November 2001 - Sinister

Sinister: The World Is Not A Bus
by idleberry 15 Nov '01

15 Nov '01

Hello all. Here I am again, busy writing to you while I ought to be working. But hey, a girl�s got to live up to her nick, hasn�t she? The lovely archel said� i hope that subject line doesn't cause any raised eyebrows from employers looking over you naughty people's shoulders... well, it did make me giggle. But cos everyone�s behind me right now (a bunch of six or so people hovering in this rather supernatural way discussing stuff) they�re ignoring me. I think actually, it might be the bright PINK sinister page that could give away that I�m doing stuff I shouldn�t be. Archel then went on to say i have to get the bus to work now and it's always late and full of a) smelly people talking into carrier bags or b) students. (these categories are not mutually exclusive.) also i get sick on them (just check the archives). i know it's b&s fan treason, but i prefer trains. i think that they're psychologically healthier, with more space to escape loonies. I prefer trains too. I had an argument a few weeks ago with this so-called �revenue inspector� (thats a posh name for ticket inspector, really, isn�t it?) on a citylink bus. I hate buses. Still very very tempted to start up a website called I-HATE-BUSES.co.uk. I had loads of ideas for it. I guess that�s cos I�m getting old and am beginning to find more faults with the world in which I live and therefore increasing my need to complain. I thought about an annual �crap bus company of the year� thing, where you could vote by region. Regional heats followed by an overall national winner. But I just know Stuart Murdoch would be there begging you all to vote for stagecoach, and oh, how you would. I would too. And the prize? A little matchbox toy bus painted in poo brown with crap bus company of the year tippexed on, in a sort of graffiti artist way. And then have a game as well, where you�d have this gun, and have to blow up buses while you stood at the bus stop. For each one you blew up, you�d get points for good deeds to society. And if you missed, they�d splash you and get �dry cleaning bill� points. But archel was right. Lets not go there. But they do suck. Question: Why does David Moore know so much? Next thought� I�ve started writing a story. I do these things every so often.. I go out, and stand in WH Smiths or Office World or Paper Tiger (or Borders.. which has now become a new haven for me..) drooling over notebooks and fancy pens with cool nibs and stuff, then buy one and feel the need to be inspired. There are only two notebooks I�ve ever filled up. So many notebooks that end up half filled with ideas and thoughts. Talking of Borders, I noticed in the magazine section this pink magazine which I had a flick through. Very funny. Oh and something written by Sarah Martin in it too. Its �1.50, and its on the right hand side, near the stationery in the Glasgow branch (I never stray too far from the stationery, Borders have the coolest things.. and I want it all. If you need to think about my Christmas Pressie, may I recommend something from the Borders stationery dept. Anyway, the magazine thing, can�t remember its name, but I have a feeling someone might have mentioned it before, because you lot are usually a little sharper than me on picking up on stuff like that. Or more obsessive. Went to see Amelie (I think that�s how its spelt) last weekend and I love that film. Put me in a calm happy mood. She belongs in sinister, I reckon. Anyway, I�m skiving working at the moment, and paper shuffling every few minutes to pretend to look busy. And now its nearly time to go home. J How to waste a day, my dears, how to waste a day. Love Idles ===== 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: Storytelling and stuff
by Helen Beltrame 15 Nov '01

