Page 10-Thursday, June 7, 1979-The Michigan Daily Tuxedo-clad Glee Club coinquers the East By SONDRA BOBROFF A torrent of rice during the "Wedding Song" littered the stage like confetti in bleachers. The thuds of cham- pagne corks let loose made the Alma Mater boom like the 1812 Overture. Thus, the Men's Glee Club snapped the lid on its East Coast tour with a stunt-filled concert in Buffalo. Traveling tightly in a bus and van from April 29 to May 9, the 47-member troupe voiced it up for nine con- certs in ten days. Accompanied by the director and his wife, the Glee Club performed for such notables as Miss New Jersey, Miss Ocean City, and the Skidmore women. Every concert was followed by a party, usually given by U. of M. Alumni. The tour covered Pittsburgh, Penn State, Ocean City, New York City, Wellesley College, Ludlow, Massachusetts, Skidmore College, and Buffalo. THE PACE may have been frantic, but senior Paul Brown commented, "After singing 65 concerts in four years, the tour was a fitting way to end my singing career." Support for the tour came from a variety of sources. These included record and concert sales, University donations, alumni funds, and payment for tour per- formances. Alumni usually put the Club up for the night in their homes and provided dinner. While romping about the East Coast, members found themselves involved in some rather unmusical situations. A few members inadvertently assisted in the recognition and subsequent arrest of two dope ped- dlers by undercover agents in Central Park. Others helped to found a urinal in the streets of Pittsburgh which was closed ina "pants down" raid by the police. TREKKING arm in arm, decked out in their glamourous tuxes, one member in stunning blue glasses, several members attended Studio 54. During a moment of educational redemption in Atlantic City, the singers verified that Boardwalk is the most expensive streeet, that Pennsylvania is moderately expensive, and the not overwhelming fact that Baltic and Mediterranian comprise the ghetto sec- tion. I'm proud to say that every concert was good, three being exceptional," remarked Glee Clubber Paul Jones. "In the beginning members are fired up for the tour, but some tours lag in the middle because the singers get worn down and a bit tired of each other," Jones explained. Stunts pulled during the final, Buffalo, concert were unexpected by the director. The tricks stimulated an elder alumnus to compliment the Glee Club, tears in his eyes, "You boys have a lot of class." Mediocre By KEITH TOSOLT Life can sometimes be a pretty desolate journey. The existentialists bemoan its lack of meaning. Lonely souls suffer the torment of alienation. Impoverished, starving men turn anguished eyes to the heavens for relief. Owners of Cadillacs pray for gasoline. But there are methods for easing the pain of our existence: aspiring to the high ideals, turning to religion, sub- scribing to computer dating services. Or listening to rock and roll. BAD COMPANY has always been the saving-angel of FM radio, a sure thing for station managers to program and overplay. Before their debut album even broke, they were called a "supergroup" - a combination of two of the best bands of the early Seventies, Free and Mott The Hoople. As soon as "Can't Get Enough" became a hit, Bad Company was destined to head the top of AOR (album-oriented rock) playlists with their power chord riffs. Through successive albums like Straight Shooter and Run With The Pack, the group cultivated a classic trademark sound with Paul Rodgers upfront, his voice strong and natural, Mick Ralphs playing succinct and gritty guitar leads in the tradition of Keith Richards-type second generation British rockers, and the Simon Kirke/Boz Burrell rhythm machine holding down the heavy metal bottom. Now, after allowing Foreigner to utilize its patented riffs for the past two years, Bad Company is back with its fif- th ambum, Desolation Angels. It's commercially successful; six of its ten cuts are being played on the radio. But while radio airplay may indicate the success of an album, it is often unrelated to quality. Desolation Angels is all right, probably much better than' the last one, Burning Sky, but it's not great. I don't think it. unreasonable to expect greatness from a supergroup. Bad Company just does not deliver here like it has in the past. . "ROCK 'N' ROLL Fantasy," "Evil Wind," and "Lonely For Your Love" are some of the better rock songs on the album, but they all lack the classic Bad The game that doesn't need any help The BILLIARDS at the UNION Company Company punch. Only "Gone, Gone, Gone" really displays the old excellen- ce and verve. It is based on a simple arrangement of two power chords played in a shuffling rhythm, but Ralphs sustains those chords to achieve the right edge of distortion charac- teristic of Bad Company's style. Then he adds some fine slide guitar for the finishing touch. In fact, Ralph's lead playing shines throughout Desolation Angels; his leads sound better than ever. But hot solos cannot transform average compositions into great rock tunes. During the long layoff, Ralphs and Rodgers seem to have directed their energies to developing the acoustic side of Bad Company's music; Almost half the new songs were written for acoustic guitar. Although Bad Company has combined these stylings with power chords on previous albums, they have never been used in their pure form to the extent they are here. Desolation Angels represents the clearest dichotomy of Bad Company's aproach: a heavy metal band with acoustic sophistication. These songs provide a pleasant interlude and an appropriate background for their lyrics of love. MOST OF THE material on the album deals with some extension of love: passion for rock and roll and places ("Oh, Atlanta"), a yearning for love (the acoustic "Take The Time"), and love that is lost. Other songs like "Crazy Circles" and "Evil Wind" point to an endless desolation in life. Analyzing a Bad Comparny album for conceptual unity may be as useless as looking for the inner meaning in a Chuck Berry lyric. The group has never worked from such a framework before, but Desolation Angels seems to revolve around a basic theme. It may be that Rodgers, Ralphs and Company are suggesting that Love is the solution to a mixed up, muddled, barren existence. Not very profound, but practical at least. The rock and roll on the album is not very profound or substantial compared to Bad Company's previous classics. It has a trademarked sound that fits easily into the structure of FM radio playlists. But don't get the impression that Bad Company is a "sell out," because its acoustic music refutes this claim. It's just that all supergroups, by right of their elite position, tend to dominate the airwaves regardless of the relative quality of any new albums. And maybe that's where the desolation of existence actually begins. Reduced rates 'til 6 PM