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Queen Of The Ball

Booking Wendy O Williams and The Plasmatics to play the Halloween Festival, 1980 was sure to be a year that would piss off the administration, and a insidious year to remember. 


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Queen Of The Ball

Wendy O. Williams, in the spirit of the Halloween Night (198?), wore next to nothing and aggressively led her pornographic punk band, the Plasmatics, through a loud and angry one and a half hour set. An appreciative Halloween party, Gainesville audience named her the honorary “QUEEN OF THE BALL.” 

Oh, Wendy
by Bob Block
Alligator Staff Writer

Wendy Williams hates people telling her what to do. People talling her what to do makes her smash things. Smashing things makes her feel gooooooooddd. So smash things she does.
She is a bad little girl in a very big girl’s body. The pigtails have been replaced with a blond mohawk and the lace panties by black leather.
“I like Rock and Roll. Getting my brains blown out turns me on,” Williams said Saturday, a few hours before the Plasmatics’ Halloween Festival appearance. She runs her hands through her mohawk-cut hair taking pride in the offbeat.
Technically she is just the lead singer for the Plasmatics, but for all practical purposes, Williams is the Plasmatics. Her electrical tape-covered nipples, and onstage sexual hijinks have become more a symbol for the band than any of its hit tunes. (cont’d)

Past decadence still haunts the ball
by Michael Szymanski
Alligator Staff Writer

Squirming, twisting, headless creatures speckled by a sea of sequins and crepe paper stumble through a conglomeration of gross deformities, wild beasts, and assorted giant genitalia.
Aliens from other galaxies beam down for the haunting event, to be bald beings with elongated egg shaped skulls.
Beware of live Oreo cookies, killer bee swarms, and giant walking tampons. Beware of hairy moss monsters and gargantuan Fruit of the Loom underwear.
Beware of dark strangers in capes with bloodshot eyes who garble in heavy Alachuan accents: “Welcome to Gainesville-mania.”
Welcome to UF’s notorious night of decadence. Welcome to the Halloween Ball — er — uh — the Halloween Festival.(cont’d)

Monday
November 2, 1981
Vol 75 No 50
It was Crowded and Crazed — as Usual.
by Jonathan Susskind
Alligator Staff Writer

Madness incarnate swooped and danced through the swarms, discovering a few not yet afflicted, mercilessly stomping their craniums, savoring the sweet innocence she sucked from the gray mush and spitting out a delicious sauce of dementia in drag, tempera paint, and construction paper. Intoxicated, rejuvenated, the dervish joyously swirled, twirled, and picked up the scent (cont’d)

“DecaDance”
Living Colour
2009Chair In The Doorway
((( We All Had A Decadent Good Time )))

arron douglas “the dance” (1930)

Harlem Renaissance

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HALLOWEEN BALL (A Night of Insidious Temptation)
THE INAUGURAL BALL (BALLS OF OLD)
QUEEN OF THE BALL (WENDY O WILLIAMS)
KISS OUR ASS ’79 (FRANK ZAPPA)

“the moon ain’t made of green cheese”
Billy Cobham
Total Eclipse

Billy Cobham

Antares The Star
Cosmic Messenger
Cosmik Debris
CollideOscope
Cosmic Collision
The Creation
Birth of Fusion
Miles Davis
Bitches Brew

JAZZ ROCK? ELECTRIC JAZZ? ANYTHING BUT FUSION.
EVERYTHING IS FUSION OR FUSION IS NOTHING AT ALL.

The Holy Trinity
Mahavishnu Orchestra (John McLaughlin)
Return to Forever
Chick Corea, Stanley Clarke, Lenny White, Al Di Meola, Bill Connor, Earl Klugh, Vernon Reid
Weather Report 
Joe Zawinul, Jaco Pastorius, Alex Skolnick

“Moon Germs”
Billy Cobham
Total Eclipse
1974 — At the time, all genres of music were colliding with one another, most explosively was Jazz and Rock, called Electric Jazz, or Fusion (The “F” Word)

((( green fusion )))

Billy Cobham w/ Steve Khan

Kiss
1975 Dressed To Kill
((( insidious )))

Robben Ford  w/ Jimmy Haslip