University of Toronto Engineering Society - Skule Yearbook (Toronto, Ontario Canada)

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Skule’s answer to the New York Philharmonic got the year off to a real swingin’ start, the momentum of which has only just recently slowed clown. The first football game, at night, as I remember, was like old home week for most of the members, and brought forth winsome tears of memory upon first hearing the old “sound”. The old favour- ites drowned out the enfeebled efforts of the Blue and White band. The first of the “Last Posts” was sounded at 8 :00 of the first quarter and were intermit- tently heard throiighout the game. The next game, as some remember, took place under the oppressive and watchful eye of the University Police. As (cen- sored by LCBO) was prohibited it was smuggled in a most in- genious device. For the first time in history the L.G.M.B. made the trip to that famed Eastern playground, Montreal. There the L.G.M.B. established the fact that the Montreal police cannot be pushed around as readily as the Toronto police. Yet another precedent was set when the glorious group in- creased the cultural status of the C.B.C. a thousand fold by mak- ing its appearance on the radio programme “Town and Gown”. Undoubtedly the highlight of the fall cultural season was the appearance of the L.G.M.B. at the Bohemian Embassy, a local establishment devoted to the de- velopment of the arts in Toronto. In addition to the usual football stand oompah, the band favoured the thunderstruck patrons with a Pete Seeger folktune and beat poetry. In a successful attempt to beef up the programme, the leader exhumed old arrange- ments of “Lili Marlene” and “Look Sharp”. These were the best received numbers, by both the musicians and the audience alike. Yet another precedent had been set here by the appearance of a first rate violinist, who played masterfully several diffi- cult and intricate solos. The band made what is hoped will be an annual tour of the campus coffee shops advertising Skule Nite, beginning with the Arbor Room and finishing at the Wallace Room. A brief but effective appear- ance at the Cannon Ball, electri- fied the audience and left them greatly impressed. (Sticks and stones will . . .) The Band’s darkroom at the At Home was filled with fun lov- ing people who did not come more than 80% lubricated: Ernie Philp. the happy bass drummer held forth with his baritone uke, blithely ignoring requests to play “Falling Out the Window”. The party finally dis- solved at 12 noon Saturday. The Band had been accepted so well at the Bohemian Em- bassy that the owner enthusiasti- cally asked us back for a return engagement. This time the Minister of Cultural Develop- ment resolved to inject some “haute couture” into the hereto- fore rowdy programme. Conse- quently an arraiigement of Beethoven’s 5th Symphony was dug up. And yet still another precedent was set when the members enthusiastically turned out to rehearse this classic, in order to do it justice. The con- cert itself was a walloping suc- cess, and was attended by many stout-hearted S k u 1 e m e n, and their dates. The opening choruses of “Godiva” brought forth tears of patriotism from the partisan audience. The leader was so overcome with the following rendition of “Lili Marlene” that a brief delay oc- curred before the programme con- tinued, to the Saints. He was looking for a stiff bracer. The Saints was highlighted by ' olos from ex-leader Coggins, and Barry Smith on trombone and our star violinist, Alfred Aho ground out a solo which was actually applauded. Ernie Philp displayed his usual mastery of his instrument. The programme continued with the old favourites of “Col Bogey” and “This Old Man”, and was further high- lighted by the recital of poetry and folk music. The playing of Bec ' thoven’s 5th Symphony which some members played in C Minor and others played in C sharp Minor. This whole performance was taped for posterity and now resides in the L.G.M.B. Archives. During the past year many traditions have been started and must be continued in order to bring greater gloiry to Skule. 19

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. In Retrospect It’s about this time of the year that one can sit back and reflect on the past achievements of our g lorious Skule year. The atmos- phere is inviting-, the mood is mellow for contemplative medita- tion. With one’s feet propped against the fire-dogs, wreaths of smoke curling against the ceiling of the oak-panelled room, sinking luxuriously into a leather chair, one becomes absorbed in thought . . . deeper . . . and deeper . . . and . . . deeper . . . (Ed: The dictation of this article has been interrupted by the author’s snor- ing.) Broug- ' ht back to reality, sitting here with a can of D.D.T., idly obliterating the remnant of the insect world that managed to survive the winter inside my cell, I feel moved to utter the follow- ing profound remarks : 1. The Skuie Dinner was the Skule Dinner. 2. The Cannonball was a BASH. 3. Skule-Nite was AGAIN the best production on campus. 4. The At Home was a STONE (see pix) . 5. The Grad Ball was the best ever. (Ed: See special write- up.) She was only a fireman ' s daughter, but . . . The float parade is another exam.ple of Skule ingenuity on campus. The program for build- ing these gargantuan displays in- variably is launched with fun- fare and celebrations, then bogs down during the night, with the result that several lusty Skule- men (with aid of medical beetles) are slaving over a half com- pleted float at 8 : 45 a.m. Third Best ? ?

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Produier For those whose taste leans towards girls in the flesh (and a boy), there was “Tarzan and the Leopard Women” or “When Jane’s away Tarzan will play”. The moral of this Darwinian tale proved to be : One good ape deserves another or an ape in the hand is w ' orth two in the bush. Try as our hero would, justice would not falter and all ended well. The “Night-Lecture Course” was a superb example of the ability of the engineer to explain a scientific experiment in lay- men’s language. “After the party’s over” dealt with the loves and fears and loves, and loves ... of a co-ed. This bit, showing what goes on (or comes off) after the fellow has got his date loaded, or vice versa, opened the second act with a “Help !” (also overheard at one of those famous Skule Nite parties) . This year one hundred and fourteen keen-type engineering enthusiasts (forty-five femmes fatales), under the expert guid- ance of Producer, Gary Young, and Director-Actor, Bil l Taras, got together to bring to the Hart House stage a show that could not be equalled in excellence. It is rumoured that the laughter is still echoing in the corners of that theatre. The show was sprinkled with a variety of spicy tidbits and garnished with a dash or two of sex. Director — Actor? SKULE barber knows 20