December 2001 - Sinister

Sinister: Hefner and bananas
by Katia913＠aol.com 03 Dec '01

03 Dec '01

Hey all- Long time no see. I've spent quite a bit of time with you folks on #sinister, and I have to say, I might frequent it more often than I used to. Maybe I'll become a real part of the scene. And maybe I'll be quoted by the lot of you. Anyways, I know its list abuse really, but I was out shopping with my mother tonight, and we went to Banana Republic (her fav store) and while I was waiting for her to check out, I read the catalogs they had laying around. By chance, I looked at the CD they have and low and behold, Hefner is playing on it. It was their great song, Level green. They're so corporate. Good for them night all much love Kate +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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: Out of the closet skeletons
by AMEBIX13＠aol.com 03 Dec '01

03 Dec '01

Happy Sunday Evening Sinister, Hopefully all of your lives are going well. I just came to the close of an interesting weekend. I haven't talked to my dear, dear Elise all weekend, and no matter how silly it may sound to anyone, it is quite distressing indeed. Although I won't let myself get too upset about it since she is out and having fun, visiting sinister folks around the midwest, which is certainly a cause that I support. I managed to keep myself pretty busy this weekend. On friday I attended a production of Cyrano de Bergerac that one of my friends was in...It was pretty good, and I enjoyed myself. Saturday was certainly the high point of enjoyment for the weekend however. I attended my friend's band's practice in northern virginia, and did hanging out a-plenty as well. My friends play in this *very* intense metal-hardcore band, and it is rather funny that I, with my rather delicate tastes attend most of their practices. Unfortunately for them the rocking out was severely limited by Rebecca's guitar amp breaking...I suppose their intesity was too great...Like Icarus they flew to close to the sun and paid the price. In lieu of practicing they all managed to have a fairly large "battle" involving loads of foam toys. It was fairly amusing to watch, yet somewhat disturbing that they could battle like this for hours on end. Faces were hit, large boys were viciously attacked by tiny hardcore girls, and neighborhood cars were hit. Somewhere during the course of the evening, the most interesting development of the evening arose. One of the cats I was associating with that night was a fellow named Chris, who plays in local hardcore superstar band extraordinaire, "Age of Ruin." Well, when they play live they put on quite a show, they have a fire breather, and people dressed up like skeletons, who stand perfectly still, until the time comes to awaken, run into the audience and cause havoc...Well, I have kindly been nominated to be a skeleton next saturday. It will make me feel rather important, truth be told, since afterall, I will be up on stage, and I will be noticed, although I really won't have to do anything other than look vaguely like a skeleton. Everyone, at least as far as local hardcore fans are concerned, is always talking about how great the skeletons are, now I can dazzle them with the fact that mild mannered me, Sean, Boyfriend of Elise, Fan of such groups and Belle and Sebastian and Pulp, Quiet anthropology student, and generally delicate fellow, is in fact a skeleton in disguise!...After which I will promptly remove my skin and show my true nature. Well, I should be going soon....Even us skeletons have our needs and responsibilities such as Studying, Getting some sleep, and eating delicious Chinese food. Oooh, I sure do hope that Elise gets home early enough to call tonight...I do miss talking to her so much! Hopefully Kirsten and Jimmy are enjoying exactly how wonderful her company is. Luckily in less than two weeks Elise will be out in lovely Baltimore with me, and we will be having the time of our lives. :) Well, it's time for this skeleton to go back in the closet. Loads of undead love to you all, Especially Jimmy, but *Especially* Elise, Skeleton Sean +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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: sinister: i know, i know
by Histrianic＠aol.com 02 Dec '01

02 Dec '01

I know I said I wouldn't post *ever* *ever* again, but I'm so tempted. (You lot are so charming that I just can't tear myself away..) I got list crushed again. (my second vote! yay!) I never found out who it was the first time either. And I'd really *love* to know. Come on, 'fess up, 'fess up. (My friends say I give off an aura of 'talk to me and I will set my evil squirrels on you', but I really don't.. I promise not to set them on you lot, anyhow.) So.. belle content: I ordered the new single on vinyl. They shipped it today, they confirm me. lots of love and avocados... cheers h xoxo +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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: Toby, Alexander, Linnet
by Will Salt 02 Dec '01

