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About The daily Nebraskan. ([Lincoln, Neb.) 1901-current | View Entire Issue (Oct. 7, 1987)
Arts & Entertainment Precautionz to play benefit dance Friday By Micki Haller Staff Reporter A dance benefitting 43 human service agencies will be in the Ne braska Union’s Grand Ballroom this Friday. The Precautionz, a local cover band, will play at the All-Uni versity Dance for Health and Human Services. The dance begins at 10p.m. and lasts until 12:30 a.m. Joelle Fallick, coordinator for the dance, said the proceeds from the dance will go to United Way, which supports 27 agencies in Lincoln and Lancaster County; the Combined Health Agencies Drive, which sup ports 12 Nebraska health agencies; and the Community Services Fund, which supports 4 agencies in Lincoln and Lancaster County. Fallick’s supervisor, Brenda McMahon, said the group printed 8,200 tickets — enough for all on campus residents. McMahon said she only expects 400 to 500 people at the dance, but she hopes people buy tickets just in order to donate. “We’re an optimistic group,” she said. McMahon said they started plan ning for the event in mid-September. The fund-raising event is the idea of Bryan Robertson, a UNL graduate and a volunteer with United Way, she said. Touche Ross, an accounting firm in Lincoln, loaned Robertson to the United Way for six weeks, McMahon said. At the end of six weeks, Robertson went back to his regular job, and “we kind of took over the process,” she said, “We’ve learned a lot since then,” McMahon said. Both McMahon and Fallick would like to see the dance become an an nual event, they said, but McMahon said there would have to be more planning in the future. McMahon said this year’s lack of planning may not make the event as smooth as she would like, but “if we can get the room full, we’ll be happy.” McMahon plans on spending $860 for the band, advertising and the ball room, but none of this money will come from the proceeds, she said. Instead, the money comes from a special sponsors’ fund that is specifi cally earmarked for fund-raising expenses, she said. McMahon said the Harper Schramm-Smith residence halls “saved the day” by agreeing to co sponsor the dance. Otherwise, the organization would not have been able to use the ballroom, she said. Although the residence halls will not receive money from the dance, McMahon said HSS would get to decide which organizations would get the funds from the dance. Tickets, which cost $3, are avail able at the Nebraska Union informa tion desk, residence halls and from sorority and fraternity social chairs, Fallick said. Low ticket sales cancel show Sweet Honey in the Rock, a gospel style socially motivated singing group that was scheduled for Kimball Hall Saturday night, has canceled the show because of low ticket sales, said event organizer Donna Polk. Polk, who is director of the coun seling center at the multi-cultural center, said only 260 tickets were sold for the concert. “We don t really have an explana tion,” Polk said, “other than the fact that people are not aware of them. They are well known nationally and internationally.” Polk said she probably will look for corporate or foundation support be fore attempting future endeavors of this sort Phillips ’ ‘Husker Reggae ’ beats traditional fight song By Bill Allen ---—, Senior Editor It’s the time of year when young minds turn to football, and in Nebraska that means Comhusker football. And, as with any American tra dition, American merchandising follows close behind. Now, along with Big Red sweat shirts, musical hats and the ever popular Big Red fake brick, the Paul Phillips Show offers “Husker Reggae,” a reggae song about Big Red. Record Review “Husker Reggae” is a song about Nebraska women being the fairest, Nebraska men being the squarest and Big Red football being the best there is. For some reason, you get the feeling the song will go over fairly well with Nebraskans. The 2:21-minute song has a definite reggae beat—a somewhat generic reggae beat — which kind of lopes along behind Phillips’ lyrics. It’s a pleasant, entertaining song that Phillips hopes will appeal to the offbeat tastes in everyone— even the single-minded worship of the hard-core Big Red fan. The song has been played on several local radio stations, first on , KLDZ, and including KFRX and Omaha’s KGOR. /umougn rnimps wrote me song, he said, Bobby Curious played bass on the tape and “added some additional lyrics and creati v ity.” Phillips said the song devel oped almost in retaliation to play ing the Nebraska fight song too many times. He plays Thursday nights in the Brass Rail’s beer gar den, and before games people would invariably ask to