15 Nov '01

Hi there! I hadn't plan to write soon but all the latest talking about "Storytelling" made me want to. Mouche mentioned the news songs by b&s and Alexander mentioned the movie itself. And I wanted to add some info to all that. For those who don't know, "Storytelling" was directed by Todd Solondz, a (in my point of view) great artist, who also directed "Happiness" (1998), "Welcome to the Dollhouse" (1995) and "Fear Anxiety and Depression" (1989). I haven't had the chance to watch the 2 first ones (you know, living down here in Brazil makes it really hard for the movies to arrive! :)) but Happiness is a great movie and the soundtrack is awesome. Anyway, what I really wanted to say is that Todd Solondz invited b&s (he seems to be quite close to Stuart M.) to create this songs specially for the movie which they gladly did (thanks there Todd!). So "The State that I am in" is played by this kid on his cd while... well, I'm not gonna tell you guys the whole story, but it's a very special moment. The rest is really soundtrack, they're all played along the second part of the movie and they are fantastic, as always. It seems that b&s aren't releasing a cd with this songs, but they'll be at the soundtrack of the movie, which should be available pretty soon for your west-european and american guys. Now a message for the brazilian sinisters: Alguém gravou a entrevista que o b&s deu para o Jô Soares e foi transmitida no Multishow antes da transmissão do show do Rio? (if someone finds it rude that I wrote the message in portuguese, two things: 1. it's a good oportunity to start getting used to this beautiful language (by the way, it was amazing how good Sarah sang the brazilian song on the concerts here - her portuguese was perfect!) and 2. it's nothing important, I'm just asking if someone got this interview that b&s gave in Brazil on tape. Did you guys take a look at the text by Stuart realeased on the site? Because they were coming to Brazil Stuart wrote that... I'm so proud of my country! (hope you don't get me wrong) Hope you're all well and thanks for the over-super-complete location information, David. ;) []s Helen _________________________________________________________________ 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: his impeccable shirt and his strict trousers
by Stephen Hewitt 15 Nov '01

15 Nov '01

ello babies the wonders of babelfish strike again... as my schoolboy french seems to have disintegrated to the point where i couldn't read the benecassim review, i tried babelfish for some help. the subject line was possibly the most humourous bit (i think you can guess who "he" is, i know a canadian who'll be quivering at the thought of his strict trousers...) although most of it was the usual gibberish you get from babelfish. whilst wandering through the archives i remembered i was meant to be finding out where "struan" comes from, and it came as a bit of surprise. the first mention: http://www.missprint.org/sinister/mhonarc/199803/msg00792.html actually refers to mr david, rather than murdoch, and was made by mistopher chris leonard. the first usage of it ****which still exists**** to refer to howlin' mad: http://www.missprint.org/sinister/mhonarc/199807/msg00602.html (*if you read that one it refers to another chris leonard post .../199807/msg450.html which is 404, spoooooky...) was, rather inevitably, made by The Duke of Harringay who is responsible for more than you imagine, little children. Other early adopters include funky seb (ask yer grandfather), andre viera (nope, me neither), adrian evans, loulu, lixi, steady mike, rory, michelle wagner, david moore and, even more inevitably, peter miller. frankly the first 50 reads like a rogues gallery of names who were all the rage when i was in the nursery :) speaking of which, blimey! it's ian anscombe ;) here's the list of the first 50: http://www.missprint.org/cgi-bin/wilma_glimpse.cgi/sinister?query=str uan&Search=Search&sortlist=newlast&errors=0&maxfiles=50&maxlines=10&.cgi fields=partial&.cgifields=restricttofiles&.cgifields=lineonly&.cgifields =case&.cgifields=filelist the only b&s song i've tried to do movements for is the L. O. V. E. bit in legal man, in the style of YMCA, however it generally just ends up with me flailing my arms around (so no change there then). am i the only person not to have heard EYEWOOTY? my favourite (deliberate) mis-hearing is substituting the word "being" in wandering days... for "peen", thus making the line: The centre of my so-called penis The space between your bed and wardrobe with the louvre doors wahey, cough, fnarr, etc xoxo CarsmileSteve +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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: Special today -- no ice cream.
by JohaN HUGO 15 Nov '01

