October 2001 - Sinister - missprint.org

Sinister: baby steps to four o'clock!
by Rachel 22 Oct '01

22 Oct '01

HELLOOOO SINISTERINES!!! Some days are packed full of moments that seem like they are the crux of many things about to unfold. Today has been one of those days for me, filled with these dynamics... This day has been about two weeks long. There have been so many wonderful posts and I have been trying to get organized all day to post something of my own. So here I am, rock you like a hurricane! Just to give y'all a little fruitloop update, I have reconciled with my dancing partner from onstage at the 2nd L.A. B&S show, Dustin Smartly-Dressed, after he profusely apologized for inviting his ex-girlfriend to stay with him over my birthday weekend and then stood me up for a concert because he was "ill". It turns out that he really was ill, in addition to suffering from being an eighteen-year-old boy. I am glad to be his friend, because Dustin is very funny and smart and talented. We had a very nice evening Friday night. He's thinking about joining this list, too, so you'll find out how grate he is if he isn't too shy to post. Elise from Wisconsin is one of the most caring and kind hearted little cutie I've ever had the pleasure of having in my life, and I thank her so much for being so wonderful! This list made that connection possible, and also... the sweetie Ryan from this list met my family today including most of my siblings and my parents and my Aunt. It was slightly embarrassing, but mostly a lot of fun. Ryan said that my family is "colorful" and my family thinks Ryan is the nicest cutest boy I've ever brought around to meet them. It was fab! What a doll Ryan is! Welcome Andre Enrico Ciriaco Federico!! Andre wrote of a pretty in pink girl: "I know I should go up and say something, but- you know how there are some people that just melt you?" Yes... I do. I think that is why I accept apologies from silly eighteen-year-olds. And I wear a lot of pink, PAL, and I wear it well! ;) I think you definitely should talk to this girl!!! It sounds like she's noticed you, too! Besides, life's too short! Danny Farrell wrote: "I almost hugged a lamp post last night,i think i would have if id had more to drink but as it was i just settled for a few head-pats from my tall friend and the pearls of wisdom "It really can only get better" or something similar to that anyway." Yep. It can only get better. Then it might get a little worse again, but then one day it will get a lot better and it will seem like you're infused with the strength to not care too much about the lonliness anymore, and that's when you will meet someone grate! Chris Pez wrote: "contrary to popular belief the chrises mix tape challenge team still exists. it now consists of Chris Pez (me) and Cay Cola-Cubes [we're named after sweeties, see?" well, you two may be sweet, but you're just empty carbohydrayes. We Rachels are the most IMPORTANT meal of the day, and therefore will have the stamina to make the best mix tape ever!! Caleb Ben wrote: "well i hope nobody gets mad at me, but i've nominated myself an honorary rachel. and henceforth, i shall be known called Rachel As Well. initials R.A.W. thats right." Okay, R.A.W (that's very close to my initials, R.E.W.!) Welcome to team Rachels! I shall be mailing all of the Rachels and Honorary Rachels to go over our plan for the mixtape!!! yay! I'm so excited! An Monchichi (hee) wrote of Caleb Ben's (A.K.A.R.A.W.) idea for a "telephone" game using song lyrics translated from language to language: "If everyone follows the rules (what rules?) I reckon it could turn out quite hilarious in the end. I assume you're not allowed to use the actual lyrics as help?" Yeah, that sounds like a hoot!! How do we start this one? Miss Cay wrote:"Me and Hatchback were at the Betsy Trotwood on Friday with the rest of the Sinister "massive" and *wowsers* it was so good! Ben Apps-you are such a little groover and shaker!" So... Ben Apps is a groover and shaker? Like a superfly disco dancin' John Travolta sort of groover and shaker!?! Oooh, tell me more! I liked Cay's story about Danson-Hatchback moving in! Amy from Melbourne wrote:"hands up who wants 'my so-called life' back in their lives?" I do!!!! That show ROCKED my world. Claire Danes' haircolor in it alone was enough to snare me in! But It was just such an engaging show in general. I think it was the first of its kind, before the Dawson's Creek lot! Asm wrote: "I was on the bus today and there was a girl who looked just like Katie Holmes, holding hands with a boy who looked just like Jarvis Cocker, and I marvelled at the perfection of this couple." Awww, that's so cute!!! It's grate when you can take