I wish I did.
They got going sometimes and sounded like Spike Jones. They all sang and Dad had the dangedest array of "stuff" you ever saw. He had clickers (aka crickets) several whistles, wood blocks, a kid's toy xylophone, a rack of water pipes cut to different lengths, some rubber bulb horns, bicycle bells, you name it. If you could get a noise out of it, Dad would try to include it....., and that "tubba" thrumming away making music.