The Sound of The Golden Hurricane Marching Band

The Sound of the Golden Hurricane is the school marching band for the University of Tulsa, based in Tulsa, Oklahoma. The band has been under the direction of Dr. Kenneth G. Grass, M.M.Ed. for a number of years, though is currently under the direction of SSgt. Tad Clark. It specializes in a style of music similar to that of drum corps.

The band performs at every home game for the Golden Hurricane football team in Chapman Stadium, as well as selected away games and bowl appearances. The band also performs at many men's and women's basketball games at the University of Tulsa's Reynolds Center. The band has appeared on several Tulsa news stations and ESPN broadcasts of TU football games. The band has performed at several bowl games, including the GMAC Bowl, Harvest Bowl, Liberty Bowl, and the inaugural Armed Forces Bowl. The band's most recent showcase appearance was at Notre Dame Stadium for the Golden Hurricane's first ever game against the Notre Dame Fighting Irish. The Sound of the Golden Hurricane helped its team to victory.

The Sound of the Golden Hurricane is officially considered a part of the TU curriculum: students may earn academic credit for marching in the band, though this is not mandatory for participation. During the fall and spring semesters the band also performs a number of public and private concerts.

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