Horns and cornets, baris too,
a Bb bass, a timp, a euph,
And area finals, currys, booze,
I've looked at bands that way;
But now the bands are looking thin,
Conductors leave, committees binned,
You lose the areas, don't come in,
Politics in the way...
I've looked at bands from both sides now,
From win and lose
and still somehow,
It's bands' illusions I recall,
I really don't know bands at all...