15 Nov '01

hallo hallowed all dear list (and that includes the listless listed, and even the lascivious...) i won't send this now (note: this "now" connotes a moment forever frowzen in time from now on) since there are still a few mails i want to get through, but i had to start it now, since the nicest thing have just happened. this being someone who has brought a sound system to the HUGE varsity l.a.n (where i am) and put on some grate (if completely unrecognisable) music. nice geture, and thoroughly worth it just to see the people's faces as they walk in. ooo, wait... yes, there they've come to tell him/her to switch it off, and... there it goes: depressing silence and keyboard clicks reign again. always trust the Man (the Lan-Man? Stan? i don't know, i just don't know (the truth, why else should i lie?)) not to allow something pretty (so do it while you can!) YAY! it's back again. HOORAY, while being horribly cynical, i was also horribly WRONG!!! it's the Lan-Man playing it! apparently they're testing the pa system. hope they leave it on. will keep you posted, of course, hee-hee: no such thing as consent on the internet, i love it. okay, so still not about to post, but another little snippet which i can't resist (busy reading madeleine's post, with her referring to her "loved one"). do you know evelyn waugh's novel "the loved one"? bit of a different connotation you'd have to the phrase then, i can tell you (and then leave off in enigmatic silence...) ... now THIS is really becoming a work-in-progress (the third day's segment now to follow): a propos of astrid and andre's mishearings, here is a rather salacious one which i've just discovered yesterday, and it made my ears burn a little pink (i'm too young to be a dirty old man, dammit!). i was going through the tabs on the jeepster site (if anyone knows andreas karlson, or if he's reading: kudo's - and i don't mean the curly- horned antelope!), and discovered that the REAL lyrics at the end of one of the verses of "she's losing it" SHOULD go: "inch for inch and pound for pound who needs boys with LISA around." well, think of it what you may, but i think it did make a pervy kind of sense (or a groovy kind of love) to substitute, as i had always done "LEEKS" for "LISA". what does that say about me, i wonder? and had i cheapened the song and what it was about? i didn't know - only time would tell. another odd little bit from another time-zone (i really will have to let go of this mail sometime!). archel toast quoted kurt vonnegut on love: there's another similar one, in the intro to timequake where he writes about receiving a postcard from a fan that sums up his entire oeuvre with the phrase: "love may fail, but courtesy will prevail" (... sometimes we can only hope, i guess...) AND SO, the moment has arrived, somewhat like the season, only not quite - i've finally caught up to my backlog again, and can now post in disappointingly good conscience (oh, how i'd love to give myself to sin, if only she would have me...!) i was going to write a whole big report-back type thingy on halloween as well, but it seems like remembrances of things past now. suffice to say that the stellenbosch pseudo-sinister massive had struck again ("sinister" because that's how i think of it, "pseudo" because hardly anyone in it would have the faintest idea what i'm alking about, although i did make a friend of mine a mix-tape for her birthday, and she did, quite spontaneously remark that "the fox in the snow" was her favourite song on it! my best friend liezl is also firmly converted, and recently insisted on having copies of all my b&s records for her walkman on the long bustrip she had to make, so that's 2 for the home- team, yippee!!!) actually, no, on second thoughts, it doesn't suffice to say that (well, it might for the nebulous many-tentacled "you" out there, but not for ME, and this is MY post (and i'll... okay sorry, but i'm still going to) we made jack o'lanterns, and pretty good they were too, and then distributed them around the town, at strategic spots where they would be optimally visible to traffic. my favourite was the one i perched on top of the traffic lights at a busy intersection. how i wish belle the grown-up dog had been there to see me shimmy up the pole, how amazed she would have been! (good luck with the new place and the job, "the girl"). or, alternatively, some more unattached girls, to marvel at the way my sinuous thighs curled and contracted lovingly around the slim pale body of the naked pole planted forlornly on the streetcorner, as i heaved and wriggled myself up it, until... alright enough (in deference to the impressionable minds of the u/18's club) well, that's it then: the usual vague (but heartfelt) thanks' to all for all the wonderful posts of the last while. i don't know how i'd get through the week without my little opiate. and congrats to those who feel they merit them - even if it's just for being you! be like astrid, be nice to foxes and other animals (by that i mean people too!) love JohaN ps. can't wait for Xmas thingy to get underway, my pillowcase is washed and waiting... and my little mind a-thinking of nice things to send, so ask yourself: are you feeling lucky, punk (rock!) pps. have just for the first time really looked through the marvellous sinister galleries. beautiful! i'm in love with sillustrations! +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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: some kinda angel
by Claudia 15 Nov '01