02 Dec '01

A lot happened this week. There was a new single, woo-hoo! And a TV show, woo-hoo! And then I went and reread a favourite book of mine. But more of that later. Last Monday morning, I got up early and went, first-thing, to my nearest record shop; and bought a copy of "I'm Waking Up To Us". I have to say, I like it. After all, before "I Love My Car", the best clarinet solo in a pop song was by Supertramp. I'm sure, too, that many Sinister boys and girls went "Phwoar!" at the sight of Isobel in red leather. Not to mention Stevie and his big friendly Dalmatian. It's getting near Christmas now -- well, it's December at least -- so I wanted to do Christmassy things. I remembered to get out my advent calendar and start opening the doors. I hunted out my copy of the Jeepster christmas album from last year and put it on. I put "Just Like Christmas" by Low on repeat -- as Idleberry said, it's definitely the best song on the album. After the third play, my mad flatmate got herself out of bed (it was 11am) and came storming into the living room. "TURN THIS SHIT OFF!" she shouted. "I'M FED UP OF LISTENING TO IT! CAN'T YOU LISTEN TO SOMEONE WHOSE VOICE HAS BROKEN?" This, of course, made me incredibly confused. I was extremely tempted to say "OK, I'll put a different CD on," and switch to the Low album that has that track on it. But she would probably have smashed the disc in anger. Anyway, she can't talk. She used to be a Hanson fan. So, the single went into the charts at number 39. Oh dear. Never mind, though. I'm sure when the flatmate finds out she will take the opportunity to trumpet how crap my favourite band must be, to only just brush the charts. I wanted to do more Christmassy things. There was a special section in the newspaper the other day, reviewing anything and everything to do with Christmas. What movies to see. What records to buy. And what books to give to people. It had a section on the ten best children's books ever written, and one of them was a book I read and loved myself many many years ago. I remembered it being a beautiful lovely seasonal and christmassy book, so I hunted it down and reread it, and it was just as lovely as I had thought. So I think you all should read it too. It is about a small boy at boarding school, parents in Colonial service, who has to stay for christmas with his great-grandmother in a big, dark, ancient country house. He asks her to tell him stories about the children whose portrait is hung above the roaring fireplace, and she tells him about the family who lived there in the seventeeth century, three children who never grew old, and who still live there. He is desperate to know and see them himself, and disappointed that they hide; but eventually, little-by-little, they show themselves to him too. Back in the 1980s, it was filmed by the BBC and shown on the telly. It was good, but BBC-style man-in-rubber-suit special effects couldn't do justice to some parts of it, like an image of a small girl stood looking out of her window on Christmas night, watching a statue of St. Christopher come alive and carry the Christ Child through a frozen river to pray at Midnight Mass, the ice cracking and crazing around his stone body. i don't know if it's just me, but I always fall for beautiful ghost stories. Not the ones with dark creatures from beyond the grave forcing their innocent victims to blah blah wibble blah, but the ones about ordinary people with ordinary, beautiful lives, who just happen to be dead. I'm not sure why I find them so touching, but I do. That book ws a beautiful book, and thinking about it gives me a pale smile and soft eyes. It is as christmassy as plum pudding, clementines and fruit peel. Go and read it. Go and read "The Children of Green Knowe" by Lucy M. Boston. xx -- Will Salt ICQ 66321009 http://www.btinternet.com/~wpsalt/ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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 other mews...
by Kieran Devaney 02 Dec '01

