November 2001 - Sinister

Sinister: He don't mind, he don't mind, he don't mind...
by Daniela Varanda 18 Nov '01

18 Nov '01

Hi. I was wondering yesterday night with my best friend why do we have to love people. Anyway, I dated a very special guy during 2 years, but we decided we'd better break up, like, 2 months ago, because we weren't making each other happy. Fine, now we are friends, I miss him (of course), but I'm ok. Now I am dating a friend of mine. It was one of the best things that had ever happened to me, cause dating him was helping me try to forget my ex. But things are awful now, he acts like a child sometimes, he says things it's obvious he shouldn't say. He's from the contry side and when I asked him when he was going to come back to his city he said: "Maybe tomorrow, cause I got nothing to do here." This can even sound funny, cause he told me that so naturally like if I was going to feel nothing. Talking about beautiful girls in front of you is not a very polite thing when you are living the first month of the relatonship. Guys: don't do that, it's awful! It seems to me that I'm one of his boy friends. And I can't help comparing him to Leandro (my ex). That used to respect me a lot, used to send me letters, used to TAKE CARE of the relationship, from the first to the last month. And then, Danilo (my best friend) and I decided to create some nick names for people from college. I created my boyfriend's one: "Cocaine". Because "he don't mind, he don't mind, he don't mind...", or even "Careless Whisper". It's nice to make fun of it, but this is not funny at all. By the way, heve you ever been called your boyfriend's latest affair name? Oh, yeah, I have! Sorry, this is not for you to cry with, but to laugh about. I'm looking forward to buying the new EP, which hasn't been realesed here yet. I hope you are fine, and let me tell you something I felt like telling my friend yesterday: We only have a big love once in our lives. So don't ever, by any chance, let this love slip away because of stupid reasons. I can see now that it's very difficult to find someone who could replace this person. And you may regret having broken up for the rest of your life. Take care! Love, Daniela _______________________________________________________________________________________________ Yahoo! GeoCities Tenha seu lugar na Web. Construa hoje mesmo sua home page no Yahoo! GeoCities. É fácil e grátis! http://br.geocities.yahoo.com/ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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: Ghost World
by idleberry 18 Nov '01

18 Nov '01

hello... Do you want to come and see Ghost World next weekend at the UCG cinema in Glasgow? (it is the UCG.. isn't it? I always get these initialized places mixed up... UCG CGU CUG GUC... WHATEVER.. THE big TALL one) Thought we could make it a Sinister event, now its too cold to sit in parks harrassing dog walkers and eating sandwiches. Perfect for the shy- you get to meet a whole load of people, and for two hours you're not expected to talk to them, nor see them, cos you're in the dark, and you get a topic to talk about afterwards. Anyone else up for it? e mail me if you are.. more details to follow later in the week... Love Idleberry ===== http://clubs.yahoo.com/clubs/corduroysmoke and the world did get covered in a thick haze of corduroy smoke. And it felt good. __________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Find the one for you 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. 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: glass of chocolate milk, head of lettuce, darkness of clouds at one a.m.
by stacey dahling 18 Nov '01

