Navy Band Newport, 1982-85

Navy Band Newport, 1982-1985
Naval Education and Training Center
Newport, RI

Bandmasters:
Tex Waldron, trombone. (Elliott Waldron)
Terry Chesson, saxophone (Terrence J. Chesson)

Assistant LeaderKen Davenport, trombone, baritone horn.

Other CPOs:
Mike King, drums. (Michael J. King)
Mike Beegle, saxophone
Mike Alverson, vocalist. (J. Michael Alverson)
Rick Fowler, trumpet

Bandsmen
Diane Beegle, vocalist
Kevin Bissell, trumpet
Larry Boozer, saxophone, flute
Steve Bryant, guitar
Matt Coffey, drums
Henry Connelly, bass
Dave Czohara, trumpet
Paula Czohara, saxophone, clarinet
Julia Dean, vocalist
Dave Dekoff, trumpet, guitar
Steve Dimond, guitar
Rich Eastman, guitar, baritone horn
Ed Helm, french horn
Lee Hudson, bass, tuba (Milton Leander Hudson, Worthless Idiot)
John Farquhar, french horn (Mother Farquhar)
Gino Garcia, trumpet (Steve Garcia)
Harry Hansen, tuba
Harry Horton, saxophone
Ralph Ingraham, trombone
Dennis Jansson., trombone
Mike Johnson, piano
Tim Jones, trumpet
Mike Jones, guitar (Snake)
Reid Keiffer, clarinet, saxophone
Randy Kellogg, trumpet
Dave Langett, saxophone
Joel Lewis (Broadway Joe) vocalist
Dave Lock, trombone, bass
Ed LaPierre, trumpet
Johnny Long, saxophone
Walt Larkins, trumpet
Cliff McCoy, saxophone
Frank Mullen, piano
Tom Murphy, trombone
Max Murray, bass, tuba
Steve Parent, trumpet
Steve Patterson, trumpet
Steve Rawson, trombone
Billy Ream, trombone
Ed Rolnick, saxophone, flute
Roger Salls, trombone
George Thompson
Bing Walden, drums
Bill Wissman, trombone
Dale Yager, drums

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School of Music Staff, 1979-81

School of Music Staff, 1979-1981

Faculty Lab Band, c. 1979

Leader:
Roy Mahoney, USN
Rhythm Section:
Mark Adams, USMC, drums
Steve Dimond, USN, drums
Sam Cameron, USMC, drums
Frank Mullen, USN, piano
Saxes:
Sandy Megas, USMC; Dan Bowerly, USMC;
Mike Walker, USA; Doug Dean, USN; Hank Agnew, USN
Trombones
Dave Traub, USN; Jim Miller, USN;
Art Nebel, USA; Joe ???, USA
Trumpets:
Andy Omdahl, USMC; Dave Wert, USMC (Later USN);
Lou Berner, USN; Nancy Wert, USA
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School of Music Navy Staff

Officers:
Ray Ascione
Paul Clemens
Phillip Field
Dave Kunkel
Thomas Metcalf
Ron van Hoose

CPOs:
Hank Agnew (Henry Agnew), saxophone, clarinet
Marv Akers, tuba, bass
Gerry Amato, clarinet
Dick Brodt (Richard Brodt)
Doug Dean, saxophone
Jack Dye
Paul Geitzenauer (Geitz), trumpet
Roy Mahoney, trombone
Jim Miller, trombone
John Hanson, trombone
Rocky Palumbo, saxophone
John Pastin, saxophone
Jim Thumpston (Thumper, James Thumpston), piano
Dave Traub, trombone
Tex Waldron, trombone
Noonie Wilson, clarinet (it is believed, although there were no witnesses)

Petty Officers:
George Barkus, drums
Lou Berner, trumpet
Steve Dimond, guitar
Dent Donahoo
Frank Jones, flute
Jimmy McCandlish, bass, tuba
Frank Mullen, piano, bass
Billy Ream, trombone
Mike Schiarini, bassoon
Andy Vermiglio, drums
Barney Walker, piano
Carl Wickstrom, baritone horn

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Navy Band Newport, 1977-78

Navy Band Newport, 1977-1978
Naval Education and Training Center
Newport, RI

Odds are, I've left your name out. This period of my life is vague. I was only in Newport for a year, much of that time on recruiting tours with the rock band, Long Island Sound.