15 Nov '01

The other day I had a dream, I was in the middle of a crowd with some friends... there where some bubbles floating around us and some clouds in front of us... and they were kinda high... Me and my friends were feeling asleep when suddenly some angels started to play a song... the way they played was beautiful, full of passion and emotion. Song after song we started feeling delighted and peaceful... we also felt like dancing... There was a moment that we were not supposed to leave the lights on, and I cried...one of the angels looked at me and smiled... my tears kept falling but I was feeling very good... They played more songs... they danced and they floated.. and they smiled all the time, making the whole crowd feel like smiling too... We had stars all around us, and they were shining in the most beautiful way... everything was perfect... After some time one of the angels reached out his hand and pointed at me.. he said ' this one', he also reached his hand to a couple of other girls, one of them was my best friend... and we all flew to the clouds... As I got there all the angels were smiling... I introduced myself to a blue eyed angel that had a baby face, he stared at me and held my hand... I stood there with them for 3 songs, and I talked to them... I talked to the one that plays violin, she was a pretty shy angel... I told her voice was beautiful and that I loved the way she sang... When they finished their show among the clouds and the bubbles and stars, one of them gave me a kiss on the cheek.. he did it to the others too... It felt very warm, it's not everyday that an angel kisses you... It feels good After that I saw the blue eyed angel fly away and I called him. he stopped... he wrote something on a piece of paper for me. I asked when they were coming back... he didn't know, but he talked to me as if I were one of them, as if he was not an angel, as if he was not special... but he was, and I kissed his hand... I felt like getting down on my knees, but I didn't .. he was already scared and surprised... and then he flew away... That blessed crowd was happy, me and my friends hugged each other and we started to talk to many different people we have never seem before... they were all nice and friendly.. The angels were Belle and Sebastian, Stuart was the one that reached his hand, Sarah the one with a beautiful voice and Mick the baby face one... And it's not a dream... kisses, Claudia +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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: this is a call...
by chris perriman 15 Nov '01

15 Nov '01

...to all northern sinistereens how do you fancy a christmas get-together in Newcastle? if the regulars be 'doing a Get Carter' [as mike winship puts it] and returning up north for chrimbo then i have an idea what we can do. on friday 29th december there's a great band playing at the cluny called Flynn whose guitarist is getting a Belle & Seb ampersand t-shirt and badges for christmas (ok, so is it list abuse to advertise my own band if i'm arranging a pub-nic at the same time?) if anybody is interested drop me a line, everybodybody is invited (as long as you are inclined to getting to newcastle inbetween chrimbo and new year) james the dancing hatchback might make it this time! or he may not so how about it then? remember: FRIDAY 28th December 2001 Cluny Tunes Seasonal Special Top Tunes from North East bands and DJs Peace Burial at Sea (quite loud/quiet/loud) Auntie Nanna (crazy lofi electro kidz) Flynn (girl/boy dark spacerock) love and spacerock Pez* _________________________________________________________________ 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: War and Peas
by robin stout 15 Nov '01

15 Nov '01

Hello! Well, it looks like were winning this war. The army took Newport on Saturday and stood guard outside the public toilets with their sub-machine guns. I had to pop into a café instead. "Whats the army doing?" I asked, but the waitress was gazing out to the boy with the shiny boots and square-cut head. Maybe I can shave this beard off now, I thought, and wondered if they might set up government in the Debenhams on the High Street. When the marching band began I remembered it was Remembrance Day on Sunday. I began to feel a bit insensitive, because I was going to go paintballing that afternoon. It was another one of those work things a supposedly good-natured bonding experience which turned into the English versus the Welsh. I wasnt very good, and got hit lots, like this; My head: 1 My leg: 1 My willy: 1 My arse: 10 Oooh. I could hardly sit for three days. I wasnt very lucky. Now events in Afghanistan have taken everyone by surprise again, I hope people will start being a bit more reasonable and take longer to jump to their conclusions. Everyones been using the war to say "You see, I was right all along. Of course, in a few weeks this will happen." And it hasnt. All thats happened is that weve been reminded there are few simple answers to anything. When I used to work in Sainsburys there was a man who worked "out the back" and wheeled the trolleys off the lorries. He looked a little like Captain Pugwash. I used to sit with him sometimes in the canteen and hed always be telling us, as we sat round the table with our chips and peas, some astounding fact that hed heard on the telly. "Did you know that the Siberian tiger can run faster than a skidoo?" hed say, and wed listen, hushed and privileged to be receiving such wisdom. Then one day he was eating a Crunchie and he wiped his mouth and said; "Do you know what this middle bit of the Crunchie is made from?" We didnt. "Edinburgh rock", he said. The other lads nodded knowingly behind their steaming cups of tea. But it isnt Edinburgh rock, is it? I told him: "No its not they call it "honeycomb" I think. Ive had Edinburgh rock and its definitely not that. Look at the wrapper." He glowered at me. No-one else said anything. I pretended to try to catch a difficult pea. I started sitting at a different table after that. I imagine hell be in his element now. "Did you know that Osama Bin Laden has men in caves who are ten feet tall and have beards they use to smuggle babies in?" God, just shut up. Everyone thinks theyre a fucking expert these days. I've just read the new story on the B&S site. I like the way the story button has been squeezed in between the others. Isn't Struan ace? And after the example of Mr Miller I've decided to read War and Peace. I'm going to skip the boring bits, though. And I hope there's not too much War, I've had enough of that. Robin 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: fuck buses, fuck them with knives
by Archel Playforth 15 Nov '01