notice of cute couples and appreciate how wonderful it all seems. Most times how it seems is even better than how it really is, at least for me. I try not to get carried away with the dreamy fantasy part of a relationship because then the whole thing takes on a life of its own and is based on nothing, and when the infatuation fades, what are you left with? nothing. Sometimes simple realism can be your best friend! But I like to look at cute couples and dream about how lovely it all can be! CarsmileSteve wrote: "You know it's at this time of year that i like to go back and read the rules of the list, just in case i've missed anything." Which section of the list rules do you suppose would make the most interesting reading for the majority of us, then? Joe "Rachel Pancake" Vester wrote: "Can someone tell me what 'vintage' clothing is?" It's the term that thrift stores use to justify charging $20 for a blouse that you ordinarily could buy at a secondhand store for $2. Archel Toast wrote: "i think we should have a sinister picnic in a library." That's a fancy idea!!! But wouldn't you get kicked out for being too loud and for drinking alcohol in a library?! So, HOW WAS THE DUNDEE PICNIC?! Kate Keenan wrote: "What am I, scotch mist?" I am going to add this phrase to my vernacular straight away! Calumn wrote: "Loads and loads of people came to visit me in GLASGOW (they may not have arrived for me *exclusively*, except for Ken, who was looking to pick up a couple of tips for pulling the ladies. And Lady wasps, apparently!)" So what are some of the ladykiller tips that Ken might have picked up from you whilst in Glasgow? Slip some vodka in her red bull when she isn't looking? Miss B. "Sweet Adeline" posted a grate story about a man dressed as Jesus, complete with cross, going into Walgreens to buy snack cakes. I gotta say that I wish I had witnessed that scene! THAT's what I call divine comedy! Stout Robin wrote about the longevity of historic writings:"someone the philosopher knew had kept a diary, and in this diary were all sorts of things about the philosopher and all of his ideas, along with shopping lists and moans about his wife. But the reason archaeologists had found this diary at all, with all its fascinating stories, was because the man had CHISELLED IT INTO HIS BEDROOM WALL, and the archaeologists had found the wall." I wonder if our binary banter just disappears into thin air or if there will be historic records from e-mails in the future... Lisa from Texas wrote of her friends' wedding: "The strains of "Johnathan David" begin ...and the wedding couple and aforesaid Seattle pal all join me (no coercing! I feel so blessed!) to do the various kinds of Charlie Brown kids' dances." Whoah! That's so cool! I wish I had been there to do a little Charlie Brown dancing! The whole wedding sounds like it would have been an experience not to be missed! Peter Miller wrote of the new B&S cover for "I'm Waking Up To Us": "I think it's gorgeous, to be honest. I think it's the best B&S sleeve of the lot." Wow, I really love this cover artwork, too! The girl and the dog are ultra cute... I think it could be my favorite as well! Ruvi wrote: "people are silly and sad the world over." Yes, some areas moreso than others, but it's a relief to know that there are other people just as silly/sad (I like to interchange these) as I am. welcome back from China, Ruvi! Vu in Minneapolis/St. Paul looks pretty cute. I want to know how one goes about getting an e-mail address from dork.com cos I think I really need one! The ill boy PeetSketchSteve wrote: "Tim, Nic McCabe would be in my top 10 too. A genius with six strings." I also agree with you and Tim about Nick McCabe. Seeing the Verve live was like a religious experience for me because of his guitar playing. Can anybody tell me what Nick McCabe is doing these days? I hope you are feeling better, Steve! So, I haven't really heard much from you Southern California/L.A. area Sinisterines, what am I, Scotch mist?... drop me an e-mail if you're interested in picnicing. I had suggested Saturday November 10th, but we can discuss it further! Ernie, you are next on my list to write back to! I have no ill "Will" towards your team! (but the Rachels are gonna kick your butt! ;) And Katie Cheeriodle, I also apologize for taking a while to write back. I'm off like a prom dress! love, Rachel fruitloop __________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Make a great connection at Yahoo! Personals. http://personals.yahoo.com +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister(a)missprint.org. 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Sinister: it's blue and it's loud
by Histrianic＠aol.com 22 Oct '01