02 Dec '01

Yesterday i made pretend candles out of strips of white cardboard and shiny paper for the frames. Why? I didn't really have much choice to be honest, we were making a Harry Potter display at work, to go in the childrens library section. I only managed to get a bit part in this charade which was making the cardboard candles, which are to hang from the big frames suspended from the ceiling. I imagine the effect will be most underwhelming, but thats beside the point. I've told them often enough that we shouldn't be jumping on this Harry Potter bandwagon; i wont pretend it was me who wrote that the books leap into the mainstream is "symptomatic of the infantilisation of a semi-literate culture" and i wont pretend i disagree either. I know i'm taking them too seriously, but the reason i like working in the library is because most of the time it's a step aside from the heady worlds of advertising a profit making, a haven from commercialism. But not anymore it seems, the library where i usually work has recently started getting copies of Q magazine, nintendo magazine, vogue and other staples of the WHSmith diet. Not good at all. Anyway, i was in for the whole day on saturday, so at about quarter past nine i settled down to do some checking (which is just making sure the books are in the right order), on the adult fiction section. I love doing this because i can take my time and have a look at books that interest me and decide what i'll read next and so on, but i had only got as far as the b's when i was churlishly dragged away and instructed to make candles for the Harry Potter display. "Can't we do a Jeanette Winterson display instead?" I should've asked. But i didn't. I don't know what you'd put on one of those anyway, some oranges certainly; but what else? Another thing that annoys me about Birmingham Libraries (and i'm unfortunately ignorant as to whether this is the case in other places) is the way fiction which is deemed 'gay or lesbian' (by whom? is there a panel?) has to be separated from the rest and hoarded together and put on a display shelf under the cringeworthy title 'Loud and Proud'. Surely segregating it in this way is missing the point of such literature? Ironic indeed, and as Ms Winterson herself wrote "...what makes life difficult for homosexuals is not their perversity but other people's." Enough of that anyway, back to Saturday and making candles. I had found a failrly satisfying method of card candle production, and the end result was rather nice, considering the frankly shoddy materials i had to work with. But apparently there was a much faster way of making them, and the girl i work with (who occasionally sports a Harry Potter tshirt of all things) showed me something that could quite easily have been cobbled together by a 5 year old. "oh" i said, because at least my candles looked vaguely like candles and had some semblance of artistic credibility. I likened my plight to that of so many, where speed of production, mass production takes precedence over creative endeavour. I felt like the caring small business owner being elbowed out by the multinational. I'm worried too because i don't think i saw one book i knew to be of literary merit being checked out or in all day. A few explanations present themselves, perhaps i only served the mills & boon/western/detective novel reading dullards (a generalisation if ever i saw one, but one i wont lose any sleep over having made) and the people who were borrowing the good stuff were served by the other staff, or the people of yardley are reading lost classics that i haven't heard of yet. These both seem unlikely. There are romantic notions attatched to working at a library are there not? And perhaps if i worked at central library in the middle of birmingham i would regularly be approached by intellegent articulate people about interesting subjects. But local libraries are not the centres of culture and learning they might appear to be. When i was there during the summer a girl asked me if we had any books on lino printing, "i don't think so, there might be something in one of the brittanicas tough." there wasn't. But, since i know how to do lino printing i offered to tell her, "haven't you got any books on it?" she said "no" i said "but i can tell you how to do it, i'll draw a picture if you like" "it's ok" she said and left. I tend to get that a lot. This is starting to sound whiny now, but i do really like working there, being surrounded by books and so forth. And the pay is quite good. It's just that sometimes, and this happens to all the