June 2001 - Sinister - missprint.org

Sinister: When Ye Go, Lassie, Fly Go
by P F 19 Jun '01

19 Jun '01

I was in Glasgow long after I should have been. And I was sorry to have left Glasgow long before I had. The angry crowd at the late-night Stansted terminal, informed that the flight had been cancelled. The cute green go patches on the lassies' turquoise shirts. (Who could have a go at a go lassie like that? Folk with more consistency than me.) The comedy taxi driver leading us away from Scotland, into Essex. Darkest Essex - except that it's probably even darker in winter. The Palms Hotel in Romford, doubtless staging the vast dregs of a wedding bash: overspilling with shiny girls at 1:30 in the morning. The 'music' thumped louder than any I could think of. Fans of Relentlessly Thumping Contemporary Pop that The Kids are Into (Ewing, Le Trouss�, Raggett, et al) should have been there. Especially if I could have been where they were. Like a swap. Yes. The hotel bath that seemed to fill so quickly. The June rain outside in the middle of the night. The panic of seeing the time of waking: 8:30. The foreign receptionist, Lotte, and her vague, game bids to get me off her hands and into the playpen of the airline people. The mild compensation of the breakfast with Sinatra, Cole, Bacharach/David et al - a tremendous touch. Feeling that this was an unusual way to spend Bloomsday. 11:00? That's somwehere between 'Nestor' and 'Proteus', isn't it? The Irish passenger in the cab who sagely made out to know all about Joyce. Well, it's easily done. The LRB in the queue back at the beloved Stansted. The project that still needed (needs) finishing, to be worked on while waiting for boarding time: 'United States Postal Service' over a cappucino, then through for a major Boss pastiche in view of the runways, engines and fins. Hey, this is progress. England falling away to be photographed. The brochure, like Tintin used to read, saying that Glasgow's main feature was the Clyde. The lyric to run over and over and fiddle with. The Bucks Fizz. The kids laughed when I told them I'd had a Bucks Fizz. I got out The Charm of the Highway Strip so that they'd announce that we were coming in to land, please switch off all walkmen. They did. They always do. Scotland. The bus to the city - The City, if you like. The roar of the bus over 'Crowd Of Drifters'. The city in its metropolitan magnitude. I must tell my editor to take out that stuff I wrote about Grand Central Station and replace it with something about Central Station. Awesome. And all of this in the pale summer. The Underground. Perhaps I had waited years to use the Glasgow Underground, and never even known it. It felt that way. You could 'fall in love' with that tube system. I 'did'. At Kelvinhall I stumbled down an alley then realized the street was the other way. In a box I rang 96. 96, I said - I'm in a box, you're in some frocks. I tried to follow his directions. I wound up back in the alley. I tried again. Here he was coming down the road. His T-shirt bore a legend. I asked him if that was the university that threw him out. No, it was another university that threw him out. Kelvingrove Park. A 'twee' name, if you like, for the distant and the outsider. I suggested to my editor that B&S had recolonized the nomenclature of Glasgow and made it (for want of a better word) twee. - Yes, he said - for it used to be Kelmanesque. The park, the crowds. Only one of them was bothered that it was Bloomsday. He let in no goals. Well, that's my story. Don't believe it. I was asked what it was like to be hanging around with a load of young girls. In fact, when I was young, I often used to hang around with a load of young girls. I mean, assembly was once a week. Here were characters with welcoming attitudes. Here was a man who looked like David Moore, revisiting the circuits. Here was a boss that looked just like Honey, calling me Lloyd Cole. Easy mistake to make, if you try hard. Here was The Velocity Girl, theorizing cogently about meta-pop and the conceptual work to be done upon the country genre. Here were the Jinxed Minxes. Here was the Foxy Field, picking up injuries on a foreign one. Here was the care bear, in elegant mourning for her unhappiness. My editor theorized once more about the metropolitan character of Glasgow. I must remember not to show him that paragraph above. It was very pastoral. A century of elves. In a bar, my first Glaswegian bar, my editor and I defended the idea of artifice, or the artifice of ideas (j'exagere). What I mean