November 2001 - Sinister

Sinister: content! Content! CONTENT!
by Andre Alessi 08 Nov '01

08 Nov '01

I have just been sitting out in the glorious summer sun drinking chamomile tea with my friends Catherine (who works at the Maidment) and Ben (who doesn't) having a jolly old time, talking about philosophy and chocolate rolls and unrequited crushes on local rock stars. That is not what I wanted to write to y'all about, though. Oh, no. It is only tangentally important to this epistle. You see, Catherine is someone I recently lent "Tigermilk" to, and she has become a convert; a Sinistereen-by-proxy, if you will. Her (and my) favourite song just happens to be My Wandering Days Are Over. So, that is the content of the subject line, you may be thinking. Big deal, I hear you mutter. Rightly, pehaps, if that were it. Oh, no. Not that. Not that at all. The real _content_ of this email is a somewhat startling revelation. While we were in the middle of our discussion about Deleuze and Wittgenstein, she suddenly broke into song-My Wandering Days Are Over, from the top. So? I hear you ask. Well, what makes that so startling is that her and Ben did not just _sing_ MWDAO... They also did _actions_ to it. Yes, that's right! MWDAO is a veritable ACTION SONG, like the Hokey Pokey or the Time Warp. And I never noticed. Not once. This is an attempt at transcribing the actions as they relate to the lyrics. Try them, and you'll see what I mean (you'll need to view this in a fix-width font, or it won't make sense.) My Wandering Days Are Over You know my wandering days are over <point to audience><finger to nose><point to self><walking fingers><big wave> Or does that mean that I'm getting boring? <on the other hand><finger to nose> <point to self><stretch and yawn> You tell me <point to audience><point to self> I'm tired of listening to myself, <point to self><stretch and yawn><cup hand behind ear><point to self> yeah <point to audience, shake bum> I'm tired of fixing things for Michael and <stretch and yawn><fiddle fingers> <thumb over shoulder> the rest of them <point to audience left, middle, right, shake bum> You know my bip-bopping days are <point to audience><finger to nose><point to self><stationary boogie> over <big wave> I hung my boots up and then retired from the <point to self><take off boots, hang them up><big wave> disco floor <stationary boogie> The centre of my so-called being is <point to tummy> <on the other hand> The space between your bed and <fingers together, moving apart><point to audience><left arm out> wardrobe with the louvre doors <right arm out> <draw louvre lines with right finger, shake bum> With the louvre doors <draw louvres with finger, shake bum> You know my celibate days are <point to audience><finger to nose><point to self><hands cover crotch> over <hands out wide> You put me straight on the finer points of <point to audience><point to self><draw horizontal line><poke air with finger> my speech rehearsed <point to self><look at palm> In the mirror of a steamy bathroom <wax on, wax off, shake bum> Where the lino tells a sorry story in a mono logue <point to floor> <cry> <wanking gesture><point to floor> In a mono logue <wanking gesture><point to floor> Six months on, the winter's gone <six fingers> <shiver> <big wave> The disenchanted pony <shoulders slump><ride the pony> Left the town with the circus boy <big wave> <twirl the lasso> The circus boy got lonely <twirl the lasso><cry> It's summer and it's sister's song's <wipe forehead> thumb over shoulder><hand up like a diva> Been written for the lonely <write in the air><cry> The circus boy is feeling melancholy... <twirl the lasso> <cry> There's more, but you get the idea. Right-o, that's me. Cunning Andre +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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: belfast gig +++++
by philip boucher 07 Nov '01

07 Nov '01

hello again... before you go and buy boat tickets to belfast in a frantic rush (like I very nearly did..) I hear there may be one in brixton academy, my guess is the 18th or 17th. also, something for beat patrol in glasgow or something? ~cant wait till friday... love philip http://philip_boucher.tripod.com/philipboucher/ _________________________________________________________________ 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: Housemates for Dummies
by vodkabird＠btopenworld.com 07 Nov '01