other staff too, you try to help someone find information and they throw what you've found back in your face because it doesn't exactly match what they asked for, even though it might be just as good. But as i said, no more whining. Or maybe just a little bit more. On Friday there was an awards night at my school. They call it speech night, and it happens every year. What was unusual was that i was there. I didn't want to go, in fact i only went to appease my parents. And it was truly terrible, but you will require some background to understand quite why: The school i go to is unusual in that it is a grammar school - you have to pass a test to get in. There aren't many of these schools left in England and they're quite unpopular in certain educational circles anyway (the opinion that they're elitist and generally a bad thing is one i've been agreeing with for quite a while now... but there wasn't any chance of me leaving at all). It's also an all male school. These are facts but the rest of what i'll say is just conjecture. Because friday night will undoubtedly be heralded as a success even though it was a dramatic failure. My prize was for french, the Scott memorial prize in fact. I didn't ask who Scott was, in fact i tried to turn down the prize, because i didn't want it at all - not just because the exam result which got me the prize wasn't reward enough in itself, but because the whole idea of having to collude in that back-slapping ritual was not an attractive one. But i wasn't allowed to refuse the prize... such is the price of success. Or perhaps it isn't even success, i know i hardly felt elation when i got my exam results (AS levels by the way), in fact i just felt empty. Exams don't really mean much to me, even when i do well in them, they are too shallow an artifice for me to pin my hopes upon. Back to friday though. The school i go to is part of whats rather dauntingly known as 'the kind edwards foundation' made up of some of the grammar schools in birmingham. Every school in the foundation has one of these evenings at around this time of year, and theres a 'healthy rivalry' between all the schools in it. The headmasters of these other foundation schools were all there on friday. What this boils down to then, is simple competition - which school has the best award ceremony, and the winner is... Well nobody actually. The whole principle of the evening works on the basis that everyone looks as smart and uniform as possible, everyone smiles when they get their award from the smug looking bailiff. The bad jokes in the speeches get laughs - laughs tinged with a nervous edge i might add. It hurt me to have to participate in this awful show, i felt like crying - we had to sing he national anthem, and the terrible school song, and people did, with put-on vigour and passion. And thats what was so sad about the whole charade, none of the feelings expressed in the speeches were entirely true, they were fabrications - the truth stretched to fit in with a hundred year old ideal that no one could hope to meet. The school captain, vice captain and the headmaster all spoke of what the school had achieved, as if this could be pinned down and quantified, as if a school can be summed up in ten minutes. They thought it could, and they tried to. That they failed is irrelevant, it will be heralded as a success... history might be written by the victors, but what defines victory? The people who proclaimed victory the loudest in some cases. And on Friday there was no case against the school, no moment of protest at the ridiculousness of this stroking of the schools ego, this propagation of all the stereotypes about old boys networks and arcane ceremony that surround grammar schools. Unfortunately these stereotypes are true. I'll shut up about that now. Belle and Sebastian were fab on Jools Holland, even if Jools didn't particuarly look like he enjoyed them. The first "Hey! Cut me loose" sounded a bit shoddy, but it was all uphill from there. I'll agree with everyone else in saying that three songs wasn't nearly enough though. I found that link i was on about in my last mail by the way: http://www.framleyexaminer.com/ It comes highly recommended, a good way to use up an hour or so of your time. This mail has been remarkably self contained and whingy. For that i can only apologise, but i hope you got something of vague interest out of it. peace and love - kieran _________________________________________________________________ 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: twelve thoughts..
by idleberry 02 Dec '01