22 Oct '01

It's blue and it's loud Making noise at one in the night.. Yes, I have a new blue fender strat!!! I can actually do the bar chords for She's Losing It on my electric. My acoustic guitar has way too thick a neck for my little hand to be able to do bar chords on. So I am excited, and thought I'd share (and brag). Ta ta! cheers, h +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister(a)missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo(a)missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+

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Sinister: the hardest part is yet to come
by lindsey baker 22 Oct '01

22 Oct '01

hello sinister. i decided. to post. again. so. this may be not funny. like my usual posts. i don't know what was wrong with me yesterday. hm. i'm home from university for fall break, as they call it, and so, so ready to go back to school. i love my family, yes. but. life, as it is called, is sucking and being home seems to only make it worse. this morning i decided to put my makeup on in my sister's room. and as i was putting on my face for the world, i heard her watches ticking in her jewelry box. about five or six of them, all ticking very loudly at different paces of seconds. and the sound made me quite sad. i had no music to drown out the time. and so was forced to listen to swatches telling me what a waste every wasted day is. (my sister and i love swatch watches. but they tick. very. very. loudly.) death cab for cutie say in one of their songs 'waste a day so i can think clearly.' and i think i hope i can think clearly when i go back to school and have to face not only that male cheerleader, but also the ex-dating boy man and the Boy I Love. when you realize you love someone. you get. scared. and when i realized i loved the boy i love, i had to face facts that i was dating someone else and that the boy i love doesn't love me so much in return. thus. i have come to think love is. overrated. now you'll all tell me "no, lindsey. love is wonderful and special and so so so good at the right right right time with the best best best man." danny, in particular, will say, 'lindsey, you must not think this way.' but. i do. so there. it is better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all. well. i have loved. i do love. and am losing. because the boy. never loved. doesn't love. at all. those things -- the losing and the never loving -- i think, cannot be separated. if you lose someone, how much love was there to start with? and once you lose someone or some love, isn't it expected that you'll just start over? like you never loved at all? oops, i thought i loved you, but i was just kidding? of course, i'll wait for this love for this boy to ebb. and then i can say, yes. i loved someone. no matter that the love was unrequited -- in fact, brutally rebuffed time and time again by the confused and alleged bastard -- and no matter that the love hurt like hell and no matter that the love wasted left the lover leary of ever loving fully and truly. no matter. well. that's not my style. so lovers can take their hearts and roses and candy and put it on the shelf next to the godfather triology. overrated. i want to go away now, and never come back. i want to go where the apples in stereo sing about. but. i must. go back. to school. and broken. broken. broken. hearts. lindsey _______________________________________________________ Send a cool gift with your E-Card http://www.bluemountain.com/giftcenter/ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister(a)missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo(a)missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+

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Sinister: they come from a star
by John Maxwell 21 Oct '01

21 Oct '01

the sky was grey and overcast today, and it was all drizzly. i was wondering what i was going to do, try to plan the day ahead; try and milk what little things i would be doing as much as i could, as what i usually do in my holidays. i looked outside the window of the sitting room, just past the garden and onto the sloping banks, where i noticed two blackbirds sitting. they were sitting facing each other, about ten yards away. they didnt seem to be moving, and i couldnt hear if they were making any noises to each other. wild birds are generally quite competitive, no matter their sex, and i thought it was a little odd for them to be sitting, staring. im not an expert on birds, but their colours varied slightly, and i know that they were of opposite sex. maybe i shouldnt think so romantically, but i cant help thinking that they were beginning to like each other. Two wee birds, snuggling in their nest is such a gorgeous thought. maybe they dont get married, but they could have their own little honeymoon. it could be a romantic cruise across the world and a backpacking trip across europe, except it would be flying. they would have their honeymoon period of unparalleled love, but they would have the foundation building of having to live and defend for themselves, which would possibly make their love as good as any beings.. since im only sixteen, i havent really discovered true love. but i think that it would be just an expanded or elaborated version of any other love; the tingling of liking someone so very much, and the doublefuzziness of them liking you back, the security that you could probably spend the rest of your days with them happily, and settle down and eventually have your own wee backpacking-birdie flight thing. but even the birds love could be shattered; theres always competition. there always seems to be a better bird than yourself, and then theres always accidents. the birds true love could easily be smothered by heartbreak when they are as happy and ecstatic as they would ever be, which would make the pain even more colossal. its hard enough when the aching is not related to true love. i wonder if birds ever fear the day when their love would be broken. i guess it does not happen to everybody. some people would be happy until they die, and arguably past their death. i wish that would happen to everybody, but in having to admit theres no such perfect world, i am happy that some people would find their true love, be happy for the rest of their lives and never be broken, even if that wouldnt be the case for me. i used to wonder if birds, and other animals found true love. i used to wonder (sometimes i still do) if it exists. but it must do, because there are so many lovely people, and so many people happy. theres so much poo in our existence too, which cant be ignored, but there is always light at the end of the tunnel. johnjohn x _________________________________________________________________ Get your FREE download of MSN Explorer at http://explorer.msn.com/intl.asp +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister(a)missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo(a)missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+