18 Nov '01

Ive been hungry a lot lately. And not just for food, although that is the most pressing hunger at the moment. Im beginning to enjoy the sensation. Its a constant reminder of sacrifice. What, exactly am I sacrificing, and why? Im not sure entirely. Yet. But Im getting there. I think. It started with cheese. I stopped buying it. I realized one day that one chunk of cheese costs the equivalent of 10 loaves of bread, or 7 bags of pasta, or an entire refrigerator full of fresh produce from the neighborhood open-air market, including eggs. I felt like a wasteful sloth. And one without money to spare. It was also partly because somehow I do all the grocery shopping and the flatmate does the produce shopping and I realized I was getting the bad end of that bargain. Oil and detergent and cheese and milk and cereal come out to a bit more than spinach and onions and oranges. So Im boycotting the market. Which leaves me with a loaf of bread, a bag of rice, lots of water, and random vegetables. And since I lack the culinary creativity to transform the random vegetables into something appetizing, its been toast and water for a few days. This is all quite silly, I realize. I could simply ask the flatmate to go to the market for a change. But I feel that this can also be a valuable lesson in survival and poverty and making the most of raw ingredients. Or something. Another thing contributing to this little bit of insanity is the insomnia that has crept into my bedroom and taken over my life. It makes me do strange things. Or, more like it, it makes me not do things. Like leave the house in the day time. Or work. Or get out of bed much. Or eat. Because who can rationalize making a meal at 3 a.m.? The other day I had a long bath. My insane bedhead since then is evidence of how close Ive gotten to the shower since. Not very. My flatmate has begun to look at me in disgust. My response has been to stay in my room as much as possible. Last night was a social evening. I did have to leave the room. I tried to tie my hair back and I entered the kitchen in my pajamas, having a beer and smiling as much as possible while the flatmate got drunk with her boyfriend and cooked an actual meal. Then I sat on the floor of the living room and ate the meal. Then I retreated to my room again. The other night I left the building. I had intended all week to see a horrid American film in hopes that it would be cheesy enough to make me smile and dream without making me think too much. Every night I thought to myself, tonight is the night I leave the house and go to the film. But something always came up. Id be in middle of composing a particularly important, long email. Or Id fall asleep while reading. Finally, on Thursday, I raced through the streets, late, to the theatre. It was a nice diversion, but an awful film. The walk home, however, was glorious. I felt acutely alone. I fancied myself a strange solitary character in a sad poem or serious novel, walking the dark, lonely streets at an odd hour, swept up in some sort of emotion or thought. I hugged my coat to me, passing young and old people, all dolled up for a night on the town. The air was chill yet just warm enough. I craved cheese. Or chocolate. Or any processed, horrid food. Yet I somehow resisted the temptation and reveled in the pangs of hunger in my belly as I rounded the corner down the brothel street, which was oddly quiet and empty. It felt good. I have no idea why. I go my myriad ways blundering, bombastic, dragged by a self that can never be still, pushed by my surging blood, my reasoning mind. Thank you Ted Berrigan. I do have the vague feeling that all this is not really healthy. And that the behavior actually worries people. It worries me sometimes. Enough to try to change it, in fact. But its also gotten comfortable. The other night I didnt sleep at all. And today I was only able to sleep in two-hour periods. Time has lost all significance. I drift in and out of consciousness, and waking has become pretty similar to sleeping. I spend a lot of time in a dream-like state. Ive started creating fiction in my head again. Today I wrote some of it down. It wasnt any good. But it got out of my head, a little. I started to listen carefully to lyrics of songs, as if they hold the meaning of life or something. Ive looked for it elsewhere, see, and I feel like Im starting to recognize it in everything. I read something in a book and realize someone just told me the same thing in a letter and then I hear it in a song and its all a somewhat new revelation, but everywhere. Was it there before? Did I fail to see it? Maybe I wasnt looking. In that case, how much else have I missed? Ive been almost as hungry for meaning as for food. I guess theres not much to do but lay in the darkness and think half the night away. It feels good to think again. I had stopped doing it because I would inevitably end up depressed. But Im not now, oddly, even though of all times in my life, it is now that I am most alone. Monday I might start talking to heroin addicts again. Interacting with criminals and those on the fringes of society always makes me feel the most alive. They seem to have more insights than normal people. They seem to have experienced the real stuff of life. And they are honest. More honest than I am, even to myself. I will at least walk. Walk until my limbs hurt and my side aches. Theres nothing like physical fatigue to revive you. I listened to the new B&S single and its disturbingly twee. Like, too happy. And old-fashioned. I sighed when I heard it. And it made me sad. Because I was upset at how happy it was, so I thought that must make me old and bitter, or something. The day that I lose appreciation for B&S will be a very sad day. And I worried that it had come. So I put on IYFS in a panic and relaxed. A little. Maybe when Im happier again it will all be ok. But for now. Eek! I want to take a walk. But Im in my pajamas. And its not safe. So instead, I will put on some Fred Astaire and challenge myself not to think of Christmas. No, that is torture. I will put on some Camera Obscura and think of sweet Gavin and Primrose Hill and a bunch of sweet boys and girls huddled together awkwardly dreaming of a warm pub. And I will lay in the dark and join Ruvi in thinking about the sea, which is not so far away from here, and clear and enticing to most people but full of sea urchins who scare me away. I hate beaches. ~dahling ps: after that, I feel obliged to make you laugh. So please go to: http://buscemi.diaryland.com/older.html its Steve Buscemis online diary and it is absolutely hysterical. pps: Bug Stu, you scare me. You exude coolness like cheap cologne. And although I like the scent, Im afraid to get too close because its a bit overpowering. I have a very sensitive nose. Ian, your dates with the list smell lovely. And Ruvi. Mmm. Ken, you know I love you. You make me smile. Always. http://www.geocities.com/dahling007 _________________________________________________________________ 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. 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Sinister: I don't think you could be dealing with the situation very well
by LilGrape25＠aol.com 17 Nov '01

