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October 16,1991
University News
Entertainment
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MCA Sounds Off New CD's
For Better Or For Worse
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Straitjacket Fits, Dexy’s Midnight
Runners, Dayglo Abortions—these are
all names we could always count on.
But my theory that a good, wacked-out
name implies good, wacked-out tunes
has failed.
The name, “Michael Learns to
Rock” smacks of fun and excitement in
non-stop merry-go-round proportions,
but the band behind the name sounds as
though they just need a good smack.
Their self-titled debut album might pro-
duce a one-hit-wonder effect, but don’t
LITTLE MAGNETS VERSUS THE
BUBBLE OF BABBLE...
suggest it for dateless Saturday nights
when all you really want to do is a mud
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expect a world tour, or even a chance for
Michael to venture very far past their
native Denmark. Which reminds me of
one of those trivial facts that I should be
embarrassed to know: Roxette is from
Sweden and A-ha was from Norway.
Whence comes the connection between
teeny-bopper music and Scandinavian
countries? Is it too much cold air? Have
they been partaking of the yellow snow?
Don’t let the name fool you, and
don’t be surprised if your little sister
plays this album at her next slumber
party.
Turns Carrollton Into Little Italy
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of the above.
Little Magnets begins with “(I Just
Wanna) B With U,” a cute and catchy
love-jingle that is receiving too much
airplay and will therefore merit
Transvision the honor of the newest
Edge darlings.
Most of the rest of the album is a
series of entertaining retro-trash songs,
saturated with a very 60’s influence. •
“Pressure Times” sounds almost like a
sampling of an old Dave Clark Five
hit. The cover of Bob Dylan’s classic
“Crawl Out Your Window” lacks the
bite of Dylan’s gruff devil-may-care
voice, as our vampish femme fatale’s
pseudo-sultriness doesn’t quite cut it.
But the song receiving the Groovy
Award is “Twangy Wig-Out.” Hear-
ing this is like burning sandalwood
incense and listening to the Turtles —
no, better yet, Tommy James and the
Shondells. It’s like “Crimson and
Clover” all over again but with a 90’s
faux-conscience—"Hesays ‘Artis the
mind set free’/ She says ‘Then I don’t
know any real artists/ so get down’
baby and be my twangy wig-out.”
Here and there, Transvision Vamp
tries the “I’m hurt” attitude on us, but
you can’t take it seriously.
For example, in “Back On My
Knees,” we hear more clingy, co-
dependent whining and begin to won-
der if we should feel sorry for Miss
Vamp, but, too late; it’s already the
end of the album.
Little Magnets has a good feel to it,
by Kate Ewing
MICHAEL LEARNS TO ROCK
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by Neil Miggins
It’s hard to believe that it’s been a year since some of us trekked down Via
Argelato to grap a bite of pizza and/or calzone at Pizza Rustica in dear old Vitinia,
Roma. And upon returning from Rome, I have been “jonesing” for that same old
taste of Italy- be it a thin-crust pizza, a heavily spiced chicken, or some imitation
gelati. Well, I have found a place that does a pretty good job, and all of us Rome-
sick students and faculty owe it to ourselves to discriminate when it comes to
Italian food. Joe’s Pizza in Carrollton, Texas, is that very place to do so.
Now that sounds kind of hum-drum — a place called Joe’s in a suburb like
Carrollton. Where in the world is Carrollton? I’ll begin by saying that Carrollton
is smack dab in the middle of Rev. Robert Tilton’s territory. You know, that
charasmatic preacher you see on Sunday mornings talking about how Jesus will
bring you prosperity as you will bring to him if you send a $1,000 donation
quickly to his “Word of Faith” church. Carrollton is about a 15-minute drive up
35 North, and you will see the great temple on your right as you pass 635. Keep
on 35 North for about 5 more miles (the drive is really not that long, sans traffic)
exit and turn right on Trinity Mills. Go down Trinity Mills for about 3 miles, take
a left on Josey for about 1 mile and Joe’s is in the K-Mart and Skaggs shopping
center on the right-hand side of the street before you reach Frankford Street.
Now about Joe’s and Joe himself. It may look like your everyday strip
shopping center but once you enter Joe’s Pizza, Pasta and Subs, you will notice
the sights and typical smells of a cozy Italian eatery. Joe Lusha is the balding man
in his 40’s behind the counter who either tosses pizza dough or prepares a hot
submarine while chatting with all the regular customers who stroll in. It’s a family
run business, and Joe’s daughters are both on hand while his brother-in-law
makes deliveries. Joe is a native of Cassino, Italy who speaks good English and
who knows a good Italian food product when he sees one. He orders only the best
food, from Lisanti Products, which also caters to the likes of Sbarro Pizza across
the U.S. And he manages to put out a full menu at very reasonable prices.