is - I have always agreed with him about posing. I took a photograph of him looking at a photograph of himself looking at a photograph of himself. I met Sprout. She from Chesterfield, like. That a Liberal Democrat weakhold. The care bear warned me not to write 'Tractor Boy'. - If you write 'Tractor Boy', she warned, I shall never listen to you again. It's a good thing she didn't tell Merritt not to write 'Railroad Boy' or 'Falling For The Wolfboy'. Or is it? No, not necessarily. (I expect someone to write and tell me that the former, or indeed the latter, is a cover. No, I don't.) Why did she not like 'Tractor Boy'? It would be a mere pointless exercise in genre exploration. I tried to enlist my editor to argue that pointless generic exercises could be a good thing. Most probably disagree with us. We probably disagree with us, sometimes. Mooro was the new pinefox, in a notebook sense. Carsmile was - where? Robinson was charming. - It's a Pool Marathon, he growled. The streets were still bright. In a car my editor and I crossed the town so that he could analyze some new graffiti. Quickly. We passed a pub and thought of Peter Miller. There is a street named after him in the city centre. We wound up at a concert hall, arrested by the frayed sound of failing neon. We found the Uptown Shufflers' 'Jungle Book' charming and bizarre. The lyrics so out of context, here, sung by this old man. And how about DOON THE TRACK THE TRAAIIN CAME PUFFING SCOTLAND TEN ENGLAND NOTHIN'!!! ? Belle and Sebastian played far more tightly than I've heard them before - than most people have heard them before. They played *impressively*. Mooro said it well - how can I add to what he's said? Hm - >>> Line from new song I Love My Car / And good :) In my head all day today. This was debated on Sunday. I am not convinced. That is ungenerous of me. Maybe I'll regret it. >>> Stevie Reverb played 3 or 4 notes of the intros to The Beatles' Blackbird before Wrong Girl & The Stones' Last Time before Legal Man. Yes. I wish he'd played all of 'The Last Time'. Maybe then he would have hit a lengthy, loud guitar solo. That was what I lacked at this gig - loud squalls of guitar playing. Jackson sounded very much like Paul Heaton. Why have we never noticed this before? Their capacity to improvise requests is impressive too. A lot of bands couldn't, or wouldn't, do that. I thought about copying them, till I remembered that I do it anyway, less entertainingly. I don't understand the fuss (if fuss it is) about them playing an encore. I would have thought that NOT playing an encore might show 'less respect for the audience', etc. They played what they played impressively. Outside, Shearer's magical mystery tour. The blue light shimmering up Buchanan Street. The joke about Sauciehall Street and the copper. The queue, in which Shearer did a word-perfect mimicry of my phone message to my editor. The noise inside seemed like the Palms Hotel revisited, till we reached the 60s room. Perhaps I shall not trouble to engage in a load of pointless carping about the unthinking recycling of versions of 'the 60s' to the exclusion of all else. Cookie, Mooro, Honey all together in one corner - I looked at that and could practically feel the quality vibes flowing. The crowd. The violence. The alco-pop. The B&S members walking in in hot clothing. The farewells. The Narrow Wizard and Chu outside the kebab shops. The mansion. Sunday. The folks. The folk. My folk's smaller than your folk. I mean, that's an ALBUM ye've got there, sir. Very impressive. And very hospitable. The roads. Hillhead tube in its grubby romance. The Wizard talking about post-industrial society while waiting for his stout to be poured. The gig analysis from Alder and all de rest. The split over 'I Love My Car'. The organic Honey. Jumpers contest. 'ld' beghtol could have judged it. No-one quite took the garish picture the occasion demanded. The Hogshead. The unexpected return of the editor. Polemics against the Velvets and the Pistols. Sausages and mash. Free drinks. Someone has to be on a golf course, lady. The list bosses' verdicts on the new 45. My best idea was 'Elvis Costello'. It was a fine idea at the time. Now it's a couple of days old. You can have it if you want. The rootsy bar again for trad folk. They wouldn't let me play. I wanted my ball back. Sweetie said something. The gang was whittling itself. Foxy Field relaying beers at the bar and wearing a 'Boring' sticker. A geezer singing unaccompanied; a geezer singing dull songs about Dublin. A secret Byrds