August 2001 - Sinister - missprint.org

Re: Sinister: So you'll aim toward the sky
by Rinaldo Thatchez 23 Aug '01

23 Aug '01

Thank you, Will. When I wrote that - what I feel is at this point - infamous post last night, I didn't really mean much of it. I even said at the bottom that I was full of shit. I was just musing on the subject because I thought it was an interesting one. Some things to think about. I wasn't trying to defend snobbery so much as understand its origins and the benefits it offers, why it persists. There were certainly some real opinions in there, that I would still stand by, but there was also a lot of argument for its own sake. When Jim tore me a new arsehole this morning I felt misunderstood. Of course I wasn't comparing indie kids' marginalization with civil rights, I even said as much. And the bit about the *other* people being dead inside was really just hyperbole. Obvious misunderstandings aside, his words stung a bit because I saw myself reflected through his post as a pretty terrible person. Never mind how I saw him. But your simple story of perspective gained through tragedy made me feel small and petty and stupid in the best way. There ARE more important things to bother about.To cast the old saying, I was the darkness, Jim was the cursing and you were the candle. Thanks, Will. -rinaldo To the rest of sinister: In case you missed Will's post I recommend it highly. It follows below. . .. ... .... ..... ...... ..... .... ... .. . Subject: Sinister: So you'll aim toward the sky Date: Thu, 23 Aug 2001 20:15:48 +0100 (BST) Sorry, but this isn't an on-topic post, a detective post, or a light, uplifting post. Sinisterians who only read posts with that sort of thing in should skip to the last paragraph, which has Ken in it. Instead, you have a rambly, train-of-thought post for your pleasure and delight. My little flat is on a council estate in the middle of the city, but despite that it's overlooked by a line of beautiful sandstone cliffs, a few hundred yards away. When I look through my living room window, I can see a small stretch of cliff in the gap between my neighbours' houses. Every morning when I get up and let the cat out into the garden for a while, I look up at the cliffs and see what colour they are, because they look different with every change in light. Some days, when I have nothing less important to do, I go for a walk along the top of the cliffs. I sit down at the edge and look out over the city. I watch the city sleep in the sunlight, and look out for all the places I know: the flats I've lived in, the buildings I've worked in, the places I've been. I look out over the river to see if I can identify all the towns on the opposite bank, and name all the islands in between. One morning last week, I got out of bed in the morning to let the cat into the garden, and I looked up at the cliffs. I could see people in green coats walking about purposefully at the top and bottom of them, and a Royal Parks Police van stood by at the bottom. I knew, immediately, what they were doing. The cliffs that overlook my home are one of the most popular places in the city, for people -- mostly students -- who have decided that they want to die. The policemen in the bright green jackets were collecting the parts of someone's broken body off the ground and taking it to the infirmary morgue. It made me sit and wonder, not "why would anyone want to kill themselves", but "how could anyone be brave enough to kill themself?" I'm not a very brave person, and there are many things that I wish I was brave enough to do. However, I'm glad that I'm not a brave person, because I clearly remember one afternoon, when I was at university, sitting crunched up with my hands round me knees on a beach in the far north-west of the country. I was sat at the head of a broad loch filled with islands, and in the distance I could see the narrows leading out into the Atlantic. I knew that beyond those lighthouses, there was no land until Canada. I didn't want to be there, I didn't want to do what I was doing, and I knew that everything would be better if I were to walk into the water, start swimming to the horizon and just keep on going. Nobody knows, incidentally, whether the man at the bottom of the cliff killed himself or not. His body was found at 8am, he had no ID, and his head was smashed open too badly to be identified. The rocks round about were covered in blood. Someone said recently that as this list has 1450 people on it, it's bound to have *someone* who supports any particular viewpoint. I want to say to all of you, therefore, who want to destroy yourselves: I hope you can rejoin the world of the living. Whether you are refusing to eat, whether you are gorging yourself on the entire contents of your local patisserie and vomiting it into the drains, or whether you are just trying to think of the easiest way to die. The life you have already isn't wonderful, but some moments of it can be. Go to the cliffs from below, and watch their colour change in the light. We might never recover from wanting to shut our bodies down, but we can at least put it to the back of our minds for as long as we can. I said earlier: I'm not as brave as I wish I was. I tried to do things about this when I was younger, but I'm still not *quite* as brave as I need to be. Back in the mists of teenage time when I was still religious, I tried to get into public speaking by reading the Bible out in church. Although I was by far the youngest of the lay readers, I was the only one who you could hear right at the back. I would stand at the front, at the lectern in front of all the rapt worshippers, and would boom out: "The lesson today is from the twenty-second chapter of the book of Deuteronomy, starting at the fifth verse." About that time, though, I started to feel guilty because I suspected it was wrong; then I realised that it's not something I should feel guilty about and I'm not going to hell whatever my lessons say. I guess that makes me braver in one way, even if it wasn't my intention. I still kept up the church readings even though I didn't believe in it, until I left home. It was good fun. The old ladies in the congregation all thought I would become a bishop some day. Maybe I should go back home and give them a shock. Um, I think I had a point when I started writing this. It was something like "don't all argue about how what clothes you wear affects *you* as an individual" That comes up every few months on the list, after all. I think I was trying to say that there are far more important things to bother about, like being nice to people just to show them that the world is a nice place. Don't be blinkered, don't wrap yourself in cliques, that sort of thing. Also, don't wear stuff just cos you want to be part of a scene. Just wear what you want to, if you're brave enough. And be as supportive as you can to all the people who aren't brave enough to walk outside dressed to match their inner selves. People always start leaving lists when you get horrible nasty arguments. I'm thinking of leaving Sinister---or at least, being more of a lurker---but it's not because of any of that. It's just because it's time I stopped posting neverending posts like this one whenever I think I'm starting to feel "deep". I might come back again before long, possibly in disguise, possibly in less of a disguise. Oh, don't *just* dress the way you want. Dress in a way that will get you into Chu's pants, of course! I'm sure every Sinister girl wants to do that; well, apart from me maybe. xx -- 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. 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Sinister: B&S pre-parties
by Zschwa23＠aol.com 23 Aug '01

