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Dates: during 1990-1999
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Over at Avalon, the creepy/yuppie club on Lansdowne St., the mindless, clamorous techno beats on. Aging rocker wannabes in the audience and their girlfriends hide sagging bellies with leather jackets and thinning hair with attitude. Punks look around nervously for their mothers and try to scam some beer. Others pretend to dance to the woompwoomp, and laugh. Yuppies sup, and eye each another. More waiting, more techno. Woompwoomp. Thickening, moist air. Finally: stringy guy with no body fat--like, none at all--and long hair walks out. Rockers, punks, yuppies, et cetera ecstatic. And Iggy Pop begins to play. Acoustic...

Author: By Benjamin L. Mckean, CRIMSON STAFF WRITER | Title: Concert Review: Pop Goes the Rock Star | 11/12/1999 | See Source »

...Espaol" goes the title). As they will for just about every song, the band plays hard and thrashy, like they're a Metallica tribute band--but the kind of Metallica tribute band that really likes Master of Puppets and other early albums and never got around to cutting their hair and so they can still do that flipping-long-hair-back-after-a-ripping-solo thing, although no one solos tonight. But to be fair, this song at least rocks electrically, if perfunctorily...

Author: By Benjamin L. Mckean, CRIMSON STAFF WRITER | Title: Concert Review: Pop Goes the Rock Star | 11/12/1999 | See Source »

...more ways than one, Melissa and Sarah are the spitting images of each other. If not for their different hair colors--Melissa has red hair, Sarah is blonde--you might not be able to tell them apart. The two maintain, however, that they actually have very contrasting personalities...

Author: By Brian E. Fallon, CONTRIBUTING WRITER | Title: Johnson and Johnson | 11/10/1999 | See Source »

...Maybe if I could have brought my hair dryer," she said, laughing...

Author: By Brian E. Fallon, CONTRIBUTING WRITER | Title: Johnson and Johnson | 11/10/1999 | See Source »

What I do remember is the day he unveiled his disdain for the office of the presidency--or rather, for anyone shooting for the office of the Presidency. I don't even remember what led up to his declaration. Whatever it was, his hair had fallen out of the ponytail, his eyes were bulging, and he ended the class by throwing up his arms and muttering, "You've got to be nuts to want to be the President of the United States." I just thought that he was nuts...

Author: By Jordana R. Lewis, | Title: Performing for the Public Eye | 11/9/1999 | See Source »

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