Columbia 1980
Princeton at Columbia
October 11th, 1980
Princeton wins 31-19
Ladies and gentlemen, the Princeton University Band takes a long, hard look at things we’d like to avoid.
“Princeton Forward”
Something many people want to avoid is thermo-nuclear war. The Band does not share this sentiment. What’s wrong with planetary incineration? What’s wrong with a handful of world leaders playing Stratego with four billion lives, especially when the technology is so much fun? Why, ever since it got the bomb in 1978, Princeton steadily improved its weaponry to the point where it can blow the Columbia football team off the face of the earth and still leaving Baker Field standing…temporarily? Pressing the button, the Band says, “of course I can’t hear you. I’ve got a thermo-nuclear device in my ear,” and strikes up a merry tune.
“When Johnny Comes Marching Home Again” (Band forms a button, then presses it)
One thing even the Band would like to avoid doing is voting for President this fall. With a ring for every tossed-in hat, the clowns have taken over the circus. Will it be Georgia for Jimbo, job hunt for Johnzo, or bedtime for Bonzo? Saluting America, the Christian nation; Vietnam, the honorable mission; and Billy, the Libyan connection, the Band suggests a more qualified candidate.
“Mickey Mouse” (Band forms a pair of the famous mouse’s ears)
Here’s something everyone would like to avoid like the plague: the plague. The same devestating epidemic which obliterated half of 14th-century England and ravaged 16th-century France is the same dreadful affliction that reduced the Columbia band to a gibbering, half-crazed, musically maimed knot of piteous, demented carnival curiousities. Don’t laugh…by now you’ve probably got it too. That’s not acne, and those little black dots aren’t for pleasure. Suggesting that we know you’re out there because we hear you breathing, the Band reminds everyone not to worry. You’re not dead, you’re just at Columbia.
“Eve of Destruction” (Band forms R.I.P.)
One thing you won’t want to avoid is the subtle grace and quiet dignity of the one, the only (thank Heaven), the better and best Princeton University Band.
“Semper Fidelis” (Band forms a concert shell)
Now, unavoidably, here’s Columbia.
October 11th, 1980
Princeton wins 31-19
Ladies and gentlemen, the Princeton University Band takes a long, hard look at things we’d like to avoid.
“Princeton Forward”
Something many people want to avoid is thermo-nuclear war. The Band does not share this sentiment. What’s wrong with planetary incineration? What’s wrong with a handful of world leaders playing Stratego with four billion lives, especially when the technology is so much fun? Why, ever since it got the bomb in 1978, Princeton steadily improved its weaponry to the point where it can blow the Columbia football team off the face of the earth and still leaving Baker Field standing…temporarily? Pressing the button, the Band says, “of course I can’t hear you. I’ve got a thermo-nuclear device in my ear,” and strikes up a merry tune.
“When Johnny Comes Marching Home Again” (Band forms a button, then presses it)
One thing even the Band would like to avoid doing is voting for President this fall. With a ring for every tossed-in hat, the clowns have taken over the circus. Will it be Georgia for Jimbo, job hunt for Johnzo, or bedtime for Bonzo? Saluting America, the Christian nation; Vietnam, the honorable mission; and Billy, the Libyan connection, the Band suggests a more qualified candidate.
“Mickey Mouse” (Band forms a pair of the famous mouse’s ears)
Here’s something everyone would like to avoid like the plague: the plague. The same devestating epidemic which obliterated half of 14th-century England and ravaged 16th-century France is the same dreadful affliction that reduced the Columbia band to a gibbering, half-crazed, musically maimed knot of piteous, demented carnival curiousities. Don’t laugh…by now you’ve probably got it too. That’s not acne, and those little black dots aren’t for pleasure. Suggesting that we know you’re out there because we hear you breathing, the Band reminds everyone not to worry. You’re not dead, you’re just at Columbia.
“Eve of Destruction” (Band forms R.I.P.)
One thing you won’t want to avoid is the subtle grace and quiet dignity of the one, the only (thank Heaven), the better and best Princeton University Band.
“Semper Fidelis” (Band forms a concert shell)
Now, unavoidably, here’s Columbia.