02 Dec '01

1. Tigermilker Mark is a cheeky wee so-and-so. Did I get him back for making all kinds of suggestions? No, I just charged him for services rendered. Darling, you owe me �1.25 for last night. 2. Paul Laird- first of all, that Jeepster record you're giving away? um, got it thanks. I dunno if you'll find anyone on here who hasn't got it. And the best track has to be the Low one. second of all? you better not be that bloke I went to school with, otherwise I shall be watching what I say from now on, and squirming uncomfortably. WHO ARE YOU????? 3. After god-knows how many hours hard work and realignment of stuff and things, I've finally got my wee fanzine printed off. So, if anyones interested, issue three features an interview with Mark Jones of Jeepster giving advice how to get signed (and mentioning things about the acts he's already got signed); Aether Flux interview; interview with The Clean; interview with John Uchurch (dude who designed Shellac and Tortoise covers); tons of reviews, demo section, quick fire interviews with bands nobody's heard of and a whole bunch of other stuff. �1.20, green cover. Previous issues are available too, cos I've got some more published. 4. Viruses? urgh. I've had three I've deleted this week alone. Its a nightmare. They go for your address book you know. Be warned. The ones I've had, have been with "re. " in the subject line, with nothing more than re. Second thing, there has been no body to the message, just an attatchment with an odd ending. If someone has sent you something genuine, and you know who they are. you can always e mail them and ask before you open it. 5. Sorry for the last multi post. Deja vu, anyone? what can I say... it kept telling me the connection had timed out. 6. dress down day, and I got told my belt was unsuitable for work. And yes, it really was a belt, not an extra short skirt or something. How sucky is that? 7. I keep having these wierd moments. I keep seeing this staircase bar in my mind, in my imagination, it just strikes up, like its somewhere I've been or somewhere I've seen, and I can't make it out. It just leaves this peculiar feeling inside me and I don't know any more. Its an odd thing, I just get flashes of this place, and htis feeling to accompany it. Its really getting quite strange. Its not something I think about, it just jumps up mid thought and goes. 8. My story is coming along really well. I've come up with stuff for it. y imagination seems to hav found a new lease of life. 9. Ken Chu, its not Christmas I find depressing, its the feelings that accompany it of regret and wonder and thoughts about all the little things I should have said and done, I just never took the time.... Hmm. 10. Did anyone think that Jools Holland looked odd when he walked away from Belle And Sebastian? He had this fixed smile on when they finished one song, then walked off, towards his piano I think, and looked at the floor with this "good grief, who asked THEM on? I can't believe I have to fake joyity about some ofthese bands sometimes.". It was that slight slight look, when he looked at the floor, the way his face just dropped the smile as quickly as he could get away from them. I thought it was quite funny. Or am I over-analyising things again? 11. When is he right time to start sending Christmas cards? 12. Yeah, I'm going to the QMU gig as well. It took my brother 1 and a half hours queueing at the QM on Wednesday, only to find out they weren't on sale yet. And then he said he was told it was students only. Of course, I think he just got it wrong. Eventually, i sent him off to Virgin to get one. :) I owe him big time now. I think it was a good idea though, to call him and bark instructions from my desk at work while he was with this girl, who I think he fancies. So I think he did it to impress her with his sensitivity. I must remember to exploit this as much as possible. Okay, thats it. 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!? Buy the perfect holiday gifts at Yahoo! Shopping. http://shopping.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: Belfast! Belfast!
by Dirty Vicar 02 Dec '01

02 Dec '01

Does anyone remember the song 'Belfast' by Boney M? It was a jaunty piece of disco nonsense about the socio-political situation in the northern capital during the 1970s. As far as I remember, most members of Boney M were immigrants to Germany from central Africa who spoke no English, so they were completely unaware of the seriousness of the lyrics they sang. In only a few weeks, I'll be going up to Belfast with my best girl, that's up from sunny Dublin. Obviously we're going up there to see popular Scottish group Belle & Sebastian, which will be nice. I think there ought to be a Belfast meetup before the gig, is anyone game? I'm not really sure of a location, and I reckon if there are any Belfast-based listers they might be able to help here. One thought that flitted through my mind was meeting in the Botanic Gardens during the day, as they are kind of central while also being kind of near the University area where the band are playing. But maybe it would be too parky for an out-door meetup and instead we should go to some cosy bar with a roaring log fire to drink hot ports and chit chat about stuff. Any suggestions? Meanwhile, in news about me, I've been to the United States of America. There are lots of squirrels there. I saw one hiding some walnuts in the base of a tree, and considered stealing them on him but decided against it. I also discovered that the Moldy Peaches are B*R*I*L*L*I*A*N*T and can see why everyone loves them. They're kind of like an American Vaselines or something, which is obviously a good thing. I also bought a fab compilation CD called "Ultra Chicks Vol.6". It's not the soundtrack to a Russ Meyer film, but rather a collection of very likeable French pop tunes sung by women and girls from the past. If you had volumes 1 - 5 as well and a CD multi-changer set to shuffle-play you would have a Bowlie disco of your own in your living room, which would be groovey. Mark Sweeney, meanwhile, mentioned that the bus to Belfast has been cancelled, which is a bit poor really. I've already got other commitments up north so I won't be able to join in with any bus hiring pranks. And I suppose I should disjointedly mention the new B&S single. I'm not really that taken with it - with the title track anyway. I still haven't bonded with it, yeah. I find the funny vocal inflections Stu-Boy adopts on it a bit strange. Obviously though, I love 'I Love My Car' as it brings back happy Uptown Shufflers related memories. And 'Marx & Engels' is endearing in a b-sidey kind of way. But overall, nyeh, try harder next time. OK, off to write zines and stuff. bless you all, DV +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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: Saturday, afternoon, raining...
by arlequim＠osite.com.br 02 Dec '01