07 Nov '01

What with Sinisters and Sinisterettes currently undergoing some kind of crazy exchange program and indulging in some frantic flat-finding, house-sharing, 'that's MY toothbrush, you skanky bitch' settling-in phase and the subsequent 'My flatmate is a serial killer/stripper/fire-eater in their spare time and doesn't do the washing up' revelations, I'm left with no choice but to roll my eyes and think 'You think that's bad. You know NOTHING!' It's true that some people can read auras and some people can tell those who indulge in lewd acts involving rodents (or dead pop icons), but I had a loonydar. Indeed I had the pleasure of sharing houses with some of the scariest, irrational, downright wrong individuals on the great worldly accommodation list. Where do I start? Yiannis the trumpet-playing Greek is as good a place as any. This man, situated in the room above me in Uni halls played incessantly. I wouldn't have minded really except that after a year of tootling and parping, he was as shite as when he had moved in. My musical madman magnet didn't end there; having moved into a house in Bradford with a soon-to-be-convicted stalker (that's another story) I was subjected to Jean-Michel Jarre's poor pit-worn cousin who lived in the house opposite mine. Not only did he play his one-step-up-from-a-Bontempi right in front of his bedroom window, but he enjoyed doing so shirtless. It was like watching a middle-aged pigeon strangling a piano. Not to be outdone, I moved in with some friends all of whom listened to dance music into the wee hours. It even became too much for the local crackhead who insisted on breaking into our house eight times in an attemept to get rid of the offending CD/stereo system. I like to think he would have taken the whole lot down to the skip. When I moved to London, I ended up sharing a house with a couple of trainee teachers. One must have followed me from the previous place, and the other insisted on shagging her boyfriend at X-treme volume for many hours through the night. I was eventually asked to leave after I broke an 'antique mirror' (read 'Old piece of shitty glass propped up on the bog') so I moved in with a newly-married 30-something woman. Success! I thought. The fact that she kept the polythene covering on the three-piece suite, left her smalls soaking in a bucket of concentrated bleach and washed herself with Dettol should have alerted me to her psycho status. She would also spend so long each weekend cooking chicken and rice that the kitchen smelt as if the local battery farm had committed suicide by mass incineration in a paddy field. Fortunately she decided to return to the US (where I'm sure bleach is cheaper and far kinder on the skin) and I was forced to move yet again. This time into a basement - but I did not hear the warning bells! - room owned by a middle aged woman who lived with her young kid. My room was the local hang-out for slugs which was fine, because it was the only company I was allowed. The old troll gave me my notice after 2 days because I had invited my then-boyfriend over for 2 nights in a row. Shame on me. So I moved into a house with 8 people - some students and some workers. Bingo! Life was fine for 6 months aside from a nightly repertoire of arias from the Italian across the road, until I had a run-in with a flatmate's fist. It's a long story but fuck it, I was right and she was wrong. Consequently after a battle with the landlady to release me from my newly-renewed lease so as I could save face (well, mine preferably...from another black eye) I moved into a lovely flat with an ex-flatmate. She turned out to be a born-again Christian bulimic (mutually exclusive I'm assured) who used to get up at 5.30am to go for a jog, and with the final line she uttered to me was 'I didn't realise my being sick put you off your food', I bowed out. Since then my only flatmates have been a few silverfish in a bathroom in Birmingham and the clanging sounds of Hare Krishna tambourines. So, I say to you who tut when a dirty spoon is left on the draining board, think yourselves lucky. Love you all (as long as you clean up after yourselves) VB xxx www.vodkabird.org +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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: how to get by getting by by getting got by.
by Richard Gillanders 07 Nov '01

07 Nov '01

ROBERT DONLAN said 'Dont give up on chasing girls, cos soon you will be too old to chase girls. Once you hit 20 you find yourself becoming too sensible to chase.'. and here's me just considering starting... tell me it's never too late. well. two in two. too. and the real 'reason'? I mentioned having a critique when I posted last. yesterday. I was awake for forty seven hours beforehand. I turned up at a quarter to one. loaded with drawings and all. looking like I'd done a lot of work. I'm sure. perhaps even looking a bit like an architect. then I discovered the criticising had begun at nine a.m. and was scheduled to end at one p.m.. I caught the tail-end of the last person in my group. and I didn't get criticised. except about my time-keeping. so. I was there. still with my coat on. still with my bag on my back. still with my rolls of drawings in hand. under arm. and an inane [I'm sure], sleep-deprived, not-actually-concerned-anymore look on my face. with appropriate perspiration. I sat down by one of my tutors. the one with the glasses. the one whose eyes seem like holes. and I smiled at him. and told him I wasn't sure where I was. and that it was unfortunate. and that I wouldn't be submitting. and he said something about 'always excuses'. and I nodded. I'm surprised he didn't say 'always nodding'. then he said we should meet next week. to...sort it out. I went back to my flat. and after fifty waking hours. I managed only ten asleep. and woke again in the early hours of the morning unable to sleep. I do it to myself. and I can't figure out why. I have to concoct a believable excuse for tuesday. what can I say? the computers in the department are no good? I've been bothered by factors outwith my influence? I got new shoes and they hurt my ankles? elsewhere in my life. things are pretty okay. maybe that's my problem; I have elsewhere in my life. perhaps I should git devoted. or something. tsk. bye-bye, richard. __________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Everything you'll ever need on one web page from News and Sport to Email and Music Charts http://uk.my.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: wino's what the bouncer loathes
by Kenneth P Y Chu 07 Nov '01

