r Wild Notes By Fred Young IKE CARPENTER! Sounds like lie might be the ukelele artist with “T” Texas and eransr—but actual ly he’s another one of those classical piano players that turned popular, and after play ing with jazz outfits like JBobby Sher wood and Boyd Raeburn now lUcLUa lllft umi Carpenter’s name has ap peared in this column several times with reference to his El lingtonish band — one of the better in the music industry to day. Ths last year it’s been fea tured on the “Hawthorne Thing,” Saturday nights on the ABC net work. Also, the band is recording for Victor records which is prob ably the most discriminating record company. THE IDEA behind the Carpen ter organization is a natural for these days of poor crowds and good music—a band which de velops a big sound while using only 11 men. This is accomplished by having the musicians double in the other sections. Ike’s baritone saxist claims he probably blows the best reed trombone in the business for when two trombones need a little added gusto the baritone chimes in to lend the sound of a full sec tion. A musical trick that Car penter's arranger uses to allow the 11-piece group to play its many Duke tunes with the same sound that Ellington’s 19-piece ■crew gets. So be on the lookout .since the Carpenter band - should be coming this way soon. Columbia records bolstered its depleted jazz ranks with the re cent addition of the Chubby Jackson and Jerry Wald orches tras. More and greater on rec ords, yet Guy and Wayne still tick on. TWO RECENT Capitol releas es show what's good about this modern music. Most noteworthy is the fine combination of voice and orchestra displayed on “Ev erything Happens to Me" by June Christy and Bob Cooper’s pick-up band which is replete with violin and cello. An interesting arrange ment plus some mellow highs and lows by the ex-Kenton “thrush." Overleaf spots Christy scatting through “The Way You Look Tonight." Other Capitol record is more of the new Goodman band—nota bly Buddy Greco’s singing and piano playing, and Wardell Gray’s tenor sax. “Hucklebusk" features a little front room choir work and then swings into the leisurely paced Gray tenor. Gre co’s fanciful piano solo on this aide will delight the keener ears as Buddy establishes himself as one of the most versatile musi cians in the business. * * * THE BACK of “Buck" dis plays the baritone vocalist. Bud dy Greco. Convincing us she is —with a sound that is even more so Greco tells of "That Wonder ful Girl of Mine." Singing with a "relaxed urgency” Greco corn tunes his full-toned voice with a fluency of musical ideas to illus trate why we consider him the best male band-vocalist today. (Please turn to page eight) Faculty Rating Plan The faculty rating committee s plans released yesterday seem to be about the fairest method for all concerned that could have been devised. For the student’s benefit a universal poll will be taken— that is, on June 1 and 2 every student will be allowed to rate every faculty member from whom he is taking a class this term. Students need not feel uneasy when filling out the opinion naires since the professor will not know the result of the rating until after his finals have been given. No student need fear that his class will be discriminated against due to the results of the poll. For the professor’s benefit, a sealed envelope containing the questionairres from each of his classes will be given to him after finals and no one but he will ever see the results. He is free to use the results as he deems fit. The opinionnaire has been devised carefully with the ob ject of including only those questions which are pertinent and on which the student is qualified to judge. A wide range is pro vided for in the rating and there is plenty of space for “addi tional comments.” The executive council has no intentions that this rating should be a flash in the pan or a fad of one year’s duration. Numerous colleges have been carrying on this program with notable success for many years. The council intends to make the rating this term the beginning of a long-range program. The committee’s work is almost finished now. From here on, the responsibility rests equally with the student and the professor. The student must answer the opinionnaire as hon estly and fairly as possible, always keeping in mind, as one member of the faculty said, “that professors are people, too.” The professor should study the results carefully, with the idea that students are capable of a critical and honest anal ysis. The object is to improve classroom presentation and teach ing methods through student evaluation. The machinery has been set up with great care. With an understanding of the re sponsibilities involved, both the students and the faculty should profit. Too Much Cooperation? Gettin' Out of Hand By Vinita Howard Last spring1 term an Emerald editorialist wrote a stirring edit advocating the observance of a campus Go to Hell Week. Unfortunate ly, nothing was done to put the idea into operation. Now, comes the revolution. After this term, we need a Go to Hell Week or at least a Go Soak Your Head Week in order to compensate for the general cooperative spirit evidenced in campus life. There’s been too much cooperation; stu dents have been too friendly to one another. Frankly, things are get ting out of hand. We've smiled at high school seniors, been nice to parents, built floats, sang songs until wee hours of the morning, worked on slogans, voted for student officers eh masse, performed vodvil acts, nominated queens, stood in line to eat hot dogs, made signs welcoming all sorts of people, and, now we're being asked to contribute the mere pittance we'll have left from our breakage fee so that future students can go paddle canoes when they should be studying. We’ve even gone so far as to make a few half-hearted guesses as to the nature of Mystics. We’ve waited patiently while Mortar Board, Friars, Skull and Dagger ad infinitum trapped new members. We’ve attended classes, occasionally. We’ve stood iii line to get a cup of coffee at the Side. We've wllingly attended the usual picnics and parties. No wonder we develop inhibitions and complexes—we’re all being