15 Nov '01

i hope that subject line doesn't cause any raised eyebrows from employers looking over you naughty people's shoulders... but i needed to say it. i have to get the bus to work now and it's always late and full of a) smelly people talking into carrier bags or b) students. (these categories are not mutually exclusive.) also i get sick on them (just check the archives). i know it's b&s fan treason, but i prefer trains. i think that they're psychologically healthier, with more space to escape loonies. where's the buffet car to take a casual walk to on a bus? i liked fiona's post about railtrack bigwigs living in a big train shed. last saturday ( i can't believe i forgot to mention such an important social event in my last post) i went to a model railway exhibition. one of my best friends has been involved with model railways (never ever say toy trains) for as long as i can remember, and i thought it was time i went to see what it's all about. also, i do really like trains (if not in the slightly scary way that everyone else there did, but anyway...) it was quite fun and certainly twee. simon's display had little trams with proper overhead pick-up. someone else had a harbour with real water that went in and out like the tide. and i thought i wasted too much time on sinister... :) i'll stop now, because i don't think we really want a reprise of the old 'hilarious anecdotes about public transport' thread. on the subject of skiving at work (thanks for the tips, 'bone' idle...) i was a bit taken aback to see that some men were installing a tv set on my desk today. it turned out to be for the purpose of spying on students from my all-powerful position on reception. but they reckon it can be wired up to our tv service too... mmm - 'friends' dubbed into french. what a treat. in other news, i've noticed that every sinisterine worth his or her salt seems to be a dj these days. some people sneer at indie djs not being proper djs. where, pray, are the repetitive beats? the seamless mixing? and have you tried scratching over tbwtas lately? not me, however. despite huge quantities of vinyl currently being stored at my house, i don't know one end of a deck from the other (unless i'm on a bloody bus) so i give big props and shout-outs to you all. keepin' it schmindie! luv archel xxx *************************************** archel(a)iname.com For the best in new writing on the web, visit www.buzzwords.org.uk Contact us on buzzwords(a)bigfoot.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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by Tim Banning 15 Nov '01

15 Nov '01

hello to all. I was driving my Dads truck yesterday and he's made this Nick Drake/Belle and Sebastian mix CD from some of my collection. I was listening to Get Me Away From Here I'm Dying, which has to be one of my favorite songs period. And the line "nobody writes them like they used to so it may as well be me" caught my attention, as it usually does. Then I was thinking about how some people have expressed that some of the songs on the new Belle and Sebastian single sound like their from the 60's. Well...maybe it's been Stuarts intention to write songs like that for a long time. Everyone has a creative peek, a goal. Maybe he has always wanted to write songs that sound like "they used to". In the last Weezer album. There's a Verdi (I think) quote "Torniamo all antico, e sara un progresso" I don't speak Italian but I remember that when the album came out people were saying it basically ment "To go back to the past is to progress". If thats wrong, I'm sorry but thats what I heard. anyway. Hey Thanks Rachel F. for your Theatrical support. It's going really well, we also perform this weekend. I got a four track recorder for my birthday (11/24). I know it's early but who cares, I've wanted one for such a long time. I got this semi-okay mic too. It's a lot of fun. Okay, short I know but...sorry. have a good one. tim just a thought, did that make sense. _________________________________________________________________ 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: on the back of a cartoon coaster, in the blue tv screen light
by ian 14 Nov '01