07 Nov '01

I was relying on the usual barrage of sinister e-mails to rescue me from Office Boredom Hell, but I waited for 2 hours (yes, I got so bored I was counting the hours) and nope, not a single mail with filthy jokes to lighten up my day. So I've taken matters into my own hands, I'm whipping one up myself to relief the frustration. So, yay, Belfast gig.. But Hey! Why aren't you playing Milton Keynes? Grr fucking hate you all etc... Joking of course, however B&S doing a stadium gig in my home town at the national bowl with all fireworks and everything.. cor. Can Red Bull Dozers be support? Saying that, the RBD had a band practice the other day and due to having no guitars that are able to hold tune for more than 5 minutes it went badly wrong and everything sounded arse... anyone care to donate musical equipment to them? Nothing fancy.. a £1500 PRS guitar will do.. oh and a full size church organ would be nice. I tried to pull a girl by giving her a love heart too, I failed.. maybe I shouldn't have used that one that says "mobile phone" on it... Well I was hoping she would understand the message behind that, but she didn't. Neither did I. There should be a love heart that says "nice arse" or "get yer tits out", on it. That would've worked. I just realised that I have been extremely potty mouthed lately, I do apologise, but my language gets foul when I don't receive loads of e-mails from girls. That wasn't a hint, by the way, in case you were wondering. It was an order. ;-) Better stop now so you have a chance to reply me before it gets dark. Replies from girls and Red Bulls Ken P.S.: Oooh look.. isn't your reply button pretty? I wonder what would happen if you pressed it? _________________________________________________________________ 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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Re: Sinister: belfast gig?
by Grainne Lynch 07 Nov '01

07 Nov '01

I got this from a Frames mailing list... =========== from the east coast its back home to a couple of other dates to put in the diary in ireland........ d) both charitable functions - dec 21st belfast, i think it was the mandela hall, supporting belle and sebastian at an nspcc toys for christmas gig. i beleive the idea is that all the money that gets taken on the night gets taken out to a large toy emporium on the following day by the bands and a pile of toys are bought for kids in need for christmas - well worth supporting by the sound of it..... ============== Exciting, no? Will you all come to Ireland for Christmas? Gr�inne. Short e-mail, but look - CONTENT! -- On Tue, 06 Nov 2001 18:14:40 philip boucher wrote: >sorry if everyone already knows, but I hear from a semi-reliable source that >there will be a gig in belfast on the 21st of december. > >neil? > >http://philip_boucher.tripod.com/philipboucher/ > > >_________________________________________________________________ >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 +-+ >+-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ > Make a difference, help support the relief efforts in the U.S. http://clubs.lycos.com/live/events/september11.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: Belfast Gig
by Neil Robertson 07 Nov '01

07 Nov '01

(Whistles) Christ, you lot are sharp. Check the website on friday morning. It may well confirm what you already know. +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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: content!
by s.arnot＠talk21.com 07 Nov '01

07 Nov '01

hey! cdnow.com are taking advance orders on 'Storytelling' and have it slated for a 2001 release. how cool is that? piddlemonkey (rachel griddlemonkey) V!I!V!A! R!A!C!H!E!L!S! lo-fi songs are GRATE -------------------- talk21 your FREE portable and private address on the net at http://www.talk21.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: May only happiness come through your door
by Seamus Harte 07 Nov '01

