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i It was dancing-room only at Zanzibar, a club near the Boston Common, where last Saturday night rock star Prince relaxed after his concert at the Centrum in Worcester. A A ifif, J' sort V' mii -a tSllfe'Ul r. mm WMiiin-iiiMr rrmi IV still the liveliest night of the week Paul Mordaski was drinking Budweiser from a bottle, playing miniature basketball, listening to Fleetwood Mac on the jukebox at' Mary Ann's. This was what Mordaski called "getting warmed up for the night -priming." Mordaski, 21, is a senior at Boston College, and Mary Ann's is a dimly lit, one-room bar in Cleveland Circle, near the school. After a few beers here, Mordaski and his friends will go back to campus, where the girls next door were having a party.

Keith Lane, another BC senior, stood at the bar. He wore Jeans and a baseball cap. He is a cornerback for the school's football team. "This kind of atmosphere gets you in a good mood," he said. The BC football team had just lost to West Virginia, 55-19.

"You forget your problems." Across the room, a 21 -year-old Fairfield University English major lay passed out on a wooden bench against the wall. He'd '0 fYw I'lHi vVv SATURDAY NIGHT Continued from Page 1 bund produce and meat stalls, the waterfront an area of decrepit warehouses. Then in 1975, the first building of the new Faneuil Hall Marketplace opened in what was considered a risky venture. Less than two years ago, there were few places to go in the Theater District other than shows. Now a neighborhood association that used to worry that the nearby Combat Zone inhibited business complains about limousines double-parked outside glitzy new nightclubs.

"For many years people just thought office towers were terrific, and those areas were deserted at night," said Lawrence Murray, executive director of ArtsBoston. "There has been a real trend to make the city livable 18 hours a day. The first place this was practiced on was Faneuil Hall. And now it's being practiced in the Theater District." At Quincy Market at 8:30 p.m., 12 young women in Cornell University sweatshirts, here for the Head of the Charles regatta, threw their shopping bags in a heap beside them and began singing: "He's the boogie-woogie bugle boy from Company They were members of the Touchtones, an a cappella singing group at the Ithaca, New York, college. Bystanders stopped to listen, performers and audience alike swaying to the music, fingers snapping, toes tapping.

Fifteen minutes later, as suddenly as they had begun the impromptu show, the Touchtones took a bow, shook hands with some onlookers and blended back into the evening crowd. "We just wanted to show people what we're about," said Wendy Fuhr, who is 20 and majors in "A lot of people just start doing their own thing here at night." Across the street, a beige Jaguar squeezed past four Mercedes-Benzes in the semicircular driveway of the Bostonian Hotel. A silver-haired couple from the Jaguar pressed through the revolving doors on their way to Seasons restaurant. The hotel, whose brick facade and green awnings overlook the Haymarket produce vendors, is one of 1 1 new hotels to open in Boston since 1980. Rachael and David Whites, here on business from Chicago, left after dining at Seasons.

Rachael Whites, her sea-green dress brushing her green high-heeled shoes, had duck with ginger and scallions for $26 and drank more than one glass of Chardonnay. "Everybody said we had to come here," she said. Her husband touched her hand. "The food was great," he said. "The atmosphere? Perfect, of course.

We can't say more." black hair sticking straight up, was at the Orpheum listening to Siouxsie and the Banshees. She just loves Siouxsie's vocals. Pettica, 19, wore a long black coat with the words "Alien Sex Fiend" printed on the back, a "Dracula Sucks" button pinned to the lapel and a box of Djarum clove cigarettes in the pocket. Her hair is naturally dark. Once, when she dyed it blacker, it fell out, so she shaved her Now she puts egg whites in her hair or shaving cream, or Knox gelatin to get the look she wants.

She uses Aqua Net extra super-hold hairspray. Onstage, Siouxsie sang a song whose Words were difficult for someone who is not a fan to understand. "It's hard to interpret her songs," Pettica said. Plus, the bass was turned up very loud, and Siouxsie, who is British, has a whiny voice. Everybody in the sold-out auditorium was standing, undulating to the music.

A girl in a bridal veil sat on a railing. Siouxsie's hair was black. So was her jacket. Underneath the jacket, she wore a white shirt with ruffles so long they hung well below her hands. Behind her, a light show pulsated on a transparent scrim.

Marq Free, whose' parents named him Marc Friedman 19, years ago, was here to check out the music and other people's hair. He studies philosophy at Northeastern University and plays guitar in a band called Never Never. He thought" the "really high-tech digital stuff that Siouxsie's drummer did was terrific. In the lobby before the Free noticed a girl with white make-up and "alien hair" that was probably a wig. Free himself has hair that some might consider alien.

His parents, he said, feel "a little uncomfortable being seen in' public with me." The top of his hair is bleached blond, crinkled" with a crimping iron, rubbed; with a towel to get it to stick out, and held in place with Aqua Net. The rest is its natural brown, with a long rattall in a thin braid. He wore a black leather jacket with silver and chains. Pettica loved the "Oh my God," she said. "It was! so good." She 4lked it so much' Continued on next page been drinking since 1 1 a.m.

It was now 9:40 p.m. "He's the first casualty of the Head of the Charles," another student from the Connecticut school said. Steve Miller was on the jukebox now: "I'm a joker, I'm a smoker, I'm a midnight toker." The girls hanging at the Creamery Corner in Dorchester passed Globe photoJohn Mottern Diners in a Chinatown restaurant at 3 in the morning. the earphones of a tape recorder among them. They were listening to Al B.

Sure, the pop vocalist. "My name is Al B. Shooo-ure." The girls started singing. They bent their knees, swung their arms, clapped their hands. "Dance to the rhythm, rhythm, rhythm, rhythm, rhythm, rhythm of the funky beat." Julie O'Connell, whose mother used to hang out sometimes on a similar corner in South Boston, spends about 45 Saturday nights a year here.

"When I'm on vacation, I miss it," she said. O'Connell, 18, wore a Camp Beverly Hills sweatshirt. She has never been to Beverly Hills. When Katie, Danny, Michelle and Lorraine pulled up to the curb in a blue Hyundai, O'Connell ran to the car. "Once you are known here," she said, "you know everybody" Marlbeth Pettica, her short Theater patrons talk about the show outside Lilobcslal) pliutusTuin Hcrde the Colonial..

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