Christmas and dream of going west.
Mary Hill and Stephanie Moffett share an emotional
Suzanne Smith, Stephanie Moffett. Mary Hill, and
Karen Baldwin played the four sisters in the spring
The FIXX comes to Davidson
SAVED BY ZERO. Can anything save
Davidson from being forever confined to
musical performances by relative un-
knowns in the rock industry? Sure, the Po-
lice came here a few years ago, but at that
time "Sting" was only something irate bees
did. And after the Go-Go's snagged a spot
on Saturday riight Live, the Union budget
couldn't afford the resulting inflation. So
how did it happen that a band who has had
several Top 40 hits and two successful al-
bums played a concert at Davidson? It
wasn't because of careful planning or sharp
negotiation â€” nothing of the sort. It was
more likely by chance: saved by zero. A
connection in the right place â€” i.e., Scott
Huie, who toured with the Fixx this summer
â€” and a fortunate geographic coincidence
â€” Davidson being more or less en route
from the Police/Fixx performances in At-
lanta to their Saturday night concert in
Knoxville â€” brought one of the most wide-
ly known rock acts Davidson has ever seen
to Love Auditorium on November 4, 1983.
STAND OR FALL. Surely with such a
drawing card as the Fixx and an admissions
price of five dollars for students, the con-
JOHN HGIE AND JIM HOSKINS party with the Fixx
after the concert.
JUNIOR SCOTT HCJIE amazes the Davidson audience
with his own special brand of bathroom humor.
cert would be Standing Room Only. Wrong.
Even with ticket sales opened to the gener-
al public for only S8.50 per seat. Love Audi-
torium did not sell out. But the crowd was
big enough and was visibly excited about
the show. Rumors of a surprise appearance
by the Police generated additional anticipa-
tion and were ironically confirmed when the
Davidson cops walked onstage amid
screams, much applause, and the whole
auditorium on its feet.
RED SKIES AT NIGHT. The Fixx gave a
very professional performance, complete
with imaginative lighting effects and excel-
lent live renditions of their studio cuts.
They performed nearly all the songs re-
leased on their two albums, and even
played "One Thing Leads To Another"
again as an encore. Vocalist Cy Curnin held
the audience's attention through most of
the show, while he seemed mostly interest-
ed in staring at his own hands while they
tried to hit him and strangle him â€” terminal
hand fetish. Curnin was backed by Jamie
WestOram (lead guitar), Adam Woods
(drums), Rupert Greenall (keyboards), and
Alfie Agies (bass guitar). Even after four
encores, the audience wanted to hear more,
but the group had run out of time and
songs, so they said good night to most of
ONE THING LEADS TO ANOTHER.
But Davidson hadn't seen the last of the
Fixx yet. The lucky souls who happened to
attend KA's "After the Fixx" party got the
chance to meet the members of the band
and talk to them briefly.
SIGN OF FIRE. Although the group
lacked a little stage presence and flare, the
concert was a memorable one, and the inti-
macy of Love Auditorium was an excellent
atmosphere in which to experience them.
The Fixx shows a lot of promise musically
and has already made a terrific entrance
into contemporary music. They don't stick
with the mainstream; they're a few steps
ahead of it. They are a young band with
imagination and ingenuity. In the coming
years when people are paying $15 plus to
see them in 20,000-seat arenas, tell your
friends you saw them for five bucks at Da-
vidson College way back when . . .
â€” Heather Jameson
FIXX LEAD SINGER CY CORNIN searches his micro-
phone for the "Sign of Fire".
ADAM WOODS contributes talent and energy to the
Thompson Twins: worth the wait
Joe Leeway takes a break from the bongos to demon-
strate the dance movement characteristic of the
The spectacular Thompson Twins light show haloes
lead singer Tom Bailey.
"This is a stick up." Musician-vocalist Alannah Currie
clowns with a Davidson policeman.
It's a Saturday night at Davidson. The
stage is set in Love Auditorium. Students
wait in a long line that starts at the door,
winds down the stairs, and ends at the
Chambers' north door. The auditorium
opens, and the students find their seats.
Anticipating another great concert like the
Fixx, the crowd begins to get excited.
As the wait continues, the audience
grows restless. The students amuse them-
selves by talking about past concerts and
by pointing out the people from Charlotte
among the crowd â€” easily spotted by their
bizarre dress and hairstyles. At 9:20 the
house lights dim. The Thompson Twins be-
gin what is to be a fantastic performance.