07 Nov '01

hello again sinisters Will Salt touched on surrealism, no actually Will Salt grabbed surrealism and ran with it: >"I could write someone else's autobiography, I suppose." Remember this next time you meet him kids, he wants your brain! or something. His 'My Pictorial Life' thing (he should of course call it 'My So-Called Pictorial Life') reminded me of an idea put into my head by an ex-girlfriend, that we should live our lives as if it was gonna all be turned into a future biopic - of course it was all a pass-the-time type game, but it was fun finding stupid symbolism and metaphors in everything, and worrying about location. Even to the extent of when she told me she was getting back with her ex, all I could think of, looking round and thinking, was "why here?" Ugly looking college canteen, and they'll never let me film this crap here anyway! Five minutes later, and we were in a idyllic wooded area, sitting on a stone bridge, laughing our asses off. I ended up sleeping on her couch for 6 weeks after that. Surreal maybe. Weirder still, I think my very first attempt to woe her was with loveheart sweets too, but she just ate them one after another, there was a whole bowl of them in front of us at a party, I must of at least given her six [cutie pie]'s and four [marry me]'s. So I wouldn't give up yet Johnjohn. Rusdie's 'Haroun and the Sea of Stories' is supposed to be the modern 'Alice in Wonderland'. Well it made me smile a lot anyway. Whatever happened Peter Miller's "reporting back" on Salman Rusdie's 'The Ground Beneath Her Feet'? (his rock'n'roll novel) Half a year later, according to the archives,and nothing, and the Pinefox even got a copy too. Maybe there's gonna be an extensive collaborative post focusing on untangling the parallel worldly bands and songs in the book. (you'd have to read it really) I better tell the sinister massive of ex-of-this-parish Joss Moorkens and his beautiful band Joan Of Arse being interviewed on Ireland's (nah the world's) premier indie video tv program 'no disco'. Is this "reporting back" I wonder? The weird thing about was that it was on at 11:30 on Halloween night. So flick through the channels and you get 'The Shining', 'Friday the 13th', 'Bride Of Chucky' and then JOA. Anyway it was a good interview (how do review an interview? help!), I probably should of taped it, out of the possible interest to all those list crush voters he had back in 1999! Anyway more important than all that is the quality of the music, there's a beautiful mp3 to download from their website: http://www.thumped.com/JOA/ go do it! Other recommendations: the last Sigur Ros video (the football game one) is/was the single greatest piece of cinema I've seen since I last posted - that'll be two years then. ps. I hope I might be doing my Christmas shopping in Belfast this year! pps. I don't think anyone's mentioned Stevie Jackson's 'the List' article that been up on the official b&s site for some time now. Seamus. _______________________________________________________________ The last sentence of the red notebook reads: 'What will happen when there are no more pages in the red notebook?' +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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: I'd like to leave, but I forget which door I came through.......
by Liz Dawson 07 Nov '01

07 Nov '01

Hi Sinisterines, I suppose some would refer to me as a lurker, having been on the list for quite a while now, but only posting once so far. For those of you who missed my last post, my name is Liz, and I'm at uni in Aberystwyth at the moment, currently trying not to fail my degree in geography. I'm living in a student house with 6 other girls, which can get really bitchy sometimes, especially when one of them pulls a bloke, or is dumped by said bloke, or someone nicks their milk, or breathes in their general direction.... humph! I do my best to ignore them, but when they start gossiping in the kitchen, or play celine dion at full volume, it gets a bit tiresome.... I guess you'd call this post as a bit of a rant, but it's just the way I'm feeling at the moment. Hopefully it's a passing craze... then again if I do it for long enough maybe moping and grumbling will be seen as cool and everyone will want to be like me...but there's probably as much chance as Stuart Murdoch coming to my uni to perform an acoustic set in the union, before coming back to my house for a cup of tea and a natter... but a girl can dream! Also I've been getting hassle from one of my friends recently, as he's started scrounging off me and my other friend for booze, fags and food for days on end now, whilst complaining that he's got no money and a sore leg. My friend and I are at our wits end with him, and are about two shades away from pointing out a few home truths. Luckily he's going home this weekend for his birthday, and will be able to sort his head out, but if he's the same when he gets back, then he's going to get a massive shock from us. Something that I'm not looking forward to at all... Sorry for the moan, I promise my next post will be better, Take care, Liz x "it is only that which cannot be expressed otherwise that is worth expressing in music" (Frederick Delius, English Composer 1920) "Only in our dreams are we free. The rest of the time we need wages" (Terry Pratchett, British fantasy writer, 1988) +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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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