Bandmaster: Joe Arthur

Assistant Leader: Larry Brown

Other CPOs:
Ed Rodgers, trumpet.
Terry Chesson, saxophone. (Terrence Chesson)
Chief (?) McCoy

Bandsmen:
Karl Alexander, saxophone, clarinet
Dennis Allard, drums.
Darryl Casoli, trumpet (D.C.)
Lenny Childs, trumpet (Leonard Childs)
Paul Denewitz, bass?
Jo English, administrative petty officer
Wayne Henderson, vocalist (Bone)
Al Hewitt (Guerimo Hewitt)
Dean Hoyt, bass
Rick Holdsworth
John Johnson, drums
Fred Muzer, guitar
Frank Mullen, piano (Frank Mullen III)
Dana Silver, bass
Wilbur Smith (Smitty)
Pete Tassey, trombone
Randy the Soundman

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Navy Band San Francisco 1975-77

Navy Band San Francisco, 1975-1977

Naval Support Activity

Treasure Island, San Francisco, CA

Bandmasters:
Hal Hessler, tuba, bass (Harold Hessler)
Art Jacobus, trumpet (Arthur Jacobus)

Assistant Leader:
J.J. Connor, trumpet (John J. Connor)

Other CPOs:
John Koob, piano
Skip Poole, trombone (Gaylord Poole)
Jack Miller, french horn
Another chief whose name I can't remember; he went AWOL shortly after reporting aboard. San Francisco sure had a lot to offer the visitor.

Bandsmen:
Alex Afortunato, saxophone, clarinet (Calixto Afortunato)
Ruperto Ave, saxophone, clarinet
Roger Balogh, trombone
Abelard Banta, saxophone and clarinet
Bob Basinais, trombone (Robert Basinais)
Paul Camaclang, trumpet (Paulino Camaclang)
Doyle Church, trombone (Doyle R. Church)
Skip Clarke, piano (Neil Clarke, Neil J. Clarke)
Jimmy Crabtree, trumpet (Jimmy Joe Crabtree)
Jimmy Cunningham,trumpet, guitar (James Cunningham, Jim Cunningham)
John Derby, guitar.
Mark Dinkelacker, saxophone
Bruce Engle, tuba, bass
Jimmy Etters, saxophone, clarinet, flute (James Etters)
John Farquhar, french horn (Mother Farquhar)
Eddie Fontecha, trumpet (Eduardo Fontecha)
Paige Garwood, bass, tuba
John Hanson, trombone
Eddie Henson, trumpet (Edward Henson, Fast Eddie Henson)
Lloyd Hopkin, trumpet (Hoppy)
Kevin Hunter, trombone
Michael Joehnk, trumpet
Dave Johnson, french horn (David Johnson)
Frank Kemp, trombone
Leo Kieswether, drums
Brenda Kilanowski, drums
Ray Kilanowski, tuba, bass (Raymond Kilanowski, Ski)
Skip Klingman, saxophone
Gerry Kuhn, trombone
Bob Lantis, bass (Robert Lantis)
Dave Lehman, baritone horn, trombone (David Lehman)
Phil Letcher, saxophone, clarinet, flute (Phillip Letcher)
Harvey Lloyd, trombone
Bob Marquart, trumpet (Robert Marquart, Quat)
Alice McKinley, flute
Steve Meyers, saxophone, clarinet (Steven Meyers)
Dave McKissack, saxophone, flute, clarinet (David McKissack)
Del Monroy, trombone (Delfin Monroy)
Frank Mullen, tuba, piano
Fred Muzer, guitar
Jon Newcomb, trumpet (Jonathan Newcomb)
Bob Nolan, guitar (Robert Nolan)
Reuben Peraro, saxophone, clarinet
Don Plowman, drums
Larry Piasoli, trumpet
Dave Rincon, trumpet (David Rincon. David G. Rincon)
Erasmo Rivera, saxophone, clarinet
Joe Slobodzien, drums
Jay Snell, saxophone, clarinet
Charlie Sweet, trumpet (Charles Sweet)
Lyn Sylfest, vocalist
Bill Teuber, piano (William Teuber)
Dale Vanderpool, drums
Andy Vermiglio, drums
Kent Watson, piano
Dave Whitaker, drums (David Whitaker)
Louis White, clarinet, saxophone, flute (Looney White)
Craig Wichert, tuba, bass
Ralph Williams, saxophone, flute
Paul Wynkoop, trombone
Mike Zaloba, saxophone, flute, clarinet (Michael Zaloba)

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A response to Lee Hudson's illiterate threat

It had to happen, eventually: Lee Hudson has found NavyLyres.