When the lights go out, purple beacons
glare into the audience. The backup musi-
cians â€” playing bass, drums, keyboards,
and synthesizer â€” set the mood. From ei-
ther side of the stage come Alannah Currie,
the fun loving blond, and Joe Leeway, the
mellow bongo player. Alannah writes the
lyrics, and Joe is the one to thank for the
creativity of the live shows. Rounding out
the group is Tom Bailey, the lead singer.
By the end of the first song, the audience
was hypnotized. The fantastic light and
stage show entranced the audience like a
rock video. The crowd became a part of a
fantastic world filled with magentas, grass
greens, bright yellows, sky blues, eerie pur-
ples, and fiery reds. The three lead perform-
ers worked well together musically and vi-
The performers used headphone micro-
phones so that they could go from instru-
ment to instrument as they harmonized to
"Lies", "Doctor, Doctor", "Love on Your
Side", "We Are Detective", "Sister of Mer-
cy", and their hit "Hold Me Now". Even
after two encores the audience wanted
more. But the show had to end, and the
Davidson students had to leave this world
of bright colors and haunting harmonies
and go back into the balmy Saturday night
filled with court parties and discussions of
â€” Linda Walker
The Thompson Twins pose for a Quips and Cranks
Dr. Charles King uses posters and graphics to instill
"fire in our bones."
Paul Muldoon delivers his poetry to listeners in the
Science-fiction author Jack Chalker describes the im-
portance of his art form.
Speakers address diverse topics
Davidson has been the site of a diverse
profusion of speakers this year, presenting
topics which range from CIA operations to
Irish poetry, from a national industrial poli-
cy to science fiction, and from "fire in our
bones" to "Kudzu." They were all reputable
in their fields, whether they came to edu-
cate or to entertain, and represented a wide
variety of interests concerning worldly
awareness or cultural achievements.
Former agent for the CIA John Stockwell
enlightened students on the correct oper-
ations of this often misunderstood organiza-
tion. He revealed numerous incidents in
which the CIA lied to the American public
and to Congress. He also related the organi
zation's active role in bombings, assassina-
tions, and wars, and suggested that citizens
involve themselves in protests of these ac-
This year's Reynolds Lecturer Barry
Bluestone addressed economic problems in
the U.S. today and proposed a national in-
dustrial policy as one step toward remedy-
ing the situation. Bluestone is the author of
The Decentralization of America and based
his speech on the research he conducted
while writing it.
Dr. Charles King forced participants in a
race seminar to reevaluate their often preju-
diced attitudes about race, often with sur-
prising results. He tried to convey the black
experience by showing the isolation forced
upon the race and by intimidating members
of a student/faculty panel. He spent three
hours in this part of the program, directing
a variety of hard-hitting questions at the
panel and severely limiting response op-
tions. By the end of the seminar, students
and faculty had a greater understanding of
the black point of view and recognized atti-
tudes which they previously had not con-
sidered prejudiced at all.
Other speakers this year provided a slice
of culture. Irish poet Paul Muldoon rendered
selections of his verse for a group of about
100 people in the Gnion. His poetry ex-
plored love and childhood memories which
he portrayed in a very realistic manner.
Combined with these topics were elements
of the violence inherent in the nature of
Literature of a different genre was pre-
sented by science fiction writer Jack
Chalker. Chalker is a highly acclaimed au-
thor of many books. One of the most popu-
lar is titled Midnight at the Well of Souls.
Chalker emphasized the importance of sci-
ence fiction's ability to address serious
questions more freely than other forms of
NC native Doug Marlette visited David-
son again this year and shared his exper-
iences in the cartoon business. Marlette is a
nationally-syndicated cartoonist for The
Charlotte Observer and created the strip
"Kudzu." He demonstrated his methods for
drawing political caricatures. He also ex-
plained how the comic strip "Kudzu" was
based on his own experiences growing up in
â€” John Gathings
Clowning for the audience, Doug Marlette seems to be
imitating one of his cartoon characters.
Strong turnout pleases officers
In the SGA elections held March 27, John
Laughlin defeated Warren Gould for presi-
dent and Beadsie Woo defeated Jay Gaither
for the office of vice-president. The turnout
for the election was strong, with 200 more
students voting than last year.