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Sinister: the seconds linger, and the memory remains...
by Ernie Sanchez 21 Oct '01

21 Oct '01

Hello! My second post. Im not as nervous as the first time, and hopefully will perform better. I suppose I should start off by saying that Im now an honourary member of the Wills. The initiation ceremony was very grueling, although a little inappropriate for discussion on this list. Along with Will Salt, I guess that somebody already suggested the name Will Pepper. Since Pepper was taken, in order to not cause any internal conflicts within the Wills, I considered becoming Will Paprika, Oregano, Cloves or Parmesan Cheese. Spike thought that Will Cloves would be best. Although Im not so sure if I like this pattern. Wouldnt want to become the subject of ridicule from the Rachels and Chrises (plural form?) on the list, who will call us the Spice Boys. That would be nice in a way, as we could adopt the slogan Will Power! But if were the Spice Boys, perhaps I should be Ginger, as Ill probably be the first to leave the group and embark on a solo career of making mixes without the group. Im already taking offers. Of course Ginger is also a fitting name as there are also the pictures shot of me a few years ago. But thats another story... Andre, I enjoyed your New Zealand dream team list, but where is Martin Phillips? He would clearly be the goal scorer on my dream team, as Ive recently become obsessed with the Chills and believe that they are the best New Zealand band. A Los Angeles meetup would be nice, although the Rachels (Cornflake and Fruitloop) seem to be in anti-Will mode now. I havent received an email from either of them recently. Perhaps we can get past our competitive differences and have a meetup somewhere in LA, dancing the day (and possibly night) away to B&S. Ok, on to my second B&S live review! Last time I left out a few things from the first San Francisco show that I enjoyed. Stuart requested some audience participation, and first asked if a girl that hed heard that set her nipples on fire was at the show. I guess that somebody from the band saw this, I dont know where though. Since she wasnt available, he said that theyd have to think of someone else. They asked for someone to help sing The Boy With the Thorn In His Side, since Stu couldnt remember all of the lyrics. As mentioned previously, he (Brian) did a wonderful job! They also had Rachel Cornflake, very embarrassed onstage but so cute, doing the spoken bit part during Dirty Dream #2. She was great! Also, an audience member in front of me gave Stuart an Oakland As baseball cap during the show and Stuart shouted, Thats the team of the workers! which I thought was fairly humorous. He wore the cap during a song, without taking off the tags. Finally, before Everyday People was performed in the end, Stevie mentioned that the following song to be performed was from the best San Francisco band. The crowd started yelling out band names, and Stevie would reply. No, not the Jefferson Airplane. Not Green Day, certainly not fucking Green Day. The crowd cheered at Stevies jeer, but then he said, regrettably, respect to Green Day. Its not that they arent any good, its just that we couldnt do one of their songs. He went on to say Theyre pretty tough guys, Green Day. To which Stuart responded, Eh, theres more of us. What a nice street brawl that would be! On to the second San Francisco show. Overall, the performance was very nice, their cover songs were amazing. Here is the setlist I came up with from my recording: Sunday 9/9/01 1. sleep the clock around 2. theres too much love 3. the magic of a kind word 4. san francisco (wear flowers in your hair) (scott mckenzie cover) 5. mayfly 6. jonathan david 7. dont leave the the light on, baby 8. the model 9. wandering alone (the new spanish song sung by Stevie, a wonderful song) 10. billie jean (michael jackson cover) 11. simple things 12. the boy with the arab strap 13. you made me forget my dreams 14. judy and the dream of horses 15. family tree 16. dog on wheels 17. the wrong girl (the previous night, Stevie did the first few lines of the song in the style of Johnny Cash, this time he did so in the style of Neil Young!) 18. womans realm 19. legal man Another wonderful night. Stuart complained about his playing football and his skin roasting and being sunburned because he was a pale Scottish boy. Yet he didnt succumb to audience members demands for him to take off his shirt and show people his sunburned body. During San Francisco (wear flowers in your hair) which was even lovelier than the original (quite an accomplishment), Sarah started to throw flowers into the audience. A few members of B&S had flowers in their hair as well. During Billie Jean, as mentioned, Isobel came out with the fake pregnancy ball under her Bob Dylan dress while Stevie looked at it and sang the kid is not my son. Hilarious! Actually, they had their drum tech, Mr. Mark McGwire go up on stage before the song to do the Moonwalk. This segued into the bass and keyboard intro for Billie Jean. As this was happening, I thought that they were going to stop, but as the vocals kicked in, the crowd went crazy. I was amazed at how many people knew the song, getting the lyrics along with yelling out the vocal ooh parts exactly as the original. Stu seemed surprised at this and gave everyone a thumbs up. It should be noted that Stevie did the majority of the singing, and Stuart did the people always told me... bit for this song. Their vocal impressions of MJ were simply incredible! Probably the single most entertaining, best performance of a song Ive ever seen! This was the first show I went to in which Mayfly and Judy and the Dream of Horses was performed. Besides one of the speakers being blown out during You Made Me Forget My Dreams, the sound was perfectly mixed, flawless again. Somebody in the crowd also yelled out play the Aislers Set already, to which Stevie played the first few bars of Hit the Snow. As I was standing two people over from Alicia and Wyatt from the Set, this was great to hear. Overall a wonderful night, a good end to the shows I attended. Its strange to see how diverse the setlists were. Although they played 19 or 20 songs at each of the 4 shows I went to, they only did the following songs at all 4 shows: 1. simple things 2. legal man 3. family tree 4. womens realm 5. the wrong girl 6. the boy with the arab strap 7. jonathan david 8. theres too much love 9. the magic of a kind word Still, to only have half of the setlist remain the same over 4 nights is incredible and shows what a wonderful band they are. Most bands, even if they have a lot of releases, only practice the same songs and only have 2 or 3 different songs, and thats performing only 10-15 songs. Also, looking at the diversity of bands covered throughout the nights showcases a great deal of diversity. And to think that they did Dont Fear the Reaper by Blue Oyster Cult at the Olympia who but nobody has mentioned it! Attendees of shows, please provide us with more reviews if possible! Ok, this is incredibly long now, good luck again if youve read this far. Cheers, Ernie (Will Cloves) _________________________________________________________________ Get your FREE download of MSN Explorer at http://explorer.msn.com/intl.asp +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister(a)missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo(a)missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+