too cooperative and nice. Now, why don’t we set aside the week before finals as a Go to Hell week. During this week we could refuse to con tribute to any fund (even a beer fund), tell professors to quit talking about academic freedom and say what they think, refuse to smile at anyone or anything, sneer at members of the student affairs office, make housemothers sit on the floor, walk only on lawns, stay out until we feel like coming home, admit that we’re lazy and quit trying to prove otherwise and refuse to observe National Asparagus week. In addition, if senior women wanted to prove they wern’t moral cowards they might even refuse to scatter daisies at the feet of the Pioneer Mother this June. All this, we suppose, is just idle day dreaming, but then what the heck, we haven’t much to lose except our friends, if we still have any. Campus Calendar (Notices for Campus Calendar should be turned in, in typewritten form, to the Emerald News Editor’s office by 3 p.iu. of the day preceding publication. Notices will not be accepted on Saturdays or Sundays.) 4:30 Sunday—Chorus rehearsal—Wesley house. 0:15 Sunday—Dinner—Wesley house. G:30 Saturday—Potluck dinner—Friendly house. 7:30 Monday- Alpha Delta Sigma will present Barney Twiford, adver tising director of the Oregonian with a 90-minute movie showing a plan for pre-testing advertising—207 Chapman. 7:30 Sunday Wesley chorus will present a concert—First Methodist church. The Tale of Rotgut Wince Once Upon a Time... By Hank Kane Once upon a time there was a college student whom we shall call Rotgut Wince. The nicKname pertained to the quality of the bevera g e s he produced from requisi t i o n e d stores on the “Sad Sack Ma ru” during the recent differ ences of opinion in the Pacific. Back home somewhere in the West, Rotgut decided to go to college. This de cision was partly based on the canard that studying is easier than working for a living and the fact that his girl friend was becoming impatient. After receiving the armload of registration material that seems necessary to satisfy one particular college, he committed the error of asking his adviser what few elective courses to take. The prerequisites and the number of hours in his major left him room for but few elective courses and he wanted to make them count. Rotgut was young and inexpe rienced and had not yet received the word that the role of an ad viser is to approve and sign the course schedule prepared by the student. The recommended course in the nature of nature was fascinating if confusing. The “textbook”, was a rambling series of essays writ ten by an Eastern professor dur ing what some members of the class were unkind enough to say was his dotage. Rotgut considered the lectures impressive if not too enlighten ing. He would fill page after page with notes he could not make sense of when reread. He also missed many fleeting hints of in sight into the nature of things because ninety per cent of his ef fort was devoted to separating the kernel of meaning from the hayload of rhetoric. But our hero passed the course by memorizing tne textoooK pas sages and because the instructor was inclined to give anyone a “C” for effort. Rotgut took away from the course three hours of credit, a haze of quickly forgotten con tradictory impressions, and a resolution to stay away from sub jects so susceptible to verbal acrobatics. No longer relying on his offi cial adviser, Rotgut listened to another instructor and found himself “learning” the fine art of writing letters to induce people to buy what they didn’t need or want and then to persuade them to pay or else. And he learned the latest tech niques, too, for the overpriced textbook was compiled only 17 years ago! When Rotgut first began col lege he had wondered why some students seemed to have so much free time although they had stan dard course loads. Now he began to find out. Homework in this course wa3 the rephrasing of letters that had passed little changed from gen eration to generation of students. If the student was conscientious, homework was at most a half hour of perfunctory composition, Lectures consisted of rehears ing what had been learned in pre vious English classes from grade school to freshman composition. This did not bother Rotgut, however, as he was becoming im mured to the fact that the lec tures he slumbered through in half his courses were merely re peat performances of what he had learned years ago. . After collecting his automatic “C” at the end of the term Rot gut swore that he would never listen to he blandishments of any adviser, official or otherwise, and would rely solely upon his own judgment. I That is why he spent one sum mer term suppressing an urge to strangle a visiting professor who regaled the class for five weeks with repetitious tales of his youthful exploits and the depre dations of his numerous grand children. From Our Mailbag LETTERS TO THE EDITOR To the Emerald: I am very interested to know the cause of Athletic Director Leo Harris’ setting the date of the traditional intersquad grid tussle for the Saturday of Memo rial Day weekend, May 28. In the past the game has had wide in terest and has brought good crowds, most of whom have been students. But it also happens that Memorial Day weekeend has been the traditional layoff before the last stand. I would like to see this game, and at the same time I would like to go home for a breather before the final surge, and I'm sure there are many more like me. I will probably choose going home, and so, also, will most of the others. The game is still some time off, and there is surely time for Mr. Harris to change this date. A change would be in the best interests of the students who wish to see the game as well as in getting a good crowd out to see it. Yours truly, A Fellow Student Oregon W Emerald The Oregon Daily Emerald, published daily during the college year except Sundays, Mondays, holidays, and final examination periods by the Associated Students, University of Oregon. Subscription rates: $2.00 per term and $4.00 per year. Entered as second-class matter at the post office, Eugene, Oregon. BILL YATES. 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