Newly elected Laughlin foresees a larger
role in campus affairs for students. He also
hopes to see the SGA play an important
role in smoothing out the transition be-
tween the college's presidents. Laughlin
thinks that the SGA can give President Kuy-
Kendall a good idea of student opinion on
Both Laughlin and Woo stated that athlet-
ics and race relations were issues to be stud-
ied in the upcoming year. Laughlin sees a
need for more funds for minor sports and a
need for a stronger football program. Woo
would like to see the SGA and the BSC
work with the RACE committee to pinpoint
racial problems. Both Woo and Laughlin are
concerned with the high attrition rate of
black students at Davidson.
In addition to the offices of the president
and vice president, the elections for class
senators were held. The senior class elected
Warren Gould as president; Atondra Wil-
liams and John Peeples are the senior class
senators. Edward Hay is the junior class
president and serves with junior senators
Jennifer Gotto and Frank Hobart. Mark
Sandy is the sophomore class president and
Chet Barksdale and Shel Robinson are the
class senators. The office of SGA parlia-
mentarian is held by Christi Johnson.
The new officers were pleased with the
strong voter turnout. All expressed a strong
committment to representing the views of
the student body.
â€” Boyd Blackburn
Carefully considering the candidates, Nell McCorkle
makes a choice in the SGA races.
students crowd the voting table between classes to
cast their ballots for campus leaders
i>Â£ICH DORM SlMm
Posters and flyers turn up everywhere the week be-
fore elections. Even sheets are viable campaign tools.
Beadsie Woo dreams of becoming SGA vice-president
as Freddie Butler registers to vote.
German-born pianist Claude Frank finishes his perfor-
mance with Beethoven's Sonata in C.
lago (Eric Zwemer) grips the wrist of Othello (Milledge
Mosley) in a moment of tragic intensity.
' f '
The Guarneri Quartet offered a night of classical mag-
Artists Series brings culture to Davidson
"Drama â€” Dance â€” Music â€” Entertain-
ment." The 1983-84 Artists Series flyers
said it all. With the helpful advice of a stu-
dent committee, C. Shaw Smith and Anne
Parker arranged for talented performers to
bring their magic to Davidson.
September ushered in the North Carolina
Shakespeare Festival and an inspired per-
formance of "Othello". Proving the old
maxim "the show must go on," an under-
study substituted for an ailing Othello. Eric
Zwemer as lago was a crowd pleaser and,
along with the supporting cast, he bolstered
the inexperienced lead.
Strains of Yugoslavian folk songs filled
the October night as the dance troupe Frula
shared their energy with an enthralled audi-
ence. Thirty-six performers displayed their
native culture through two and one-half
hours of song and dance. Traditional cos-
tumes, music, and esprit de corps lent vi-
vacity to the show.
World-renowned pianist Claude Frank
performed in January. A Yale faculty mem-
ber, Frank's talents as a teacher and as a
performer are in great demand. His reper-
toire of classical and modern pieces capti-
vated the audience. Chopin's "Fantasie in F
Minor" and Ginestra's "Danzas Argentines"
displayed Frank's diversity, and his perfor-
mance earned him a standing ovation.
The final event in the Series was an April
visit from the Guarneri String Quartet.
Their excellent renditions of classical
pieces drew an appreciative crowd.
Season-ticket holders saw all four perfor-
mances at a bargain rate, and tickets were
available at the door for those who chose to
attend selected events.
A later development brought "The Mika-
do" to the Davidson stage. The London Sa-
voyards honored Davidson with a special
performance in return for the time they
spent here in rehearsal for their American
tour. Their professional style energized the
Gilbert and Sullivan score.
â€” Gina Triplett
Imaginative sets and costumes added to The London
We get all kinds! A flower child and a hippie, alias Mrs.
Herb Jackson and Dr. Jason Thompson, wandered in
with other costumed professors.
It happened around 1 1:00 p.m. one brisk
autumn evening. I had been lounging in my
pink chiffon robe with matching pink satin
pumps, savoring the taste of a sparkling
white wine and reading Sonnets From the
Portuguese when the knock came.
I opened the door. The man standing be-
fore me in a white cotton suit and a panama
hat said, "The name's Nostalgia, sweet-
heart." He handed me a long-stemmed red
rose and continued, "Here's looking at you,
Nostalgia brushed past me into my room,
poured himself a stiff drink, and said, "To-
morrow, Oct. 28, 1983, 7:00 p.m. Be here.
Be ready." He set down the empty glass,
kissed me on the cheek, and then left. I was
shocked, but 1 admit, somewhat titillated.
