Check out some more pictures of our sorted past.

Photos from 1987 & 88

Swiss Mariners Photos from 1987-88

Photos of Swiss Mariners and friends from 1987 and 1988

Photos from 1989 & 90

Swiss Mariners Photos from 1989-90

Photos of Swiss Mariners and friends from 1989 and 1990

Ahhh, Wogs.
 

 
Every Mariner…before becoming a Mariner…starts out as a Wog. Time spent as a Wog gives both the Wog and the Mariners an opportunity to see if the Mariner-Wannabe is a fit for our disorganization. We recently voted a handful of new guys into the wonderful world of Woghood. The above picture captured just a few of their scruffy mugs.

Who are these guys? Fifers, drummers … well I could tell you all about them, but sometimes it is just more fun to listen.

Below are a couple of clips from our gathering at Dan’s Firehouse last weekend. The first, sung by one of the wogs, is a takeoff of and old drinking song called Fathom the Bowl. This version, written by Chris Lussier, another wog, is called Don’t Play the Trombone and has words like…

play fifes from grenadilla
cocobolo for sticks
and drink apple cider until you get sick
and sing lots of chanteys until you will moan
but please at a muster don’t play the trombone

I’ve just included a clip here since the whole song would require me to put up a parental warning and I’m just not willing to do that. If you want to hear the song in its entirety, you’ll just have to become a Wog.
 
The second clip is of another Wog playing a tune called Calliope House on the Mandolin, while a couple of us back him up.
 

 
I like both clips because they represent the type of musical diversity that feeds into our fife and drum repertoire. I also like them because it peels back the curtain on the type of loose fun we have at Mariner rehearsals.

 

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As a response to the Sun and Rain picture in my previous post, one of the Swiss Mariners sent along this photo from the same day. As you can see from the raindrops whizzing by, the picture was taken before the sun came out. These freak rain showers make life really difficult for drummers with skin heads.

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I just found this cool picture from a few years back. Anyone remember which muster this was from? I recall the Swiss Mariners were here and I left the top off my jeep before I started down the parade route…’cause it was like a million degrees out. That is, until the tempest came. Good thing those babies have floor plugs to let the water out.