The menu includes hand-tossed Neapolitan pizza, Joe’s special pizza, and
deep dish Sicilian pizza with all the major ingredients. The crust on the special
and Neapolitan pizza is the great New York thin-style crust, and the sauce is
superb. Entrees are veal or chicken parmigiana which come with bread and a side
of spaghetti. There are four hot and six cold submarines to choose from, including 1116 mal11113111115 Reggae shindig could turn into one really ugly
meatbail, veal, or sausage parmigiana, salami, cappicolla, or ham Provolone,
roast beef, and turkey. And then there are the homemade pastas, which include
fettucine alfredo, lasagna, mannicotti, cannelloni, stuffed shells, Baked Aiti,
spaghetti with meatballs, meat sauce, sausage, mushrooms, or tomato Sauce,
linguine with red or white clam sauce and cheese ravioli. All pastas come with
a side order of bread, and they also serve calzone and stromboli. Desserts include
amaretto cheesecake, plain cheesecake, spumoni, and cannoli.
Pizzas range from a small Neapolitan at $5.95 to a large Sicilian special at
$13.95. Salads are $1 to $3.95, subs range from $3.15 to $3.85, pastas go from
$3.15to$4.95, and desserts don’t go over $2. Additionally, Joe’s offers coupons
in its green menu at the counter for a Pasta Dinner for two, which includes salad,
bread, and beverage for only $9, or $2 off any 16” Large Pizza with 2 items or
more. These are recommended for all first-time visitors to use.
All in all, Joe’s Pizza is a trip worth making for anyone wishing a good, home-
cooked inexpensive Italian meal in a casual, friendly atmosphere. They also do
catering, butyou’dhave to try itout first! Be assured that many of you misplaced
Northerners, who know good Italian food as we Southerners do Mexican food,
will not be disappointed. It took an Italian-bred long islander to assure me of that.
Joe’s is open seven days a week at 3030 Josey Lane (in Bob’s country, folks!),
and the phone number is (214) 492-1474.
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scene. There is something evil to “COME PIG OUT AT REG-
GAE” when the statement has a picture of the pig, smiling, that
makes me question the purpose of the event.
But, fortunately enough, by the time I stumbled over to that
part of the world, the carcass was not intact anymore and all that
was left to the poor beast were a few grey scraps.
Everyone, now sated by the consumption of the vile display
of camage, could stomp the night away to the "irie riddims" of (
the band Watusi. Posterior arked high and knees bent, the
campus, or those crazy enough to attend, became a small
Pequod of bliss. Special K then realized she had indeed im-
mersed herself too far into Moby Dick and opted for a less chal-
lenging analyzation: the evening had soul, and everybody be-
came brother and sister. It’s just too hard not to dance to
“Red,Red Wine” or to smile at your friends as they try out pre-
cariously frightening dance steps on stage.
The island sounds wafted through the air everso peacefully
until 2 a.m. when they stopped abruptly and Watusi suddenly
packed up their gear and went home. It was sad to see the notty
dread-headed amigos go, but the spirit off Jah lives on.
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by Kate Ewing
I knew from the messages chalked in on the sidewalks and
TransitionVamphasdoneitagain. What
they’ve done this time, I’m not quite
sure, but it is worth a listen. The lyrics,
however, center around an irritating
blend of co-dependency and neurosis, as
though the lyricist needs to take a little
self-evaluation trip and become a real
woman. But the music is fun, pouty and
borderline raunchy—real bad girl wanna- but it is not acontinual play priority. I
be stuff. What we have here is a pretty
band consisting of a pretty girl and some
pretty boys, none of whom can decide if mask and your nails. Boys, be crea-
they want to be pretty, tough, deep, or all tive.
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Lydia Rhodes also gives us a retro-fest,
but this time, the era is the70’s. She
begins with a 1978 disco rehash of
“Boogie Oogie Oogie” complete with
disco-y handclaps and whistles to pre-
pare us for the funky beats to follow.
The title track and “One Sensation”
are reminiscent of late 70’s Soul Train,
so much, so that I expected sweaty,
polyester-clad bods to slither out from
under my bed upon hearing this for the
first time. The trend continues with a
couple of slower Marvin Gaye sound-
ing ballads.
“Utilize” and “Rower Power,” both
equally energetic, reek of cuteness in
the tradition of Deee-lite, by putting the
love, peace, and harmony message to a
catchy groove with a touch of rap.
The pinnacle of the boogie shoe
feeling is reached on “Do a Good Thing’ ’
which should indubitably land in the
Hustle Hall of Fame between “Disco
Inferno” and “That’s the Way [UH HUH
UH HUH] I Like It.” If your keister
isn’t moving by the end of this song,
you need to stop looking toward Aris-
totle for the soul and start taking lessons
from Kool and the Gang. Seriously,
this is one hot song.
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