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Sinister: "ooooh, 'greensleeves' rocks. tell us some more hits, ann. please."
by Kirsten Kenyon 21 Oct '01

21 Oct '01

something strange is happening...i finally got to unpacking a bit last night. about time, too...five months. i found some good stuff i'd forgotten i had. a jar of latex, some more paper cement, an elvis magnet....elvis is now on the refrigerator door, dancing scandalously under my cousin jenna's senior portrait. so yes, elvis in a box. and then..."a century of elvis" somewhere...at someone's house. or in my car. or the coffee shop, i can't remember. so i started thinking, trying to think of all of the elvises i've met. there was one...i met him in an elevator at a hotel. someone was getting married...someone i sort of knew. i was about eight years old and wearing my best. running up to the hotel room for one thing or another, i found myself in an elevator with elvis. he asked me where the wedding was, and i stared wide-eyed and told him what i knew. then i got off on the wrong floor and ran back to the reception. i'd just met elvis and i'd given him directions, and he would be along any minute. i whispered it to rachel and we giggled nervously, waiting for everyone to explode with excitement when elvis walked through the door. but it never happened. well, elvis did walk through the door. the wrong wedding. they sent him away...i could have cried. elvis hated me, i was sure of it. i woke up this morning to "the elvis hour" on some college radio station. i sat up quickly and hit my head. and then i fell back down for a minute and i think i'm getting a bump now. i couldn't find sophie yesterday. sophie is my puppy. well, i say she's mine, and it's only a small fib. i'd been running around looking for her for quite some time when the telephone rang and i'm sorry if i was stupid on the phone, i was sort of...frantic. i was walking around the house saying "sophia maria" and making those lame kissy sounds people often make at cats. i used to laugh at people who made kissy sounds at their pets, but i'd only had goldfish and two small lizards. the lizards belonged to my brother, and he'd found them somewhere and they only lasted about a month and we were very sad when they died and buried them in a shoebox in the yard. some time later, the boy next door asked if he might dig them up for a science project. we'd all sort of forgotten... we said okay, in the name of education, and he dug them up and put them in the sun to bleach their little bones and i didn't really want to look at them, but i did. tiny white skulls. my high-school painting teacher was obsessed with georgia o'keefe. i never much cared for her work, but she was a fabulously sassy old lady. and quite beautiful, really. like a nice piece of driftwood. oh, why....okay. you know what? i don't like georgia o'keefe at all. she painted big raunchy flowers and nasty cow skulls. and she might have painted some nice things too but i've forgotten them. georgia o'keefe is all flowers and skulls to me. and she very well may have ruined my life. i am quite serious. literally. possibly. ruined it. erm. richard. john. gillanders. yeah. "if you're not into that whole 'brevity' thing." love kirsten Care2 make the world greener! http://www.care2.com - Get your Free e-mail account that helps save Wildlife! +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister(a)missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo(a)missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+