23 Aug '01

Haven't posted in two years, nor have I had much time to read many recent posts. I'm coming all the way from Miami specifically for SF and Portland shows. I'm sure this has been covered, but I'm curious if there are any pre-show gatherings planned -- especially in Portland, seeing as I'll be there solo. Also, if anyone has some recs on a cool B&B in Portland, I'd be forever indebted. Special place in my heart if you know of mad bars / choice record stores. Anyone from Miami going to the shows?? Please respond to sender... cheers, S +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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: So you'll aim toward the sky
by Will Salt 23 Aug '01

23 Aug '01

Sorry, but this isn't an on-topic post, a detective post, or a light, uplifting post. Sinisterians who only read posts with that sort of thing in should skip to the last paragraph, which has Ken in it. Instead, you have a rambly, train-of-thought post for your pleasure and delight. My little flat is on a council estate in the middle of the city, but despite that it's overlooked by a line of beautiful sandstone cliffs, a few hundred yards away. When I look through my living room window, I can see a small stretch of cliff in the gap between my neighbours' houses. Every morning when I get up and let the cat out into the garden for a while, I look up at the cliffs and see what colour they are, because they look different with every change in light. Some days, when I have nothing less important to do, I go for a walk along the top of the cliffs. I sit down at the edge and look out over the city. I watch the city sleep in the sunlight, and look out for all the places I know: the flats I've lived in, the buildings I've worked in, the places I've been. I look out over the river to see if I can identify all the towns on the opposite bank, and name all the islands in between. One morning last week, I got out of bed in the morning to let the cat into the garden, and I looked up at the cliffs. I could see people in green coats walking about purposefully at the top and bottom of them, and a Royal Parks Police van stood by at the bottom. I knew, immediately, what they were doing. The cliffs that overlook my home are one of the most popular places in the city, for people -- mostly students -- who have decided that they want to die. The policemen in the bright green jackets were collecting the parts of someone's broken body off the ground and taking it to the infirmary morgue. It made me sit and wonder, not "why would anyone want to kill themselves", but "how could anyone be brave enough to kill themself?" I'm not a very brave person, and there are many things that I wish I was brave enough to do. However, I'm glad that I'm not a brave person, because I clearly remember one afternoon, when I was at university, sitting crunched up with my hands round me knees on a beach in the far north-west of the country. I was sat at the head of a broad loch filled with islands, and in the distance I could see the narrows leading out into the Atlantic. I knew that beyond those lighthouses, there was no land until Canada. I didn't want to be there, I didn't want to do what I was doing, and I knew that everything would be better if I were to walk into the water, start swimming to the horizon and just keep on going. Nobody knows, incidentally, whether the man at the bottom of the cliff killed himself or not. His body was found at 8am, he had no ID, and his head was smashed open too badly to be identified. The rocks round about were covered in blood. Someone said recently that as this list has 1450 people on it, it's bound to have *someone* who supports any particular viewpoint. I want to say to all of you, therefore, who want to destroy yourselves: I hope you can rejoin the world of the living. Whether you are refusing to eat, whether you are gorging yourself on the entire contents of your local patisserie and vomiting it into the drains, or whether you are just trying to think of the easiest way to die. The life you have already isn't wonderful, but some moments of it can be. Go to the cliffs from below, and watch their colour change in the light. We might never recover from wanting to shut our bodies down, but we can at least put it to the back of our minds for as long as we can. I said earlier: I'm not as brave as I wish I was. I tried to do things about this when I was younger, but I'm still not *quite* as brave as I need to be. Back in the mists of teenage time when I was still religious, I tried to get into public speaking by reading the Bible