Milton Leander Hudson (a wussified name if ever there was one) is my archenemy, a whining, drawling, dimwitted former first class pussy-officer who made life at Navy Band Newport a living hell. It's been more than twenty years since this waste of human flesh polluted the air of my everyday life, yet not a day goes by that I don't thank Providence that my life is now Lee-free.

Despite the primitive nature of his fly-speck brain, Hudson's idiocy is not complete--somehow, he has convinced a grownup to show him how to turn on a computer; yesterday he posted a comment in the Navy Lyres Guestbook. Reading between the illiterate lines of his commentary, it's clear that he is a) attempting to insult me and b) trying to be funny.

He fails at both, of course. We're talking about a bozo who could march (sort of) or play the tuba (sort of), but not both at the same time. When it comes to barbed humor, you, Mr. Hudson, are no Don Rickles.

Trading insults with a lamebrain like Lee Hudson is like playing "Go Fish" with a five-year-old; you have to shut off four-fifths of your mind, or the boredom will drive you insane. Nevertheless, because Hud-bucket's message deserves response, I reprint it here:

Frank, leave it up to you to have the cheapest, dirtiest, asslickin' blog site anywhere. You aint seen nuttin' yet - just wait 'til June at the reunion when I zap you with the howitzer - man, is it gonna hurt. Couldn't think of a more deserving recipient. Anyway, nice to talk to you, you worthless, incompetent, derelect of society. Lee hudson sends these beautiful words of salutation!!

Firstly, one notes the general low level of literacy. Halfwit Hudson litters the landscape with apostrophes in a fruitless attempt to portray himself as a growlin', hep-talkin' he-man. These gratuitous punctuation marks come to roost everywhere except where they belong ("aint" would be grateful for an apostrophe, I'm sure). Nor do they hand out Navy Achievement Medals for the sort of spelling we see here ("derelect" I can understand; the uncapitalized "hudson," however, mystifies me. Despite his inferior intellect and limited human potential, you'd think he could spell his own name correctly.)

(I feel compelled to add that, the last I knew of Hyuck-Hyuck Hudson, he was completing a Ph.D in, I seem to recall, education. You may supply your own punch-line here.)

Now to specifics. The first line is a Hudsonesque attempt at cutting humor. He has strung together adjectives in hope that they will add up to something. They don't. Sinking to the vulgar ("asslickin'") is the sign, we were taught in second grade, of someone who has nothing to say.

It is the second sentence that worries me. "Wait 'til June at the reunion," he says. No matter how I parse this sentence--and I have spent a half-hour poring over it, failing to find any possible benevolent interpretation--I can only conclude that Crudson is threatening to attend the next reunion of the Navy Musicians Association.

I understand that the NMA serves to "bring together, through annual reunions, past and present members of navy bands"; I always assumed, however that the word "members" referred to human beings. Have I assumed too much? I publicly warn all members of the NMA, here and now, of the slippery slope we embark upon if we open the reunion doors to members of the subhuman Hudsonic species. As Senator Rick Santorum has so presciently warned in another context, "What's next? Man on dog?"

It is when Ha-ha-Hudson threatens to "zap [me] with the howitzer" that it becomes obvious that he is the same braggart of a blowhard I once knew.

The reference to "the howitzer" harks back to the Rubber Band Wars of the 1980s, an era during which opposing gangs roamed the passageways of Navy Band Newport. My gang, "The Showband," ruled forcibly and eternally over Leenie-weenie Hudson's "Admin Wimps," despite his use of "the Howitzer," a large rubber band used by the intra-base Guard Mail courier to secure large bundles of mail. This threat scares me as much now as it did then; that is, ho hum, nitey-night.

I will now conclude by addressing Librium Hudson, Commandant of the Moron Corps, directly:

Attend the next NMA reunion at your own peril, you rank, wet piece of twaddle. There is no howitzer powerful enough to protect you from the destruction that awaits you.

You threaten me? You and what army? While I am perfectly capable of, and willing to, humiliate you singlehandedly, be warned that every annual NMA reunion attracts an increasingly large contingent of Navy Band Newport members. If war-drums begin beating and they are forced to pick sides, to whom do you think they will pledge their loyalty?

Think about this hard, pea-brain. Recall the loneliness and defeat you suffered when you could barely rely on the support of the phone watch and duty bugler, while I commanded legions who were only too willing to join my cause at the drop of a ball cap.

Salutations to you too, buddy,

Frank

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