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Sinister: the overnight stopping train and dubious snacks
by Gordon 21 Oct '01

21 Oct '01

16 October 2001 I've decided to take it easy for a while, and write a post that's going to take ages to write. I'm not intending to say much. In fact, quite the contrary: I'm going to say very little, over a long period of time. You see, I *am*, after all, reading all your terribly lovely and quite delightfully *long* posts at the moment. I'm slowly absorbing a tone of voice, called a yawn, directly from a comfy armchair to which I shall return presently. Not a yawn of boredom, I hasten to add, but one of ... oh, I wish I had at my disposal a word in the same league as Cunning Andre's. But I shall settle for the slumbers of a nychthemeron, which is a whiny electronic Greek instrument that you can only use at night. Not. 17 October 2001 One day later and I'm already cheating and lying. It's still the 16th. 19 October 2001 'I'm always lying', after Epimenides, aside, this slow pace is really rather fine. Since last entry, I have done some tidying up, surfed the web for Bed & Breakfast establishments in Edinburgh, gone for a stroll, purchased three tins of wonton soup, watched a Ken Russell film about the composer Frederick Delius and have just screwed a plank of wood onto an old television stand after the fashion of a 1950's coffee table. It's amazing how much one can achieve in three days. I think I shall reward my efforts with a cup of Earl Grey and one of those chocolate coated digestives. 20; a Sunday I had a £1 all-day bus ticket on Saturday and toddled up to Barnton, to check out the place I've got to be at work tomorrow at 8:30am. (It is a grubby 3 storey block of late 60's / early 70's vintage and inside is a factory for twee little starter homes... kinda like the burgers of the housing market. Which might suggest to UK listees the name of the company.) Now, 08:30 is an ungodly hour by anyone's standards but when you live two and a half hours away it seems hardly worth bothering going to bed. Only a month's contract though, so I suppose it's a bit like working on an oil-rig minus the big pay cheque, the risk and the North Sea. And shore leave, speaking of which I also visited a big new box known as the Leith Ocean Terminal. I stood on a balcony, gazing past the old Royal Yacht *Britannia* and a French navy frigate, to see if I could see the Dundee Picnic, but the Kingdom of Fife got in the way. I turned around and wandered into a multiplex instead. KYsuperglue. Ouch. American Pie II has arrived. What is it with dogs on covers these days? First, Mr.Miller directs us to this: http://images-eu.amazon.com/images/P/B00005OM55.01.LZZZZZZZ.jpg and now the Mull Historical Society comes out with this: http://images-eu.amazon.com/images/P/B00005QD2N.02.LZZZZZZZ.jpg is it the same dog? The first Scottish canine supermodel? Mmm... I think Sunnyset's Belle is better. In fact, I might start a 'Belle is Better' campaign. 24 October Now if I were really working hard I'd have devised both a dreem indie fitba' teem and offered to take part in the mistery mixtape competition. I'm not doing the former cos I can't be bothered to work out the rules of football and I don't know much about indie bands which brings me to the latter, as I'd only go adding Raymond Scott's 1962 vintage electronic advertising jingle for the Baltimore Gas & Electric Co. again. Either that or the Hostess Twinkies one of the following year, which clocks in at only 32 seconds so might be less painful. So I made up my own wee competition. Actually, it's more of a cheesy radio show give-away, but same difference. So, the Saracen's Head 'polo' shirt goes to the first person to send their address to: sybarite(a)working-hard.co.uk Of course, you'll have to prove you can play polo first. Or at least swallow one. 27 October "Furthermore, the character of Twinkie The Kid is a thoroughly adult character who engages only in mature activities not in any way recommended for children, such as law enforcement and rodeo theatrics. Twinkies are as safe and socially responsible as they are delicious." [http://www.geocities.com/CollegePark/6174/jokes/hostess-market-unhealthy-tw…] EAT SPAM! Slightly Pervy 'Adult' Mail. I'm re-subscribing on a new E-mail address cos I'm getting fed up with all the junk mail received at this one, which I'm shutting down lock, stock and tinned, without the ring-pull. And easy on the onions. 28; a Sunday I've had a relapse, and made the whole of the last week up. It must have been one of these weird dreams like you get when you eat Stilton before going to bed. Time for lunch (dead fish from France floating in hot water with bits added from a plastic packet in the freezer) Bouillabasse. *basiers voles* sings Viktor Lazlo** (a cool jazzy band from... not France but, like Jaques Brel and Vanessa Paridis and Poirot and TinTin(nabulation?), from Belgium), and also the title of the film 'Stollen Kisses' by Francois Truffle, which is all about two women and a German cake recipie [1/4 oz Yeast (dried), active 1 package 3/4c Water, warm 1/2 c Sugar, granulated 3 lg Eggs, a tricycle, one spatula, a large farmhouse table... ]. Gordon ** "One day I met the beautiful and exotic girl Sonja in the nightclub "Le Mirano" in Brussels. She wore a mini-skirt and had really long legs and a beautiful ass. I asked her if the quality of her legs corresponded with that of her vocal abilities. She said fuck off. In the end she finally did do backing vocals for Lou & the Hollywood Bananas. In one take! I was stunned and immediately knew we had to do something together." says her producer. 'SEXISM IS BAD. THE BROADS DON'T LIKE IT' as it says on the T-Shirt +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister(a)missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo(a)missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+