17 Nov '01

I would just like to say that I am very sorry for my last post being sent to you all about 10 times. My school's computer spazzed out and just kept sending it. It was not intentional, I promise. Hopefully you've all gotten over this minor annoyance by now, and won't hold it against me. Hopefully the computer won't do the same thing with this post, if so, I'm sorry in advance and its AOL's fault. Much love, Rachel Grapenut +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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: first post ever with B&S content - only. Well, almost.
by Astrid Wiezell 17 Nov '01

17 Nov '01

Hullo there sinister, how are you feeling today? I am feeling pretty good actually. Listening to the coolest swedish 60s pop EVER - Ola & The Janglers! They´re grate, everyone should listen to them. Download: Everything´s allright Don´t turn your back Can´t you feel (the ache in my heart) These three songs cover up their sound quite good. Yes. In my subject line, I wrote that there was supposed to be some B&S-content, and surely there will be. Some quesitons for the elder and wise.. BUT FIRST! This is a cry for help!!! I have the track Sometimes Always with Jesus & Mary Chain on a mix-cd i got from a boy i don´t know very well at all, and I am now DESPERATE for more. I want like an introductiontape or cd. I was all confused in the record shop and I didn´t buy anything. Of course I will make a tape back to the one who make me one. E-mail me offlist if you think that you could put together a nice tape with them for me. I´m seeking a introduciontape/cd with Felt as well. I´ve tried everywhere, but either no one listens to them anymore or something, or they are just being lazy. PLEEEEEEASE? *puppyeyes* Some things I´ve been wondering about for ages but still haven´t asked: 1. I´ve got some B&S-demos and livestuff. Does anyone know when following things were recorded and by who (i.e if there was only Struan or anyone else involved): a) Hurley´s having dreams (I think I hear Stevie there..) b) Rhoda (my favourite) c) Lord Anthony d) London has let me down e) Pocketbook angel (another favourite) f) Landslide (well, i know the whole band is on it, but does anyone know what year?) Also; Er.. Er.. ER... Oh fuck, I forgot. Oh well. Sorry for this short and very boring post, but I am desperate for answers. Please give me answers, I am desperate for them as this is bugging me to death. I think about it every-fuckin-day and I am getting sick and tired of it. I thought that it ould stop, but it´s stuck in my brain like gum in your hair. Like that´s a good excuse for writing a bad post... Astrid x _________________________________________s_p_r_a_y_ Här börjar Internet! Skaffa gratis e-mail och gratis Internet på http://www.spray.se Ny chatt på Spray! Fartyget M/S Spray har anlänt till http://www.spray.se/ohoj +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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: Anyone fancy a night out?
by idleberry 17 Nov '01

17 Nov '01

I wanrt to go out tonight, and am having trouble with getting my pals to agree to go out with me this evening. Anyone from Sinister in Glasgow or Edinburgh fancy going out somewhere tonight with me? Gigs, cinema, pubs or clubbing? go on, I bought some new flares today and I really want to wear them outside! Let me know... (I really *shouldn't* do this...) mobile 0781 216 8596 Cheers idleberry (bored and finding it hard to sit still cos she wants to go out.) ===== http://clubs.yahoo.com/clubs/corduroysmoke and the world did get covered in a thick haze of corduroy smoke. And it felt good. __________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Find the one for you 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. 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: And for the savannahs, infrequent rains. But rain enough.
by Ruvi Simmons 17 Nov '01