hear the fight song, he said. “I must have played the fight song about 30 times,” he said. “I did the country version, the rock version, then one night I said how about some reggae.” The crowd liked the ad-lib reg gae, he said, and eventually he worked it into a song. “It’s a sort of novelty,” Phillips said. “You certainly don’t expect to hear reggae associated with Nebraska.” But the Paul Phillips Show does more than just one song. Also on this tape is a song called “Going Out,” which Phillips said is more representative of what he usually does. The song is fairly country influ enced, a sort of honky tonk be-bop sound, and very easy listening. It is the kind of song that goes over well to a KHAT type audience, and in bars and Holiday Inn lounges across America. That’s not meant as an insult, although those people i - . - - i i i in r Dave Hansen, Dally Nebraskan Paul Phillips interested in punk/thrash/hardcore or whatever you call it might take it that way. Phillips has a strong, controlled voice that sounds well on “Going 0»ut,” and a number of cover songs along the lines of Jimmy Buffett, James Taylor, Gordon Lightfoot and other easy-listening greats. Phillips docs a good job of en tertaining a crowd with his voice and guitar, and is thinking of put ting together a tape of some of his other songs. Phillips is selling the two-song “Husker Reggae” tapes, where he can, for $3. “I can’t sell them on campus,” he said, ‘‘and getting onto the market area around the stadium on game days is hard.” The tape is available at both Dirt Cheap and Pickles record stores. Phillips is still available in the Brass Rail beer garden on Thurs day nights. He said he is talking to management at Oscar’s about pos sibly playing there once it gets too cold for the beer garden. He has opened in Lincoln for several national acts, including Dave Mason, Pure Prairie League, B.T.O. and the Romantics. New moviefunny but fails to entertain By Charles Lieurance Senior Editor “l ike Father, Like Son,” the new est mindless “soma” from Hollywood Hills, is sort of across between Carlos Castenada and a “Bewitched” epi Movie Review sode. One keeps expecting one of the two lead characters— Dudley Moore as Dr. Jack Hammond, or Kirk Cameron as his son, Chris — to yell out “Calling Dr. Bombay!’’ at any moment Not that there isn’t entertainment to be had here. A big budget and two competent stars manage to keep the little “Freaky Friday” plot excruciat ing enough that sitting through this with a cynical straight face, the de sired reaction, is impossible. The basic plot is simply Moore and Cameron accidentally switch bodies thanks to an old Indian potion. For the lack of coherent thought that went into this movie, it’s too bad it held my attention long enough to Suell my initial desire to leave the icater an hour and 15 minutes early. But it did. That’s to someone’s credit, but I’m not sure whose. Let’s see, could it be that the direc tor did his job. That’d be a “no” — unless you consider adequate direc tion as having your characters mug it up like trained apes. The guy belongs in the zany world of sitcoms. Could it be that Moore and Cameron are superior actors? Doubt ful. Moore is really only good at playing drunk, brow-beaten yuppies and, until he and his on-screen son exchange their lack of personalities, it seemed as if we were going to have to watch him “act.” Thank God that wasn’t necessary. Sure enough, once Cameron and Moore do the big trade, Moore spends the movie tripping over his own feet and doing somer saults over the furniture. Cameron is the only one saddled with the enormous responsibility of “acting” and the movie basically belongs to him. His change from a strangely outcast high schooler (strange because his father is rich, he mousses his hair and dresses like a GQ doll) to high school sophisticate with his father^ lunar IQ is hilarious. The writer? He should have the keys of his typewriter individually replaced by killer leeches from hell. As he writes he is gradually drained of his precious fluids. I thought of other tortures while I watched this mess of a screenplay being transformed into valuable film stock, going lickely splitonto the take-up reel. Videotape for episodes of “Perfect Strangers” is far cheaper and that is where this screenplay belonged — in all its semi-plagiarized glory. A few tolerable moments simply do not make up for all the vacuous ness in “Like Father, Like Son.” If there was a cheap joke, cheap moral ism or cheap sight-gag that this plot even brought to mind, the filmmakers used it, indiscriminately. This is where the thin line between nutty escapism and broad-sidc-of-a-bam inanity break down. Now you know. Thank the filmmakers, not me.
