Word: tuba
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...course Manager Jay Skinner '48 will be glad to see you if you can play a tuba or beat a drum, but what he really wants is someone who can toss that shiny metal shaft around--two, if possible. "We have never marched on the field without a baton twirler to toss his baton over the goal posts," Sinner declared...
...Green recording. Although refusing to provoke any further wrath from Bill, Manager Skinner placed the blame squarely on the columnist's shoulders by giving his trombonists a clean bill of health and commenting that "Cunningham apparently doesn't know a trombone from a tuba anyway...
...battle of the bass drum began . . . . but it ended with a three-wheeled drum carriage and a bruised Blue . . . . quick action saved the day for the drum, and it rolled on the field again just in time to join the half-time serenade of the Elis . . . a slightly besotted tuba player performed on his instrument and around it . . . . and the Wintergreen medley once again brought down the house...
...Kings with Crosby and Dorsey if you doubt it. The older numbers were almost always played in a hell-for-leather tempo with a lot of those pogo stick ragtime mannerisms. The trumpet was considerably more limited in function, the rhythm less obviously two-beat, and the trombone quite tuba-like. The amount of electrical excitement generated by the old timers was considerable, however, a quality with which their successors do not seem much concerned...
...gentleman whose card was inscribed: "Professor Waldo Quigley, Traveling Representative, Payson and Clarke. The World's Finest Organs. Also Sheet Music and Song Books." "How many reeds in a Payson and Clarke [organ]?" Jess asked him. "Forty-eight, Brother Birdwell," replied Professor Quigley, "not counting the tuba mirabilis. . . . Those reeds duplicate the human throat. They got timbre," he added ("landing on the French word the way a hen lands on the water"). "How many stops?" asked Jess. "Eight," said the professor. "And that vox humana! . . . You can hear the voice of your lost child in it. Did you ever...