17 Nov '01

We are approaching my very favourite part of the day or night. It is my favourite through the very fact of being neither day nor night. It hovers between the two and reminds me of the dragonflies I watched mating in Guangxi Province; the red one attaching itself to the green, and flying in an elegant line across the brown waters where boys swam naked with the water buffalo. Contrary to popular wisdom, this narrow space of time, which shifts from season to season, is the real witching hour. The popular wisdom was designed to scare kids to an early bed, but now is the true magic hour, the hour of transition when the waking world exudes a mingled scent that I would die happy if I could define. I haven't seen sunlight in days. Sometimes, if I've overdosed on French poetry, I think I am a perverted moth with an abnormal life-span. And no wings with which to fly. On Monday I was arrested for drunk and disorderly. On Tuesday I shaved my eyebrows. On Wednesday I lay in bed with hangovers and shame. On Thursday I wrote about horizons. On Friday, well, to me it is still Friday, and I want to see the sea. I have been thinking about the Sinister Christmas Present Exchange. It is a lovely idea, of course. However, I can't help but feel that Christmas is not the best time to exchange gifts, because that is when families and friends give presents to one another, when there are trees, lights, carols and high-stacked tables for gluttonous orgying. Or at least that's how I remember Christmas being, in the good old days when I would put out a mince pie and a glass of milk for Santa. Or, at the suggestion of my dear Pa, a glass of sherry. Then the glass got progressively bigger and, in time, I came to wonder whether Santa really needed that whole bottle with his mince pie. Was present-giving such thirsty work, and were all the other kids so stingy? But be that as it may, it strikes me that the best time for exchanging gifts is when the trees, the tinsel, the carols and the pies have all been stored away with the Happy Memories and fading photos. When January descends like a great bore and we wear two pairs of socks for the cold, waiting for Spring. After all, it is in the dark hours when the kindness of strangers, or virtual strangers, or real strangers, counts for the most. And as for Christmas generally: Bah, humbug. What I remember most of Christmases in the family home was the glut of arguments, depression and head-bowed returns to duty that proceeded them as inevitably as indigestion after Christmas dinner, and hangovers on Boxing Day. The thing that puzzled me as a child, and still does, is why confine all that giving and "quality" time and sharing of hospitality to a few measly days at the arse-end of the year? Why nail magic to points on the calendar? Perhaps it is easier that way, but wouldn't it be better make every day a sort of Christmas, and every day a birthday? There may well be a nice symbolism to Christ's nativity and our own births, which serve as sledgehammer reminders of the miracle of our existences and the primacy of loving kindness, but wouldn't it be far more miraculous to extend those feelings across every day and every hour, spreading a little light into all the Januaries, Mondays and hours when no celebration has been prescribed? I've been dreaming in vivids and swirls recently, but one's own dreams are never interesting to others. So I shan't say a thing about them. If you couldn't tell, we have walked together through the witching hour and out the other side. In fact, 3 hours have passed, and we are firmly dug into the morning. I get tired just thinking about the movement and life that has begun on the streets and in the offices of this city. Unreal City, under the brown fog....and nevermind all that. I'm tempted to go to bed and dip my feet lazily into books I can't be bothered to commit to fully reading. But didn't I say something about the sea? Yes. When the grind becomes audible, and the thud of a million feet invokes a languid, smug indolence, it's time to move. Now, rather than a moth, I can be like a perverted Cliff Richard going on a Winter Holiday. He can keep his Peter Pan antics and hordes of platinum blonde Rotherham adorers. I'll be the Lao Tsu of Pop to his short tennis, any day of the week. And finally, a reminder that my now-very-much-or-perhaps-only-provisionally-titled magazine, Glass Beads, is still desirous of contributors. Well, let's face it, I am desirous of contributors. If anyone is interested, they are more than welcome to get in touch. Did you know the English peasantry used to refer to one another as 'souls'? Can we trace the crumbling of community to terms of address falling out of fashion? Probably not. Did you know that, as I write and you read this, the tides are on the move and, though the moon is hidden, they are trying to reach up and touch its/his/her cheek? Until next time, souls, Ruvi. +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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 tape
by Snoozer/ Maíra Ezequiel 17 Nov '01

