Flaming Lips to heat up Duffy’s Wednesday
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Lincoln’s weekend play at Oscar’s,
800 O St., Saturday night.
Almost 10 years old, the band has
gone through many internal changes.
According to one of the lead sing
ers, Steve Spurgeon, The Confiden
tials is a better band now than it was
a year ago.
The band had to replace seven
members.
“The band is a lot mere profes
sional -- it’s a lot better,” he said.
“That’s not to say the other guys
aren’t good,” he said.
One of the advantages of this band
is the camaraderie, Spurgeon said.
“Everyone gets along - every
one’s serious about the music,” he
said.
Straying a little from the cover
scene that they were famous for in the
past, The Confidentials now play a lot
more ska, reggae and old soul.
/We still do a lot of covers, but
we re starting to incorporate origi
nals,” Spurgeon said.
Dispelling any challenges to the
band’s talent, Spurgeon says the
speculation is a lie.
Courtesy of Restless Records
The Flaming Lips
“We’re not the best band, but
we’re good,’’ he said.
“There’s not a band in the state
that rocks the house like we do,’’ he
said.
The Confidentials will start
rockin’ at 9 p.m. The cover is $3.
As the old saying goes, when it
rains, it pours. Although Omaha has
attracted such national bands as Vio
lent Femmes at Peony Park, Wednes
day and R.E.M. at the Civic Audito
rium, Friday -- Lincoln is bringing
fame to Duffy’s, 14120 St., Wednes
day night in the form of the Flaming
Lips.
Described by critics and even
themselves as weird, the six-year-old
trio brings its haunting sounds from
its home in Norman, Okla.
Show time is 9 p.m. The opening
bands have yet to be announced.
‘The Burbs’: A pseudo-horror
Shut Up and Watch the Movie is
written by Lisa Donovan, a junior
news-editorial major and William
Rudolph, a sophomore English ma
jor.
William Rudolph: It’s a good
thing I wasn’t eating Sugar Babies, or
“The Burbs” would have made me
spray the theater floor with them.
Lisa Donovan: It was probably the
biggest waste of two hours, William,
but I would never give this pseudo
horror flick the pleasure of regurgita
tion. It hurts just talking about it,
again.
WR: I know how close you came
to walking out, Lisa, and I’m so glad
you stayed with me. I couldn’t have
faced “The Burbs” alone. I thought
when you got up to blow your nose
you were leaving for good, but you
came back. It must be dedication to
your job.
LD: Hell no! I hadn’t finished my
buttered popcorn. Anyway I can’t
believe that with a cast comprised of
the talents of Bruce Dem, Tom Hanks
and good old Princess Leia, I mean
Carrie Fisher, and, of course, Brother
Theodore that the movie turned out
that bad.
WR: Brother who? Didn’t I see
him on “Magnum P.I.” once? Oh,
you mean the guy who played one of
the Klopecks, the one with the
twisted face. You hit it right on the
head, Lisa. “The Burbs” just goes to
show you that a great cast doesn’t
always make up for a stupid script.
LD: No, not “Magnum P.I.,”
William, it was Uie Johnny Carson
show. I thought there were some
funny parts, which, I suppose, could
be attributed to my lack of sleep.
Such scenes included a scene where
the neighbors first get a view of one of
the new kids on the block. Their reac
tions are enhanced by great close-up
camera shots, which includes a close
up shot of the neighborhood poodle.
It was so ridiculous, it was fi’nny.
WR: The camera work was great.
But in order to explain it, I’ll have to
give a plot summary. OK, deep
breath. “The Burbs” is all about
Greg Peterson (Hanks), a nice harm
less guy who lives in the suburbs with
his wife (Fisher). Suddenly, he and
his neighbors decide that the new
family next door, the Klopecks, are
an evil crew up to something eerie.
LD: The show takes a turn from a
slapstick version of “Neighbors,” to
a “Police Academy” version of
“Nightmare on Elm Street.” We
discover this in the scene where one
of the recluse neighbors steps out to
get the morning paper. He is no Bea
ver Cleaver, but an emaciated teen
who needs some sun. That was a
pretty funny scene, eh, William?
WR: Everyone stops in their
tracks: Bruce Dern, the arms dealer
next door, Wendy Schaal, his
bleached blonde wife, and Art, the
sloppy piece of sludge who’s
dreamed up the entire conspiracy,
plus one of the neighbor’s poodle.
That was a classic shot. Anyway, it’s
not long before Hanks and friends
deduce that the Klopecks have mur
dered poor old Walter next door.
What will they do? Will they form a
commando squad and fight to save
their manicured lawns before the
movie deteriorates into not funny
jokes and a bad message?
LD: A very predictable movie that
tries to be everything, but ends up
accomplishing nothing. The charac
ters were great, but we never get to
know any of them — there’s no sub
plots. This puppy needed some help.
Speaking of puppies, I’m glad they
used a poodle. Those are by far the
worst species alive. I’m not in any
way advocating Dern’s threat on the
dog’s life for pooping in his yard, but
a little poodle-ribbing never hurt
anyone.
WR: Speaking of dogs, let me talk
about Corey Feldman, the perennial
snotty teen. Did we mention he was in
here? Of course he is. He’s in every
movie. Maybe the reason we forgot
about him at first is because he (gasp)
is starring without Corey Haim for a
change. Or maybe because he’s so
forgettable in this flick. All Feldman
does in this stinker is stride around
with greasy hair and say, “Hey,
Dude,” in his fake-throaty voice.
LD: Now, Brother Theodore is an
other story, in fact he should have
been casted in another story. But he
wasn’t. So let’s talk about it — be
cause he almost saves the “The
Burbs.” In a scene where the neigh
bors go and visit the nocturnal new
comers, Bro Theo’s brilliant and trite
stinker,
WR: In 10 words or less, “The
Burbs” was very lame. Nothing
worked, not really. The cast should
hang their heads in shame. Joe Dante
should go back to directing things
like “The Howling.” I’m going to try
to forget I paid money to see this.
LD: Next time I’ll wear a watch so
I don’t have to look at yours.
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