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Daily Ncbrsskan Wednesday, October 19, 1983 A rl (9 n i -J ! I it I I Waufeesses m wEueells ciMtob Me emdswdI Pago 8 li II . - 1 i I I i 1 ! I I I I I I By Stew Llsnusoa After the concert Sunday night, three members of the rock group The Waitresses granted an interview in a ladies lounge in the Nebraska Union. Lead singer Patty Donahue, guita rist Jimmy Rideo, and saxophonist Donnie Davis all stretched out on the couches in the lounge as they talked about life on the road. "People are surprised when we drive up in a broken-down van. They expect to see us fly in on a jet or something," Donahue said. Touring is probably much easier when a large record company helps pay expenses, band members agreed. The band played to a receptive audience of approximately 500. After Lincoln, the band left for Denver and a string of gigs in California. They had been opening for Oingo Boingo and The Gang of Four but recently started touring on their own. "It's pretty grueling," Donahue said. Currently the band averages five appearances per week. For a while, life on the road became too much for Donahue, who left the group last spring for what she called a "vacation." Rumors of a split in the band and a search for a replacement for Donahue were reported in several trade publications. Eventually, the band reformed with only drummer Billy Fica and Donahue remaining in the group. Davis, IUdao, and base player John GrindstafT were added to the band. Donahue said the band has settled down and Is happy with life on the road now, while working cn a new single. The band's popularity was evi denced by the enthusiastic response they received Saturday night Several members of the audience chanted "Square Pegs," referring to the now defunct television sit-com, for which The Waitresses wrote a theme song. The band members said they were surprised by the song's popularity. They said they also were surprised when they were first asked to write it for the show. "We were asked to appear on the show to sing 1 Know What Boys Like' and they said 'As long as you're here, why dont you write us a theme song?' "So we added some lyrics to a song we'd been writing, recorded it and then we just sort of forgot about the song," Donahue said. The band members weren't aware of the popularity of the song and it prob ably will be added to their act before they reach California, Donahue said. ) ;. y ft 7 W 'I ) ! t fx Stiff photo by Dan Kuhns Television Blake Edwards is probably best known as the man who brought Inspector Clouseau to the screen, and then refused to let him leave. Although his "Pink Panther" films often lapse into foolishness, Ed wards' "S.O.B." is an example of satiric comedy at its best. The plot revolves around a producer who must "sex up" his latest musical in order to make it more commercial William Holden (in his final role), Julie Andrews and Loretta Swit star. The movie airs tonight at 8 p.m. on channels 6 and 10. "Hitler's Number One Enemy. Buried Alive," examines the life and mysterious disappearance of Raoul Wallenberg, a Swedish diplomat who is cre dited with saving more than 100,000 Hungarian Jews from Hitler's concentration camp. Many specu late that Wallenberg is still alive and under custody in the Soviet Union. The documentary airs tonight at 7 on channel 12. n&dio KZUM (89.5 FM), 10:30 p.m. "Aural Delights," a weekly offering featuring progressive music, will present a special program of remakes of old songs by new wave and new music artists. Among the interpreters are Elvis Costello, X, The Clash and REM. Homecoming . Here's your big chance to catch a rising star, as it were. UPCs Walpurgisnacht Committee and the Chicano Special Events Committee are sponsoring a talent show at 8 p.m. in the Nebraska Union. Among the performers are Dave Petty, Pete Hill, Anna Burke, Beth Hold, William Tate, Rosiland Moore, Tim Geist, Lynn Riley, Rendezvous and Cor rine Brown. At the Sheldon The classic Alfred Hitchcock film "Strangers cn a Train," starring Robert Walker and Farley Granger, will be screened today at 1 p.m., 7 p.m. and 9 p.m. This 1951 thriller is classic Hitchcock, which means classic cinema. It is being shown for a film studies class; however, the general public can get in for a small donation. : - AronndToTTn Two of the hottest local bands in town, The Jettsons and The Kids, will bring their unique brands of rock 'n' roll to the Drumstick, 547 N. 4th St., tonight. Cover charge to see these two fine groups i3 $2. Over at the Zoo, 136 N. 14th St, it's traditional bluegrass music with the Sandy Creek Pickers. Admission to this hoedown is $1. Patty Donahue cf The Waitresses. 'Every child an artist for some, life sentence Dont be an artist Take my advice. Be a CPA or a cab driver or a brain surgeon or a laborer. AnyCilnj but an artist' The insidious scheme to gat myself involved with thi3 horrendous vocation began in the first grade, when it was discovered I could draw a boat that appeared to sit in the water, rather than on drop of it A minor feat, to be sure, but enough cf an accomp lishment to become the target of a conniving plot, the class artist" At first, the requests of my grade school peers (k - Billy ) t ; -Shaffer Mind machine stirs up a 'Brainstorm' ByJeHWillcox What if you were to invent a machine that records sights, sounds, thoughts, sensations, dreams and nightmares? But wait! The amazing thing about this machine is that you can transfer those personal experiences from one person's mind to that of another: a roller coaster ride, hang gliding, surfing, even sex. But wait! Not only do you see those things, you feel, smell, hear, touch and experience them. But wait! What if the military were trying to take your machine and use it to their advantage? What if you were to record a person's death and be able to experience death without dying? Sounds pretty freaky, huh? Well, "Brainstorm" is a pretty freaky movie dealing with such a machine. Dr. Lillian Reynolds (Louise Fletcher) and her assistant, Dr. Michael Brace (Christopher Walken), have just had a breakthrough with their machine that enables a person to be transported into some one else's mind. Continued cn Pcs 9 7T-T f 9 ' A 4 I- f t 1 t ( 17t-ll2 yzlz It in a ccens Zrzn Atov i tv. . mtim seemed reasonable, and perhaps even flattering. ; "Billy, we need a Snoopy for the bulletin board and you know I cant draw a lick." "Sure, coming right up." From bulletin boards, the plot thickened to invita tions, carnival posters, program covers, even sketches cf jet engines on blackboards. In junior high, feeding on my typical teenage inse curities, the demands heightened, the praise flowed and I was getting hooked. "Bill, we need a John Lennon on our student council banner and you know I qouldnt draw a straight line if I had to." "Sure, coming right up." By high school, matters had escalated to the point where demands had begun to outweigh the ego fix I was getting. Designing homecoming floats, running the art club, fine arts festivals, public demonstra tions, and for the first time, the realization that not everything that one created would be critically acclaimed. " By 12th grade, I got little wrinkles from squinting so much, and little ulcers as welL In college, the balloon burst The classes were -composed entirely of other "class artists." Competi tion, critics and cranky professors combined to start the hairline receding and the ulcer bleeding. At no time in the younger years are we ever pre pared for this. Granted, competition exists in every job field, but for young artists it seems that emotions not the intellect are played upon and tam pered with. . . To some it's like getting set up and shot down. Fortunately, we have several years of never knowing if we are good enough to make the grade. Last year, I gave a presentation and drawing class to second and third-grades at McPhee Elementary School. During the drawing session, several stu dents went up to one little girl saying "Could you draw a Garfield on my paper for me? You know I cant draw worth beana." "Sure," she said, "coming ri-ht up." Dont be an artLt