17 Nov '01

Hi, everyone. Well, some people here asked me about the recording of b&s concert in Rio. I've said it didn't work out, but then again i thought i had a chance!!! Yesterday the tv reprised (!?) the concert. Unfortunately, not all of it. Edited with commercials. Argh! What to do? As i've said, the quality is great, you people are gonna love it! So,... send me your addresses everyone and i'll try to send them one by one. As international mail in Brazil is kinda expensive, please don't expect all the recordings right away at the same time. BE PATIENT! I promise i'll do the best i can to make everyone happy. ;) About the trades, we can discuss as soon as you receive'em. Here's the content (about an hour): - Interview with Mick and Chris; - TV intro (history and bits of b&s videos); - the concert: 1) Le Pastie de la Burgeoise 2) Women's Realm 3) New (i don't know whether it's in one of the two last singles or they just didn't record it yet). It's a very nice song, with clapping hands and the word 'señorita'. 4) I Fought in the War (the voice of the woman on the tv spoils this one) 5) Me and the Major 6) Don't leave the light on Babe 7) The Model 8) Simple Things 9) The Boy with the Arab Strap 10) The Fox in the Snow 11) Judy and the Dream of Horses 12) The Wrong Girl 13) Minha Menina (Stevie's portuguese singing is incredibly funny) 14) Legal Man AND!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Last weekend MTV Brasil presented a special show with Belle & Sebastian. It's called "Lado B", and it's like the american "120 min.". Anyway this show was all Scottish bands special and there were 4 live b&s songs in Trama studios (that is the company which releases b&s records in Brazil). Also, there's a Stuart Murdoch interview and several videos of the band. This can be included in the rest of the tape, right? ok, waiting for your replies.. take care, Fabio the Snoozer +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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: Harry Potter makes baby Jesus cry
by JAMES GILMER 17 Nov '01

17 Nov '01

Yes, I saw the movie today. I went to an afternoon showing to try and avoid the rush (didn't help much, I suspect there were a lot of empty seats at school today). Brilliant. Utterly charming and smart, and it stayed true to the novel. The actors were perfectly cast, the special effects worked rather well for the most part, and the atmosphere was dead on. I happened to be telling my dad how much I'd enjoyed it a moment ago, when he told me about mentioning the film to a co-worker who had kids, said person replied; "I wouldn't take my kids to see that WITCHCRAFT!! I'm a Christian!" Ahh, fuck those people, fuck them with knives. I've got no patience with people who are worried that an invisible superhero who lives in outer space might not approve of Harry Potter. Kids love Harry and his books and they'll love the movie, and that's about all that matters. That, and the fact that JK Rowling is rather sexy, and goodness knows we need more sexy writers. I caught a Beatles special awhile ago where they interviewed her and she told a story about coming home drunk off her ass (or arse, in this case) one night on the train singing "Hey, Jude" rather loudly and how the whole train car joined in. Is there any question why I think Rowling is ace? Kyla said: "In response to the newly-repeated Sinister phrase "fuck it, fuck it with knives" Moo hoo ha ha! I've got you people saying it now! I'm strangely proud of starting that meme. Punk Rock!! \m/ Speaking of PUNK ROCK! things; Black Cherry soda is my new addiction. I'm drinking the ICB stuff right now, bu it was this brand out in Portland I had (I think it was Thomas Kemper's or something, wish I could find it around here) that started my addiction. Yummy stuff. Ian said: "somewhere in the black mining hills of dakota there lived a young boy called..." And now I have that bloody song stuck in my head. Someone hand me the mental floss, Beatles song or not, I need that out of my head. Laura Llew revealed my secret past as a 50's teen idol when she wrote: The Real Jimmy G: http://www.gocontinental.com/photos/gilmer_j_2a.jpg Ahh, you got me Llew, my secret's out. The scariest thing is my dad used to have an old 45 of "Jimmy Gilmer & the Fireballs" featuring the rather annoying song "Go Jimmy, Go" on it. ~stine (aka toadie) wrote: "can someone, anyone, please explain to me why in the bloody hell the white stripes have a job?" Agreed, I liked one or two songs I'd heard by them, but for the most part they're a talent-free zone. Speaking of Talent-Free Zones; Tori Amos. I suspect alien mind-altering rays are responsible for her popularity. I always get crap from a few friends about my opinion on this, but I'm sorry, i must have just missed the boat here. The same goes for Magnetic Fields. I just don't get it; "WOW! 69 completely medicore songs about love sang in mildly different styles!! What a fucking genius!" Added to the fact that he's a bit of a twat onstage, and I just don't understand it at all. "But Jim!! It's part of his act! The way he sits up there and pretentiously glowers down at the audience! Look! He's smoking! He's on stage and he's singing medicore, boring songs and he's SMOKING!" Obviously a fucking genius, why didn't I see it before? oh, do put the torches down, it's just my opinion. I usually try not to slag off bands, as I really hate music snobs and try deperately not to sound like one, but I'm not above offering my opinion from time to time. I'm quite excited about the Sinister picnic, and yes, more details to follow soon. I've heard rumours that the noodle goddess herself may grace the event, assuming she asks for the day off (which she had better). So make sure you Chicago (and near) people come and join Elise, ~stine, Nikki, Kirsten (hopefully), and the rest of us Sinister peeps on December 1st in the big C-town. Both Kirsten and Elise wrote of their lovely day in Madison and Elise wrote "hopefully next time Jimmy G can come with too." Sure, rub in the fact the fact that I missed spending a day exploring a city I love with two of the coolest girls in the midwest. *sigh* I want my rocket car goddammit!! Oh, thanks and cheers to all those who shared their "Best/Worse Chat-up Lines", I was greatly amused. They made an annoying week quite a bit better. And lastly, on the subject of love (which just won't die, will it?): "And in the end, the love you take is equal to the love you make" That is all you need to know. Jim (aka patch, aka Jimmy G, aka Jimmy Two-Guns, aka "Just Jim!", aka Heathen Boy, aka...) "These are the words that will infect your soul, curve your spine and bring, God help us, peace without honor." --G.Carlin _________________________________________________________________ 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: does writing sinister count as progress on applications?
by Kyla Schuller 16 Nov '01

