Mood Ring
State Championship
We Did It.
Nov 11th
“We may not win state this year, or two or four years from now, but we will win state one day because of what you guys did on that field tonight.” -Lancaster
I don’t think I will ever understand the magnitude of what our band did yesterday. When we marched out of finals, everyone started crying because we knew how amazing we just performed. Never had our show reached that level of greatness. We huddled together and Lancaster gave us the pep talk that I quoted. We did something amazing Tuesday. All those tears listening to Lancaster foreshadowed more tears of joy to come. I haven’t stopped crying yet, and its been almost a full day since we heard who won. I can honestly say that yesterday was the happiest day of my 16 years of life.
I am so proud of every band kid. This year made us even more great. I can’t fathom what two years from now will be like if we improve at the same speed as we have been. I really don’t know what to say…Winning state is just a far away dream. It hasn’t sunk in. My brain can’t comprehend what happened last night. I think about all those hours put in and all the stress that went along with band. I know now that is was entirely worth the brutal season. It never really mattered how we turned out in finals. What made last night amazing was that we did the best show we have ever done in the history of Dripping Springs. And that is good enough for me.
We did it.
Remember the Alamo!!!
Nov 11th
Since July 28, 147 kids and their directors have devoted impossible amounts of time and energy to seven minutes of perfection. Half the time we were all sweating like pigs and squinting in the blazing sun, and the other half we were hunched against the cold, playing sixteenth notes with numb sausage fingers. And since there’s just that much time, the third half was spent proudly bearing our chins up into a deluge and then the fourth half drying out our pads, finish, flags, and feet. But somehow, almost every minute of that time was spent working toward greatness. We came together in August with next to nothing and more than a fourth of the band never having marched and here we are, more than a quarter of a year later, champions of the state of Texas. Really, the feeling is beyond words, except maybe that word that filled the Alamodome… something like… “AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!” This Tuesday the Dripping Springs band was rewarded at long last for the hardest season it’s ever been through. Such a spectacular season, into which went so much energy and pain and enduring will, could not have a more suitable end.
We marched with our minds, played from the depths of our hearts, and held our souls out for the world. We set the Alamodome on fire. And no matter where we go in life, we will always remember the Alamo!
State Champions? I think so!
Nov 11th
Category: AWESOME
The Dripping Springs Tiger Band has captured state! Yes folks, we are the 2009 UIL 4A Marching Band State Champions!
Mr. Lancaster’s first words to us on Wednesday morning were, “I don’t think you fully understand the magnitude of what happened last night.” He’s right… I didn’t get what was going on on Tuesday night and it’s still slowly sinking in for me (and I’m sure for all the other bandies as well). Tuesday went by in a blur. It started off as a normal school day. We got to school at 6:45 in the morning, took out our equipment and walked to the stadium for an hour and twenty minutes of morning practice. Except then, at 9:00, we didn’t go to school. We loaded the trailers and the buses and headed off to the state marching contest in San Antonio! When we were driving off, it seemed like the whole entire school was lined up on the side of Tiger Lane to send us off! It was so sweet 
When we got to the Alamodome, we unloaded, got dressed, and moved to warm-up for prelims. I felt like it was the brightest day ever! I could barely keep my eyes open for more than a minute without being blinded by the sun! The prelims performance went well and we came out second. Of course, we were only told by the directors that we placed within the top five. Now that I look back, we were on such a fine line that night before finals. When we figured out that we were second in prelims, we automatically assumed that we were beat by Poteet (that assumption turned out to be incorrect). The ironic thing was, we were scheduled to perform right after them. We watched all eight minutes of Poteet’s show on the TV screen from the entrance tunnel and by the time our turn came around we were ready to go.
Coming out of finals, we all had a feeling that something great had just been accomplished. I remember Mr. Lancaster saying after the performance that be believed that the DSHS band would one day become state champions. Maybe not this year, maybe it’ll be when you’ve all graduated, but it will happen. Who knew it would happen so soon?
“Ya’ll… we’re… so… BEAST!!”
Nov 11th
At the beginning of our contest season (Oh, so long ago!), after our VERY first contest, a member of the Steel band came up to congratulate us… With utter sincerity, he drawled, ”Ya’ll… were… so… BEAST!!!” And yes, for those who are unsure of the meaning, YES, that is a good thing. 
Look how far we’ve come since then!!!!! WE WON THE 4A STATE COMPETITION!!!! OH MY GOSH!!! Ok, sorry, but I’m still SO incredibly happy for our win!! From the beginning of the opener to the end of the closer, you could feel from the field, see from the field, and hear from the judges’ tapes that we had our best performance all year! Even if we hadn’t won, even if we didn’t make it, I would have been just as excited knowing that we had filled the request of Mr. Woods… To “march with our minds, play with our hearts, bare our souls, (and a new addition, just for state!) and they will love you like I love you!” (Way to go Mr. Woods…. almost making me cry before I go out to a FILMEd performance!) Just kidding!! All those hours, days, weeks, and months we’ve been focused on one thing… Being better every single day. Never winning, just being more focused, more advanced, more strong, more devoted than the day before. Now that the 7 and a half minutes I practically sold my soul to is over and will never be seen again, I come to realize something. Band is more than I’ve ever said it is. Band is more than I have the words to say. What I can say is, staying in this band was probably the best thing I’ve ever done. Ever. No over-exaggeration (and of those of you that know me, that does happen somewhat frequently) no lie, no fooling, no beating around the bush. THE Dripping Springs High School Band has been my outlet, my family, my daily dose of humor, my trial of strength, my one-heck-of-a-workout my buds, my stress source and reliever , and one of the things that can keep me smiling and laughing for days on end. I know for a fact my freshman year would be a completely different world without this amazing experience!! We did something on Tuesday night that not only I’ll remember for now, but something that I’ll tell my children and grandchildren about! The lessons that I’ll never forget, the morals I earned, the stupid mistakes that I gained experience from. Band is more than an extracurricular activity… It’s a lifestyle, a drug, a teacher, and more than anything, one of the coolest and most amazing things you’ll ever see or do. And again, this ALL leads you to believe that I’m being dramatic, over-excited, over-exaggerating, and just downright overstating. Nope, I sure ain’t.
BAND TEN HUT! HEY! Band, drill position of attention! Feet! Together! Stomach! In! Shoulders! Back! Chin! In! Head! Up! Eyes! With pride! Eyes! With pride! Eyes! With Pride!!