02 Dec '01

Hi, Sinister... It's raining... a little, but raining. I can't help sharing wih you the happiness of knowing that tomorrow I'm gonna get my own private copy of "I'm Waking Up To Us", which took just a week to arrive in Brazil. while I write these lines, it's waiting for me at my brother's house. I'll pick it tomorrow. From all you people have already said about the tracks, I couldn't tell if I am gonna like it or not - although I must admit that, when we come to a certain point of identification with an artist or band, there's no more reason to say things as like or dislike, because we're gonna buy everything anyway. In the case of B&S, and particularly in the case of Stuart's works, I feel like there's a direct connection between what he says and what I experiment... so, if something B&S puts out suck, I'll probably have to conclude that something in my life is discretly sucking too... But it's all crazy talk! Let's just wait until the "audience" tomorrow. Meanwhile, "Slow Graffiti" is here with me. I don't remember who mentioned it, but I managed listening to some tracks from this artist or band called TIPSY, and it's weirdly nice! Tha usage of brazilian rhythms and chords caught my attention. Whoever mentioned it in the list, please!, send more information about it! I'm dying to understand a little better what's this thing happening in my ears. I finished reading this claustrophobic book called "A Sombra das Vossas Asas" ( The Shadow beneath your Wings), by a brazialian author called Fernanda Young, and I feel a strange taste in my mouth. Each and every carachter on the novel is depressing and instrospective. The "action" is almost everytime interior, so finishing the book is like finding a way out of a dark labirynth. I have to read something really, really! fun and soft now, to compensate. I must confess I felt the temptation to pick a "Harry Potter" kind of stuff, but I concentrated and thought there should be better pre-xmas lectures. Any suggestions?!?! As I wrote this brief message, the summer rain stopped falling and the sun came out. Daniela, as you ever says, I envy these people would like to have at least a snow day round here. But we can't count on it. At least not while the earth axis remain so unfavorable. that's it.... Beto +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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'll take the subway to your suburb sometime
by owen lowery 02 Dec '01

02 Dec '01

hewwo just a few points george harrison is dead which is a shame but im getting sick of hearing my sweet lord why cant they play a good song by him instead would be a better tribute to have while my guitar gently weeps or here comes the sun or sometimes the new single is rather nice which makes me smile and the cover is lovely dogs are a "good thing" and the heroes of our story were on later with Jools and lots has been said 'bout this so I wont add much except to say that sarah was looking quite cute and I think im developing a crush oh well in further groundbreaking news my phone keeps breaking not good cos its got an mp3 player on it which I need to maintain sanity while on buses its even got a red bull dozers track stored on it though to be honest im not sure that one helps my sanity anyway im off to fade back into list-obscurity hugs and sarah martin dreams owen ********************************************** so much depends upon a red wheel barrow glazed with rain water beside the white chickens (William Carlos Williams) http://www.care2.com - Get your Free e-mail account that helps save Wildlife! +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister(a)missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo(a)missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+

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Sinister: Dogs, wheels and disappearing buses
by Mark Sweeney 02 Dec '01

02 Dec '01

Hello All, Just to let people know, I went to Ticketmaster yesterday (social butterfly, me), and was informed that the bus to Belfast has been cancelled. So it looks like the train for me after all, and a night in Belfast. Then again, if we had enough interest, we could organise a minibus ourselves; anybody got experience of that sort of thing, just to have a rough idea of how much it would cost? It may be the only chance for some people who are a bit strapped for cash, especially with it being Xmas and all. Let's get our heads together here, eh? Bye for now, Mark _________________________________________________________________ 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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