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I had just finished writing Babybears Meet The Band, another story in rhyme, and for a change decided to do something crazy in the style of Dr. Seuss. During my 30 years or more as a band director, I’d seen a few students or other nefarious characters do great damage to our band instruments, and on occasion bashed them over someone’s head. I thought this might be an interesting subject for a story. One particular incident came to mind: As school was about to begin, a mother and her daughter came into my bandroom with the girl’s school French horn in tow, or what was left of it. The daughter had vented an unbridled rage at her father by smashing the expensive professional horn against her bedroom wall. I never asked the mother what happened to the wall. With similar episodes filed in my memory bank, I felt well equipped to author Band Busters, a story in rhyme.