyke March. We turned the group around and basically ran back toward the Castro, where the 2 parts of the rally met up. It was a crazy, only in San Francisco night.

we don't often march in that rally anymore......

Yo! Yo tambien - I was the DM [mace] my senior year at Bloomington HS [Calif.]. Our band was too small to need multiple arm-flappers for field shows, so I 'lead' the field maneuvers while the director made it look like we were doing something deliberate.

I was Drum Major in High School ('87 - Capital High, Boise Idaho) and then at the University of Hawaii. I also taught Drum Major camps for USA (United Spirit Association).

I'm a lifetime band nerd in addition to other hobbies like bellydancing and genealogy. I was drum major for 2 years in high school (Barbe high school, Lake Charles, LA) attended several different drum major camps and even got the privilage of being a couselor/junior instructor 4 times at similar camps. I was chosen last year to be one of three drum majors at McNeese State University (the college I attend in Lake Charles), but our season pretty much didn't exist because of Hurricane Rita. So, now I'm trying out again for this coming marching season. Tryouts are Thursday and I'm still really nervous. Wish me luck!

I'm the drum major for my high school marching band right now... in fact i'm in the process of making up my new routine for the big town parade thing... last one of my senior year. I've been devoted to band since i was in sixth grade... I almost never became drum major. I tried out all four years of high school and never got it and i was pushed back to assistant. my best friend did. She ruined the position's title and our friendship by being a jerk to everyone, a lousy leader, and just an all around bad role model if you catch my drift. The friday night before the first band review of my senior year was a football game, the drum major was caught drunk in the bathroom at a break. Our band director is a pretty intense guy, and I got a little frightened when he called me down from the stands just being like "LINDSAY! I need to talk to you RIGHT NOW!" I thought i had gotten in trouble and was horrified at the thought of what he could be so pissed about... he took me out of sight of the band and said, " starting tomorrow morning, You are the drum major." I nodded to show i understood but i didn't quite grasp why he said the next morning... i kind of thought he was doing it for dramatic effect... but no... he just kind of looked at me funny and repeated... "tomorrow MORNING..." My head snapped back from looking off absentmindedly wonderment at my sudden promotion and it clicked.. all i could say was, "you mean... tomorrow as in 6 am tomorrow? as in band review? as in... YOU MEAN I HAVE TO COMPETE TOMORROW?!?!?" he just nodded and sent me to go sit in the stands... i stayed up until about 1 am practicing and making up a comp routine that i didn't have... good times? sure... it was all worth it in the end. I've been able to get this band more unified than i've seen it since our old drum major left... now all i have to do is find the next one... I'm trying but it's a hard position to fill. Well that was nice... thanks for asking!
~Lindsay~