cover. Shearer, the pinefox and Chu heading their ways down summer-night streets and hills. The grass, the trees, the skies, the clouds. We ought to remember this. We won't if my camera is playing up. Chu's vocal take on the mandolin of 'All My Little Words'. Back at base, like Chu said, a high-quality jam. The sort of thing you might expect. The outro of 'Wandering Days', I'll have you know, was thrilling. It was like listening to Bowie. It was like *being* Bowie. Lester Bowie. Playing a piano. Still no sign of the West End festival, save that 'Wandering Days'. But the greenery of the streets. The light through the windows. My hosts are pop music fans, they listen to the radio. My editor's favourites were on there. They were dismal. Don't tell him. The cries of schoolkids. The cars on the Great Western Road. University Avenue; the big postcards from the uni shop; the T-Rex. The park, which makes Kids say, 'Don't walk through the park, if you're on your own'. The Transport Museum. The 'peace caravan'. The vintage cars. The romance of the immobile trams. There are fire engines, standing by. I was encouraged to photograph more. They thought it was my 'interest'. Maybe it should be. Outside I wondered whether the ice-cream van ought to be in the museum. The way Sauciehall Street changes its names over and over in reality, but not on the map. The music shop for strings for Shearer; where my grandmother used to work. St Enoch and the vast glass roof. Chips - how many chips can ye eat? Times Square. George Square. The Care Bear. The river. The sadness of the river on a summer afternoon. The care bear pointed out that I shouldn't really like B&S, if I'm going to suggest that they should have louder guitar parts. B&S, she explained, are romantic. The bridges. This is sounding like Robinson. Missing. Inaction. Not a single Lloyd Cole vinyl record, but a Bowie one, and not Lester. The care bear was unconvinced that It's A Shame About Ray could be any good. The streets, closing down. The estates like scenery in a Glasgow film. I can see how they make those films, now. They just start the camera. The B&S record again. It's true, the strings on track 2 are nice. It's true, they have dulled down track 3. Once again, that guitar part should have been mixed way up higher. They should try using the care bear's gear. You should see it. I mean, hear it. One minute it's Robert Quine, the next it's Robert Forster. John Martyn, come to think of it. Wish Mooro could have been there to hear *that*. Here came Cookie and the Shearer again. Working men, like in a Boss song. Working hard all day / to earn ma chips. We were shown a video. It was engaging. Some don't love the arrangement of the record, some do. I can't see much wrong with it, actually. The final shots of the video are tremendous. The cookie knocks things over, earlier. People play instruments. People played instruments. 96 played acoustic guitar. The care bear played the bass guitar. The Shearer played percussion. The ensemble was - again - terrifically engaging. I hope not to forget it. Cookie doesn't forget much. Write something and he'll still remember it six years later. He should be a spy, or a 'Mr Memory' or something. We left the care bears to make their plans, and toured the dark city for the last time. The Shearer demonstrated his wizardry on the computer, and the crossword. He makes wee CDs. Honest. In the morning a relative of his told me that 'Goin' the messages' means, going out for essential provisions. I went out and did not return. Hillhead to Buchanan Street. The air in the streets was rainy and clear, if that makes sense. A fiddler played. Inside a shopping centre, Oasis were being covered by the Royal Philharmonic Orchestra. And soon it was all gone. Gone again into colours and names on a map, which I looked at with a pang in my heart, thinking, I wish I was still in Glasgow. Then I realized that I was. We were still waiting for the aeroplane to take off. When it did, all those people and buildings swooping away into the rear-view mirror of eternity. Those wee folk at their jobs or their dole offices. The colours and shapes of the city cut loose and covered by the clouds. __________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Spot the hottest trends in music, movies, and more. http://buzz.yahoo.com/ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister(a)missprint.org. 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Sinister: I must confess I don't normally read this stuff
by Bdh52983＠cs.com 19 Jun '01

