The big bands swing, the concert band is preparing a challenging concert, old friends holler at each other across the lobby, new members are getting into the routine and every night the action in the lounge gets more raucous.
Things couldn't be better; Lee Hudson hasn't arrived yet.
UPDATE: Somebody has reported seeing Hudbucket here at the Executive
Center. The truth of this rumor can be neither confirmed nor denied.
UPDATE 2: There is no joy in Virginia Beach. I have visually confirmed that
Milton Leander Hudson, the Enemy of Mankind, is here.
Frank Mullen's very unofficial source of poop, skinny and bitching for present and former U.S. Navy Musicians.
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