14 Nov '01

the bar looks familiar, though i've never been here before. there's a pair of plywood saloon doors to my left and, from within, i can hear the opening chords of "jolene". i regret not bringing a stetson, and catch a glimpse of myself in the reflection of a beer ad. far too neat. i set about dishevelling myself, and take a step inside. i'm here to meet an old friend. someone i haven't seen for a couple of years. i'm nervous. i walk into a pillar. a man passes and feels my arse. i'm about to shout out my customary response - "fifty quid and a bag of maltesers" - but i get the feeling i recognise him, and follow him through into the saloon. i can see him sitting at a long chrome table, laughing loudly and ostentatiously waving a cigarette. and i can see who he's with. i tell myself there's no point in backing out now. i'll go and talk. my friend...my old friend...how i've missed you. no...can't do it - "barman, a bottle of tequila". the man who serves me frowns a little and hands me a lemonade..."just the one, mind". i open my mouth to protest but he's already gone and like so many men in the past he leaves me with my jaw slack and nothing to say. i sip the carbonated saccharin bubbles through the plastic straw provided and decide to make my move... i shuffle across the bar, regretting my blatant attempt to grab attention by wearing only a basque and a rafia table mat. i wish i had a nice duffle coat with a big hood that i could tuck myself inside... <ahem> my friend is alone now, but does not turn round. instead, our eyes meet in the glare of fluorescent light on an empty whisky bottle. i stare for a moment at the pleasingly adrogynous face, and attempt a smile, and the sinister list turns to greet me. coldly: "so....what brings you back here?" "i missed you. i never meant to go like that, without saying goodbye, i...i..." "you just didn't have time for me any more...yes, i know. so many other people left me the same way. i thought YOU might be different." .......... .......... "err....lemonade?". those beautiful, ever-moving lips rearrange themselves into a semblance of a smile. the list takes the glass from me - "i'd prefer a tequila, but thank you"..."oh, and sit down, and stop shuffling your feet, and fold your hands" "fold my hands?" "just do it" i take my place next to the list on a wobbly bar stool. we talk of old times. of cabbages and kings. i ask if it still owns the parrot, if it looked after the pterodactyl i once made, if it remembers the time we ran gaily along the streets of selly oak together. it tells me i've put on weight, says i'm too old to have started smoking and says it has managed just fine without me, there are always new friends to be made. it starts to explain what it ate for breakfast this morning, about the really cute guy that works behind the counter of the local independent record shop and oh isn't he lovely and.. just as i'm drifting off, it says: "Love is where you find it. I think it is foolish to go looking for it, and I think it can often be poisonous. I wish that people who are conventionally supposed to love each other would say to each other, when they fight, 'Please - a little less love, and a little more common decency'" and i remember why i came back to find it. nobody talks to me like this any more. "another drink?" it nods, and again i walk over to the bar, this time obtaining an economy-sized bottle of jose cuervo from an obliging bloke in purple trousers. i open the lid and take a deep breath of the fumes and, for the first time, hear the song on the jukebox. one of my favourites: i remember a time when you told me love is touching souls surely you touched mine.. i look across at the duffel-coat, corduroy flared man-woman-list in the corner. did it touch my soul? yes, in a strange sort of way, there's no denying it did. i re-take my seat, whisper the words "i love you" so quietly that nobody but the ghosts in my mind can hear it, and hand over the bottle. the list doesn't reply. nobody ever replies to those three little words when you most want them to. i light a cigarette, then put it out. i'm to old to start smoking. ian ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Tomorrow will bring happiness Or, at least, another day Phil Ochs ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ oh, just a quick ps. that will totally ruin (or maybe improve?) the ending of that mail, but stuart gardiner said: * Andthe second was a sixty-something barman at the Sports Hall bar who asked *what an Arab Strap was. I said I didn't know. Well, you'd have done the *same, wouldn't you? actually no, i'd take great delight in shouting "its a COCK-RING". but perhaps that isn't something i should be proud of. buy me a drink, sinister list, and i'll give you a pack of cheap fags +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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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