19 Jun '01

So yes this is my long delayed first post (shudder!). I don't remember getting an email saying I was out of the nursery but that was probably a long time ago. See Brian has a bad habit of going through and deleting anything that does not come from pretty girls accross the ocean. But I'm all better now. I promise :P I got Jonathan David a week early and I'm growing into it nicely. Still not as good as The Boy With The Arab Strap but hey nothing much is. My one or two B & S friends keep telling me how crap TBWTAS is but they're stupid it's brilliant and if you don't think that you're stupid too. Haha now I've probably angered lots of people so I'll stop with that train of though. "A Summer Wasting" is probably about what it boils down to. Dad says I should get a job, Mom says I should work on school stuff for next year, and even the dog seems to say "Get out of the house, boy!" And yet I refuse, and spend endless hours squinting at my computer screen trying to get the nice little pictures and numbers and letters to make sense. Is this a normal thing to do?? I fear I may be going slightly mad. Ah well I've done enough for one day. I hope you are all well and that I haven't made quite everyone hate me yet! I promise my next post will be better. Cheers -Brian +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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 just wanna say, Slayer feckin' rules!
by Julie 19 Jun '01

19 Jun '01

Hello! This week is my last week of school. Well, it's the last week of my summer class. This means that I have been in school for exactly one year straight, taking classes in some capacity. Now, I'm taking a few months off. To get a job. And work. I like school better. I think last night I had a dream about Sean Connery taking me to a movie. I can't wait til the fall because I'm taking some rad classes, one in pop culture theory and one in teen movies. Sometimes I love NYU, but usually they just annoy me, like a horde of flies circling my picnic. Speaking of picnics, thanks to you people who showed up (even if you WERE an hour late and I had to sit there reading Pale Fire and shooing the flies by myself). Especial thanks to Mark for driving from afar. I'm a little nervous that zvoruna was WATCHING the picnic but did not attend. This means there was a sinister person lying in the grass somewhere, peering over, not indicating their sinisterality. Also, it's very sad. You should have come over, we're mostly pretty friendly. Unless you're Canadian. But look, we were even nice to Derek. To his face. Also, where were you?? That blow up bunny was a bust (literally) as he had had his face slashed apparently in some sort of inflatable bunny gang war. We tried to bandage him up, but the life quickly slipped from his small, blue body. Sigh. Sad day, hurt cry. To Andy Flynn: I don't know who you are, but maybe I'll be your friend. Probably. To Eric: Yes, we in New York don't have the orgiastic tendencies that the London folk do, so when we say "picnic" we mean picnic and not "massive lovefest." Also we're much cooler than the people in London. To honey: *lick* Well, you all enjoy your Peel session for me tonight, I have to go to class. I'm sure you don't need to be told to make sure you make an EVIL BOOTLEG COPY with which to make COMPLETELY ILLEGAL MP3S so the Rest Of Us can hear it too. xoxo Julie +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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: Quiet is the New Loud
by Katia913＠aol.com 19 Jun '01

19 Jun '01

Hello folk of all kinds! I am so so JEALOUS of all of you children going to the Gigs or talking bout going to the Gigs because I will not be joining you... My subject line has many underlying meanings, one of which being that I got the Kings of COnvenince album by that name, the second meaning being that I have decded with out most of your help that I talk to much and am also very shy (despite my crappy posts I do hover for a lot longer than all of you) and therefor I have decided that it is a good idea if I limit my posting to twice a month so this will be long and content full and then I'll shut up, the third meaning is that in my last post I said that the list was very quiet, and the next day you all yell at me!! I like it, keep it up.... Last wednesday I talked to my beloved friend Erica, who introduced me to B&S and she did not even know about the new single, that made me sad, and think what is with all this, but then I went out and bought it and felt very happy (i ahve spent most of my time listening to it and Kings of Convenience, my new CDs)... I just thought i should share my love for them with all of you! I love you too! Okay, now my little personal content, I know this guy at school named Jon (JD) and I have the biggest crush on him, hes younger, has beautiful brown hair and eyes and listens to all of my favortie music, (Tigermilk is his favorite) and I feel pathetic.... Have a good night! sleep tight! kate from Chicago +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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: Hangovers and Jonathan David
by Danny Farrell 19 Jun '01