16 Nov '01

I'd assumed I'd heard the worst of it when "chocky bicky" escaped my friend's lips. But now this . . . "christmas pressie." Robin, if you are up to it, please shed some light on the terrifyingly British need to diminutize everything. Was this the custom when the empire was still robust? Or is it a way of asserting the speaker's magnanimity in the face of her country's shrinking significance in the post-imperial era? My friend has cleverly coined the genre of Shag Pop for those ingeniously filthy sex-obsessed British bands such as Hefner, Pulp, Arab Strap, and Tindersticks. I helpfully pointed out the aptness of their member's names: Darren HYMAN, Jarvis COCKer, DICKon Hinchliffe. There must be more, and you are more qualified than I to generate them. In response to the newly-repeated Sinister phrase "fuck it, fuck it with knives" I'm tempted to contribute a story about sitting two feet in front of a sex performance artist at my favorite San Francisco lesbian strip club while she, well, you can imagine (don't worry, she was safe: it was neatly sheathed in a condom), but I don't know what sort of reputation I might garner in this parish. Whatever it would be, I would fall far short of its promise, that's for sure. Let's just say that the most terrifying part was immediately after the show, when she tore around the club in search of her huge glass-ensconced pillar candle (two guesses how this piece was incorporated into her act) screaming, "where's my candle? who took my candle?," seemingly unaware of the roomful of cloudy, averted eyes who wanted nothing more than extreme distance from the honeyed object. Pure hope, she had. Poor hope. Changing the topic considerably, the advice for clandestine workplace Sinister reading has brought to mind Jane Austen. Being a woman who wrote in the 1790s, she was not allowed to be a woman who wrote. So she hid her papers under her sewing, while she sat at a small circular table in the family drawing room. When afforded the opportunity to be alone, she pulled out her papers and wrote a few lines -- until approaching footsteps shamed her into burying the paper under cloth once more. Her grave, in Winchester Cathedral, marks her as a charming daughter. Not one word of her future status as Mark Twain's favorite writer. Now, should word get out that Kirsten Kenyon writes in secret, stealing a line or two at a time, I would be truly impressed. A massive Sinister fundraising campaign to rent the girl a snowy cottage somewhere frighteningly cold with absolutely no geese would be in order. A sort of Sinister fellowship, if you will, with a DSL connection, a cabinet full of liquor, and a free candy machine in the bedroom. You may submit your application at any time, dear. Happy Birthday today to my favorite Sinister lurker, Jacob M. of Superhero Resources International. -- kyla __________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Find the one for you 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. 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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