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Dates: during 1990-1999
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Perhaps the most familiar and appealing of Topsfield's many attractions is the Midway, a section of the festival devoted to tests of skill and strength. If the soundtrack to Mortal Kombat blaring in the background doesn't inspire you to play your best Whack-A-Mole, perhaps the exciting prospect of winning the enormous Tweety Bird hanging over your head will. Whether it's shooting a water gun into a clown's mouth or maneuvering a mechanical claw over a bounty of stuffed animals, these games are nearly as addicting as they are difficult. With crafty vendors eager...

Author: By Richard D. Ma, | Title: Party 'Til The Cows Come Home | 10/8/1998 | See Source »

According to Shetty, the staff has three main goals: "One, make it readable; two, link things that are happening on the national and international scene to Harvard; and three, we're going to call up people involved and follow links to other paths, and only use other articles as background," she said...

Author: By Sasha A. Haines-stiles, CONTRIBUTING WRITER | Title: New Magazine Aims for 'Readable' Style | 10/6/1998 | See Source »

...only really live track on the album, and it offers a rare glimpse of Morrissey's voice pre-studio refinement. For Morrissey fans it makes for fascinating listening--his voice has never been as versatile and expressive. It's also quite sexy, as the constantly screaming fans in the background emphasize. The talent is there--but the song itself is crap. A guitar in the background chokes out basic chords with an simple Natalie Imbruglia-esque rhythm as Morrissey churns out such drivel as "I danced myself out of the womb...Is it strange to dance so soon?....What...

Author: By Eliot Schrefer, CONTRIBUTING WRITER | Title: Twenty-First Century Still Breathing Down Morrissey's Neck | 10/2/1998 | See Source »

...Changed my Plea to Guilty" is symptomatic of Morrissey's unsuccessful departure from his more rewarding roots. A Tori Amos wannabe crudely whales chord progressions in the background while Morrissey croons about "emotional air-raids" and the like. One can imagine Morrissey the ex-diva, a martini in his hand, reclining on the piano in a seedy bar, bemoaning his existence. Oh, Morrissey, you're brooding enough already--give us a beat to leave the ballads to the groomed women in the Top 40 who know what they are doing...

Author: By Eliot Schrefer, CONTRIBUTING WRITER | Title: Twenty-First Century Still Breathing Down Morrissey's Neck | 10/2/1998 | See Source »

...with that background that my story begins...

Author: By William P. Bohlen, CRIMSON STAFF WRITER | Title: A Fan-tasy Come True | 10/1/1998 | See Source »

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