Unfortunately, I awoke to find myself in
Richardson dorm dressed not in pink chif-
fon but a plaid nightshirt. My date for the
weekend was no Humphrey Bogart, but he
would be here soon. I dressed quickly.
All the houses on Patterson Court had
parties that evening. We went to a party at
PiKA then to PAX pub. Later, we went to the
900 Room in the Union and listened to
Flight 108, the jazz group directed by
WBCY disc jockey Fred Storey. We drank,
we danced, we laughed, we said goodnight,
i was disappointed. Nostalgia had stood me
The following day at 2:00 p.m., my date
arrived to go with me to the football game:
Davidson vs. Furman. The first half
dragged. Davidson was losing. 1 was bored.
Finally, half-time and the time to crown the
queen arrived. I watched my roommate, Tri-
cia Ives, the KA representative take her
place. I felt another wave of emotion as 1
watched Kitty Dudley, the SAE representa-
tive receive the crown from Mr. Legerton,
head of the Alumni Association. Kitty had
been on my freshman hall. 1 glanced down
the stands and saw Reaves Robinson, our
hall counselor. I sighed.
"What's the matter, kid?" I heard a low
voice beside me say. I jumped. "Where's my
date?" I asked. "Don't worry about him
sweetheart," came the reply. I watched the
rest of the game with contentment. David-
son still lost. When it ended, I realized my
real date had returned. "Miss me?" he
asked. I smiled.
Later that evening we went to the school
sponsored dance in The Commons. The
Spongetones, a 60's sound, Beatles-orient-
ed group, were playing. My date and I
danced. Across the crowded room, 1 saw
him. Nostalgia leaned against the wall, his
hand in one pocket, his hat slanted slightly
downwards to one side. "Yesterday" had
been playing. Walking towards me, Nostal-
gia threw off his hat, pulled me close and
said "Play it again, Sam." He did. We
"Everyone has a boyfriend and his name
is Nostalgia," 1 thought.
â€” Kathy Gratto
Newly chosen Homecoming Queen Kitty Dudley re
ceives her crown
Bartenders Jim Cox, Brad McCall, and Mitch Mitchell
exhibit fraternal esprit de corps as they watch the
Lucinda Kellam and Martin Valbuena party their way
through Homecoming weekend.
SOPHOMORE ROB BRADFORD serves parents bar-
becue during the Davidson Appalachian State soccer
SENIOR RICK GRAVES speaks at the Phi Society's
Rare Bool< Symposium which was held on Parent's
ROSS THAYER hosts parents for lunch at Warner
A weekend with Mom and Dad
You are walking back to the dorm one
typical Friday morning when a friend stops
by to say "hi" and asks an innocent ques-
tion: "When are your parents coming?"
"What?!" you ask as your mouth drops.
"Oh my gosh, I completely forgot that it's
Parent's Weekend!" You run into the dorm
and up the stairs.
Surveying the mess that is your side of
the room, you know it is another day to bag
the old Humes. The first matter of business
is a general cleaning up (or shovelling out,
as it may be). Mom and Dad will probably
want to see the new carpet they paid for, so
throw all the clothes in the closet, shove the
papers into the desk, and junk the remains
of last night's late-night snack into the
wastebasket. After you can see the furni-
ture, then check through the room to see if
there are any magazines, pictures, or empty
bottles of liquor that Mom and Dad
Inevitably, your parents will show up be-
fore you are ready. You'll greet them in your
old sweats with a hole in the knee. Dad will
be in a suit and tie. Mom will be in pumps, a
skirt, and a jacket. Dad will first comment
about your sense of style or complain about
why they even bother to buy you new
clothes. After a hug, Mom will ask if you
have been eating right and getting enough
sleep, and you'll answer, "Oh, Mom!" to
officially begin the weekend.
Walking across the campus you realize
you haven't seen so many people dressed
up since your cousin's wedding. You're sur-
prised to find out that John actually owns a
suit and that Jill has legs under her blue
jeans. It's fascinating to see where Dave got
his blue eyes and Mary got her red hair.
Looking at their parents, you can picture
your friends twenty years from now.
The weekend is full of ways to entertain
Mom and Dad. The fall production, You
Can 't Take It With You is terrifically funny,
and Mom and Dad love it. It seems every-
one shows up for the soccer game to watch
Davidson tie Appalachian State 0-0. Recep-
tions for parents are held outside where the
bitter cold makes everyone wish they had
worn a warmer coat.
