One more quick post on marching bands. . . I used to hate the uniforms my daughters had to wear; I prefer the traditional uniforms. Plus, their outfits reminded me of this
horrible trip I took to Colonial Williamsburg when I was a kid. My sister and had gotten horrible sunburns at Virginia Beach the day before (this was before sunblock came into wide use), and we were in excruciating pain. My parents refused to let us rest inside the cool hotel room and insisted we all spend the day in Williamsburg. I ended up in the ER with sun poisoning. I will
never go back there.
Anyway, my girls used to get really defensive about the uniforms and said the crowds love them and most men would doff their hats and people would put their hands over their hearts as the band approached, and sure enough, they did.
Here's a clip so you can see the uniforms. They're all out of step at the end, LOL.
https://youtu.be/_oNueVCQfZw