19 Jun '01

Hello lovely sinister type people, i finally heard the JD version of middle distance runner it's amzing but it lacks a guitar part that was absolutely amazing in the live version and the mp3 thats been around (the tube performance i think). I love Jonathan David, especially Stevie sounding Spanish and the bit where they everyone's voice kicks in, that sounds lovely. I was at the picnic in Glasgow but no-one will remember me, i think i spoke to at most 5 people. I was actually dead and in future will stick to Vodka and red bull, well actually safeways's "feel the force", cheaper and with a much better name. Instead i drank Kuhlua and chocolate milk, which while lovely and rather powerful was not a good idea especially on three hours sleep. I lay around on the ground rolling about making funny noises, although i did manage to get up once and pass chocolate doughnuts around (mmmmmm........doughnuts) and i even managed to grumble about avalanche B&S t-shirts beeing a good one and a half sizes smaller than stated. I also heard the funniest conversation ever regarding exploding animals, along the lines of exploding seagulls are okay but exploding squirrels are just sick followed by "the only good exploding thing is an exploding ned". I think that someone should make an explodingned.com, you could scan a picture in of your most hated ned and post it to the website where they could then blow them up in glorious technicolour. Oh yeh visit mucker.com for ned related frivolities. Anyway after seeing B&S twice i decided to spend Sunday at a friends house listening to B&S and drinking and found a live version of seeing other people which is slowed down tremendously.Its grate. I also found a live version of something labelled anhour, i haven't got a clue what it is so if anyone knows could they please let me know. Im going to go and buy Jonathan David now, remember and be kind to small businesses, Danny xxx P.S Sorry for not being even slightly humorous, im much too tired P.P.S If anyone has two tickets for sale for any remaining concert ( especially) RAH could you please give me an e-mail. _________________________________________________________________________ Get Your Private, Free E-mail from MSN Hotmail at http://www.hotmail.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: radio blah blah, part deux
by eric the half a bee 19 Jun '01

19 Jun '01

a cool guy from holland named marc mentioned the belle & sebastian john peel session tonight. I was wondering if anyone was going to be taping it? I don't have a computer at the moment, cause I'm homeless right now, and I leave work at 4pm (9pm uk time) so I won't be able to listen to it. it would really suck to miss it... how come all the ace b&s stuff like peel and shows happens after I leave? *sniff* in other news, the noo yawk picnic was pretty nifty... much smaller than the massive lovefest that was primrose hill, but nice nonetheless. it was a nice introduction back to the city after my five-month absence, plus people making fun of canadians always amuses me. even if I did forget where the met was, and walked alllll the way down to 63rd st. before realizing the met was not downtown, but uptown. grrrr. oh yeah! the new single/ep/short thing is pretty good. "jonathan david" is easily the best stevie song... someone mentioned it kinds sounds like stevie trying to write like stuart, which I agree with, cause when I read the lyrics I thought it was a stuart song. anyone else think a b&s bible sing-along album would be well good? you know, "like adam in the garden", "noah and the dream of floods", and my favorite, "the boy with the technicolor dreamcoat". or was that a musical starring nathan lane? I hope I haven't started anything... I'll stop while I'm ahead. shine on, you crazy diamond. -eric ____________________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Get your free @yahoo.co.uk address at http://mail.yahoo.co.uk or your free @yahoo.ie address at http://mail.yahoo.ie +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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: John !P!E!E!L!
by Hewitt, Stephen 19 Jun '01

19 Jun '01

So the John Peel show is between 10pm and midnight British Summer Time, which is 9-11 GMT, so you can work out your local variations from there (for example Oxford time is 5 mins behind London time, honest). If you are in the UK, you can hear it on 97-99FM wunnerfulradiowun. If you are in europe and have satellite it'll prolly be on one of the radio channels, apparently. Wherever you are, if you have the modern interweb you can go to http://www.bbc.co.uk/radio1 and click on the listen button to hear it, for which you will need RealPlayer, computer speakers and EARS! Usually with these things the four songs are played throughout the show, rather than in a big chunk, so you'll prolly get half an hour of banging techno/noseflutes/records played at the wrong speed in between each track. If you are listening on the modern interweb (or even if you're not), come along to #sinister in irc chat (details on http://www.missprint.org/sinister ) and talk rubbish with the rest of us, especially if you haven't been there before :) will this do? 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: 6 Reasons Why My Life Sucks Right Now and Why I Can't Do Anything To Help It
by Histrianic＠aol.com 19 Jun '01