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Sinister: Essex Green in B&S are Shite Shocker
by Peter Carter 21 Oct '01

21 Oct '01

It's be quite a while since I last wrote, due to a changing of residences and a lack of internet access. I currently have a backlog of over 300 sinister e-mails! Anyway, on Thursday I had the good fortune of seeing The Essex Green and The Chemistry Experiment in Bath. I got there pretty early and asked the DJ to play some Sleater Kinney... and he smiled at me in that way that DJs do when you ask them to play their favourite bands... and he played it two songs later. From that point the night just got better and better. I talked to a guy from TCE for a while and he seemed pretty nice (he's actually a member is Sinister I discovered!), then they went on stage and they were great. After that I went to the merchandise stall, and bought a CE album... and the guy selling is complemented me on my Candle Records t-shirt. I said I liked a lot of the stuff on the label, but I really liked The Lucksmiths and I talked for a little while about how much I liked them and that they are one of my favourite bands. The guy then said 'Hi, I'm Mark for The Lucksmiths' and I was pretty stunned. He was really nice though, and I talked to him about me and Kara and how I loved Great Dividing Range and Guess How Much I Love You because they remind me of her... and he seemed pretty chuffed that I liked them so much. I saw the Essex Green after that, and they were brilliant... really bouncy, high energy indie-pop... though they didn't play Mrs Bean, even though I requested it, because they ran out of time. I was talking to the bassist afterwards and he seemed pretty nice. However, I asked if he had ever been compared to the mighty B&S, because almost every vaguely twee band seem to, even when they sound nothing alike. And that's when it happened. He said 'Oh, B&S are shit, and I don't like that band that named themselves after that song they did... Arab Strap, they're awful'... and I stood aghast, not only was he slagging off two of my favourite bands, he seemed to have got his information pretty twisted as well. I didn't say anything to him though, because apart from that he seemed alright. I also managed to line up interviews with TCE, Essex Green and The Lucksmiths for my webzine, Fast Cow. Which should be up in a few weeks if anyone's interested. Then I had to leave because the girl who gave me a lift was bored and tired and I couldn't get home any other way. I missed most of the main band, The French Kicks, set, but they didn't seem too great to me. They were billed as the next Strokes... and that's not really that much of an aspiration... not that The Strokes are bad, but they hardly set the world alight. Oh, and I also worshipped a guy with a Moldy Peaches t-shirt, and he seemed a little bemused. Well, that's about it for now, fare thee well Sinistrites. Peter +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister(a)missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo(a)missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+

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Sinister: "In her world, vinyl records are made like crêpes"
by Jordi Trenzano 21 Oct '01