Going out to dinner is one of the best
things about Parent's Weekend. You can go
to restaurants in Charlotte you normally
can't afford and eat as much as you can at
Dad's expense. Other enterprising students
get Mom and Dad to take them shopping in
"My parents must really miss me," one
package-laden student is heard to say upon
returning. "They have already forgotten
how much I asked for before I left for David-
But the most outstanding event of Par-
ent's Weekend did not involve Mom and
Dad. Somehow you manage to give Mom
and Dad an early send-off in order to see the
Fixx with your friends. The Fixx are well
worth hearing, no matter how many times
your parents said, "Rock music is trash."
First Jim Hoskins presents "the Police".
The crowd goes wild only to boo the cam-
pus police off the stage. Scott Huie opens
up with some tunes, a bad joke, and a toilet
seat around his neck. The Fixx are greeted
by an enthusiastic audience. The crowd has
a lot of fun dancing and making hand sig-
nals along with the songs. The band was
loudly applauded and played several en-
"It was a fantastic concert," you report
to Mom and Dad the next morning at break-
fast and add jokingly "You should have
Dad looks up from his paper and says
"Humpf!" Mom sips her coffee and smiles,
"That's nice dear."
Well, you think, if you can't go home on a
chilly November weekend, home might as
well come to you. You smile at your parents
and see that it has.
Phred Huber acts on the "Boy George at Midwinters"
rumors that circulated through campus.
Folk singer Gene Cotton engrosses 900 Room audi
ences with his unique musical style.
Winter term respite: MIDWIINTERS
As the leaves continue to fall and the
skies open up and bring forth the cold win-
ter rains so common to Davidson, students
scurry about campus in between classes,
dorms, and the library, while battling the
winter term blues. The wind blows, forever
threatening to suddenly turn one's umbrella
inside out or snatch ones notebook away,
only to turn around and scatter the con-
tents from Chambers to Irwin. The dry
leaves rustling on the ground seem to be
saying in their restlessness (as echoed by so
many students' thoughts), "When will
Well, now that spring has sprung and the
dead leaves have all been blown away to
Mooresville, I look back at winter term and
try to remember the good things. Although
1 did manage, like so many others, to catch
the infamous "Davidson flu " exactly one
week before midterms (putting me behind
schedule by about one month . . . nothing
unusual), 1 do remember a particular event
that weighs well in my memory â€” Mid-
winters Weekend. That is, to many, the one
thing that we most look forward to during
that long post-Christmasseven-week-
stretch (other than Spring Break, of
For most of the campus the activities
begin on Thursday of the Big Weekend,
with parties on the court to gradually pull
people out of hibernation. But technically
the weekend does not get rolling until after
every book has been closed on Friday after-
noon (for those few who choose to attend
classes). Suddenly, the word "study" is
spelled with four letters and students seem
to come alive once again, whereas 2 days
before, the campus looked like an excerpt
from the "Thriller" video.
The 900 Room always provides enjoy-
able entertainment on both nights of the
weekend for those who wish to steer clear
of the court parties; I can remember hear-
ing nothing but positive feedback from ev-
eryone about Gene Cotton, the lively folk
singer. But seeing as my date for the week-
end was a fraternity member, we attended
the semi-formal formalities in Charlotte
after the traditional stop for dinner at a
swank restaurant. Of course, we got lost in
Charlotte for about 20 minutes and missed
our reservation, but it wasn't foo uncom-
fortable with all 6 of us jammed into a 4-
person car â€” at least we stayed warm and
we all became close friends rather quickly!
The rest of the evening remains a blur:
dancing, talking, dancing, drinking, danc-
ing, and having about 200 photographs
shot from every angle possible by a picture-
happy photographer. As we crowded back
into the car, once again, all I remember is
being hit with a sudden case of claustropho-
bia and then sinking into a dream-filled
sleep on the way home.
Saturday night was the campus-wide
dance in The Commons, and since some-
one's "brilliant" idea fall term to classify the
dances as casual was successful, the occa-
sion was truly "campus wide."
As the pictures fade, the memories re-
main clear, and now 1 can look forward to at
least one aspect of winter term for the next
couple of years. After all, it doesn't rain
every weekend . . .
â€” Patricia Lennon
Skip Castro's keyboardist adds a special sparkle to
the band's Midwinter's performance.
The Comnnons rocks to tiie sounds of Skip Castro, the