BOTB in My Backyard.

There was a BOTB (Battle of the Bands, for the uninformed) in my backyard today. Not literally in my backyard of course, but in my city of residence – about a 15 minute drive away.

An actual BOTB. With actual HBCU bands.

And I didn’t go.

I’m fine with it though. In the past, I would have felt some kind of way about missing a BOTB so close. Actually, it was not that long ago when I would have dropped whatever I was doing to go to ANY BOTB in a 3 hour driving distance or less.  I would burn a road up!!!

At first I thought this was one of my “Damn, I’m getting old” moments. And I do have some of those sometimes.  But then I thought about it and realized that the reason why I don’t get up for BOTB’s that much anymore is because I know what’s gonna happen.

Bands are going to play their usual show of [drill piece/slow song/dance girl feature/dance routine] which is either their “road show” for the season (business as usual)


a  “Let’s consider this a dress rehearsal show before we play School XYZ on Saturday” show.

It’s not that I’m not into bands, but I have seen this before.

Our bands as a whole are just not innovative.

And when they are, they get criticized for it. NC Central’s Honda Show and A&T’s shows as of late come to mind.  It’s like the craft is stuck between a rock and a hard place.

I am a bandhead till the death – but I’m just not “wowed” like I used to be.

And I don’t know what it’s going to take.

 A changing of the guard? Maybe.

More resources ($$$$)? Maybe.

Leadership willing to take risks? Perhaps.

Maybe I really am getting old.


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