21 Oct '01

Sentence of the year. I hope my frenchie neighbours (and miss Lola Monnet) won´t punish me if it´s not the right translation :) If I ever have a record label, i´ll call it "records like crêpes", even If I just have to release vinyl editions. I love the new sleeve, I just hope that Belle the nearly-grown up dog doesn´t get jealous and starts biting the sleeve once her owner buys the single. I heard Belle was preparing herself to teach a greek dog how to bark rude words in bark-glasgaweseee. I won´t say where does the topic line comes from. Jordiet +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister(a)missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo(a)missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+

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Sinister: sewing circles are not solely based in trades of cloth, there's spinsters all around here taking notes reporting on us as information travels faster in the modern age
by lindsey baker 21 Oct '01

21 Oct '01

when i heard ben from death cab sing that. or rather. when i saw him sing that line. i swooned. with love. for death cab. singing about my life, they were, and i smiled that they knew my fate was to be a spinster. a reporting spinster, no less. i reached into my reporter's bag and took notes. oh yes yes yes yes, i said, and ignored conor oberst there lurking in the corner. no, then i wanted to have ben's children. anyway. the omaha death cab/prom/shiner show was fabu, minus shiner. yikes, i said. no math rock for this twee honeypie. so. where to start. i said a while ago that i had thought about becoming a lurker. and i received such a happy, happy outpouring of sinister love that my happiness was twofold: one, people on sinister are lovely, and two, people on sinister seem to think i am lovely after all. so, i'm not lurking too too much. on sinister. though i have thought about doing so in the big bad world. my friend jeremy told me recently that he thinks all people posess some degree of hotness, and that that hotness has periods of latency and activity. my hotness appears to have entered the ninth house of activity, and the raging come-ons i have been subject to as of late are almost too much for me to handle. first. there was the boy at the student government meeting. now, mind, i'm the student government reporter. i cover this faction. and yet. this boy. saunters over. and, kindly, gives me a 'one-seat buffer.' he said that. then. he said. i was: intriguing mysterious intimidating someone he thought he might not want to run into in a dark alley but someone who turned out to be interesting and had a personality oh my. laying it on thick, he was. and then he mentioned to me in passing that: his shoes were making his feet sweat did i like his open collar shirt? he was, in fact, a male cheerleader need i really say more about this kid? goodness. that. that was wednesday. after the death cab show. almost exactly at the same time that the boy i was dating was spending the night in another girl's bed. because i told him i loved someone else. so. thursday. fight with the boy i love. nothing from boy i was dating. friday. badness. boy i was dating tells me about rendezvous, and we're called off. boy i love is neutral on boy i was dating situation. so. i decided to call my friend ned in new york. now, ned and i have never met. i interviewed him for a story i wrote about him and the book he wrote two years ago. so. after that interview, we started writing emails. and all was well and sweet and friendly. recently, we started talking on the phone. and all was well and sweet and friendly. so i thought, surely, ned can make me feel better. well. the conversation was fine. and then we sent each other photos of one another through email. as we have never met, yes. and he attempted to tell me that i looked like several famous so and sos, and that those so and sos were hot. (note to boys: don't ever say, hey -- you look kind of like winona ryder with blonde hair. she's hot. NO NO NO. say 'you look kind of like her, but are so TEN TIMES HOTTER, AT LEAST.") so. yes. my photos. eventually, the conversation took odd turns and he asked if i wanted to have phone sex. NO NO NO. another thing not to ask a girl. especially not if you look like ned. who looks like ray romano of everybody loves raymond fame. so. i said no. of course. ugh. gross. they make magazines for that kind of entertainment. that don't involve my photo. which makes me wonder if anyone uses sinister photos for that kind of hobby. hm. yikes. sorry guys. anyway. then there was tonight. i suffered the lone 'actively hot' girl in the coffee shop fate. suffice it to say this man was 41. a welder. from L.A. who came to nebraska to visit his sister when 'the shit hit the fan' in new york. he asked me if i liked 'crawly things' and removed two hermit crabs from his shirt pocket and set them a crawlin' on the table. 'their names are 10 and 11.' apparently they were the tenth and eleventh hermit crabs he had had. he asked me a question. i said yes, i had a boyfriend. i had to lie, you see. because of 10 and 11. another question. why is it that 99% of the women in nebraska weigh 200 pounds plus, and the 1% as fine as you are all spoken for? sigh. so you see. why i think. i should. be a lurker. and accept. my fate. as a spinster. all you need is love in a romance novel. your very own single and sad but yet so so happy miss lindsey lou _______________________________________________________ Send a cool gift with your E-Card http://www.bluemountain.com/giftcenter/ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister(a)missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo(a)missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+

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