Oklahoma State University Cowboy Marching Band

Oklahoma State University Cowboy Marching Band

The Cowboy Marching Band is the marching band of Oklahoma State University.

Read more about Oklahoma State University Cowboy Marching Band:  History, Directors Since 1981

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    During the cattle drives, Texas cowboy music came into national significance. Its practical purpose is well known—it was used primarily to keep the herds quiet at night, for often a ballad sung loudly and continuously enough might prevent a stampede. However, the cowboy also sang because he liked to sing.... In this music of the range and trail is “the grayness of the prairies, the mournful minor note of a Texas norther, and a rhythm that fits the gait of the cowboy’s pony.”
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