19 Jun '01

As depressing and self-pitying as that headline sounds, and actually is, I must take a bit of time to rant of my current situation. I'm sorry to anyone who feels I'm being self-indulgent and childish. 1. My favorite band in the entire world is doing a tour, and I'm missing every single show. What's more, when inquired as to the possibility of a US tour, Mick replied "we're only doing the west coast later this year." And I live (for the most of the year anyway) in Exeter, New Hampshire, which is... definitely not the west coast. (The counter-bad news: Mick said he'd "definitely mention it to the others in the band" when I said "please, please, please, please, PLEASE come play at Exeter and make a little sad girl who's in love with you all happy.") AND i cannot BELIEVE i missed stevie's rendition of "d'ya think i'm sexy", followed by a toy sheep noise. i would have been telling the story to my grandkids. 2. I have been isolated from the rest of the world, only having human contact with my parents. My mum, for the majority of it. No social contact whatsoever. All my friends are still in school/in a different city 6 hours away/in california/in canada/in pennsylvania and my mom seems hesitant to drive me anywhere. 3. My parents' stereo is super-sensitive to scratches on CDs and will not play my Stones cd or hex enduction. It keeps on skipping and doing silly things. I, being extremely technology-ignorant and not knowing a thing about this gigantic machine that my parents bought about a decade ago, am afraid to touch anything other than the "play" and the "stop" button. 4. My best friend Christina's computer is broken. I have not talked to her in two weeks. Since it's her computer, in Florida, about 14 hours flight from here, I can't do anything about it. 5. I am going to China in two weeks, which means I will be stuck in this solitude for two more weeks. Which also means I can't really find anything worthwhile doing. (i.e. find a job, attend summer classes, etc.) 6. Will's going to Stratford in the fall, which means I won't get to see him for 6 more months. He has somehow weaved himself so intricately into my life that I already miss him terribly, but of course I haven't made too great a contribution to *his* life and therefore he will be at stratford all happy and dandy by himself snogging with every girl he can. grr. (by the way, if anyone in stratford sees a tall, lanky, brown-haired, brown-eyed typical male (generally incomprehensible and prone to acts of stupiditiy) with an american accent, with a little transparent bubble about him that has a big sign saying "do not cross, i take 'living in your own world' to mean a literal thing", say hi. that's will.) And of couse, i can't do anything about this because i have no control over his actions, at least the big ones... (i can make him wave hello and do silly things, but i can't stop him from going places..) So that sums up my life in 6 (very long) bullet points. I'm usually not as depressed and repressed as I sound here. Honest. (C'mon, you're talking to the girl who thinks david ives's "the philadelphia" is the most genius thing she ever saw... any sinister ives fans?) erm.. yes. cheers, hye min 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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Re: Sinister: my ten biggest wanks
by Andy Flynn 19 Jun '01

19 Jun '01

Can anyone actually remember there 10 biggest wanks? I think I can remember my top 4. Does anyone have any plans for before and afters on Friday the 29th down in London? Also, if I moved to New York who'd be my friend?? Andy >From: Hannah Brown <h.brown6(a)camb.linst.ac.uk> >Reply-To: Hannah Brown <h.brown6(a)camb.linst.ac.uk> >To: sinister(a)missprint.org >Subject: Sinister: my ten biggest wanks >Date: Tue, 19 Jun 2001 12:06:11 +0100 > >YEH, YOURE ALL A BUNCH OF DIRTY SCAMPS WITH A ONE TRACK MIND (unlike me) > >ok, so i know that fyhcywlap has been out for more than a while but for >some reason i decided not to bother with it for various reasons that i wont >bore you with. um, i listened to it for the first time on sunday and i >ABSOLUTELY love it, more than arab strap, a bit more than tigermilk, and a >bit less than feeling sinister, which, in my books brings it second in the >picking order of B&S albums. My boyfriend reckons it didnt grow on him as >much as the others so maybe ill will go off it quickly, i dunno, its quite >fun to NOT buy an album and to have NOT heared any of the tracks from it. i >might do that more often. i also might buy a beatles album, they are >suppose to be quite good you know. > >from the ken chu appreciation society >+-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ > +---+ 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 +-+ >+-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ _________________________________________________________________________ Get Your Private, Free E-mail from MSN Hotmail at http://www.hotmail.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: Peel Session
by Neil Robertson 19 Jun '01

19 Jun '01

Don't forget the Peel Session is on tonight on Radio 1. It starts at 10PM GMT. If you aren't fortunate enough to receive fabulous One FM on your wireless, I believe you can listen on the net, if you go to www.bbc.co.uk/radio1 There are four brand new songs being played. Some of you might be familiar with a couple of them from the recent live shows. Some of you might not. Anyway, tune in tonight and enjoy. Cheers, Neil +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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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