out in church. Although I was by far the youngest of the lay readers, I was the only one who you could hear right at the back. I would stand at the front, at the lectern in front of all the rapt worshippers, and would boom out: "The lesson today is from the twenty-second chapter of the book of Deuteronomy, starting at the fifth verse." About that time, though, I started to feel guilty because I suspected it was wrong; then I realised that it's not something I should feel guilty about and I'm not going to hell whatever my lessons say. I guess that makes me braver in one way, even if it wasn't my intention. I still kept up the church readings even though I didn't believe in it, until I left home. It was good fun. The old ladies in the congregation all thought I would become a bishop some day. Maybe I should go back home and give them a shock. Um, I think I had a point when I started writing this. It was something like "don't all argue about how what clothes you wear affects *you* as an individual" That comes up every few months on the list, after all. I think I was trying to say that there are far more important things to bother about, like being nice to people just to show them that the world is a nice place. Don't be blinkered, don't wrap yourself in cliques, that sort of thing. Also, don't wear stuff just cos you want to be part of a scene. Just wear what you want to, if you're brave enough. And be as supportive as you can to all the people who aren't brave enough to walk outside dressed to match their inner selves. People always start leaving lists when you get horrible nasty arguments. I'm thinking of leaving Sinister---or at least, being more of a lurker---but it's not because of any of that. It's just because it's time I stopped posting neverending posts like this one whenever I think I'm starting to feel "deep". I might come back again before long, possibly in disguise, possibly in less of a disguise. Oh, don't *just* dress the way you want. Dress in a way that will get you into Chu's pants, of course! I'm sure every Sinister girl wants to do that; well, apart from me maybe. xx -- 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. 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Sinister: Sleep the clock around.......at work!
by Keith Davis 23 Aug '01

23 Aug '01

At work in the "Silly-Con" Valley. What a nice day, (some would call it "earthquake weather"). For those in the east coast and parts of the world, that may be something you're not envious of the east coast about. The countdown is underway and the excitement for the show just builds. Never read anything on a San Fran picnic!? But I am new to the list. I just bought tickets for the Bjork show in Oakland and cannot wait. I hear that she has a few surprises up her sleeve! This is a great year for music and tours, already I have seen: Travis, Air, Moby, Rufus Wainwright w/ Roxy Music, Nelly Furtado (and going to see B & S, Madonna and Bjork). 2001 is so far so good! Anyone hear anything on "Storytelling" or the soundtrack release? Hope that it hasn't been pushed back. I read in Entertainment Weekly magazine that the movie will contain scenes that will be censored with black bars, as the director didn't want to simply cut the scene. Brilliant! I hear more and more great things about this movie, maybe not the one about James "Dawson" Vanderbeek and his gay kissing scene (which was cut). Oh well enough ranting...........must go back to work! Keith----------------> :-) +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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: B&S Flyers/Posters for Trade
by COURTOLY＠aol.com 23 Aug '01

23 Aug '01

Hi listees, I made some flyers for the Belle and Sebastian show in Olympia Washington. They have a drawing of the apartment building next to mine and are handpainted in watercolor. I will send you one for an appropriate small gift/letter/photo/drawing etc. If you want the flyer mailed flat please e-mail me so we can make arrangements. Courtney B 120 State Ave NE PMB #1206 Olympia WA 98501 +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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: Reaching for the stars (and gig-goer-friends)
by Alexander Bartilson 23 Aug '01

23 Aug '01

Hi, So guess what I've heard. I've heard that Belle & Sebastian may be starting their European tour in Lund in Sweden on the 24th of September. I can not confirm it and it may well be just a rumour but if it's not, then I for one would be thrilled. Anyway, I've just started studying at the University of Stockholm (in four years time I hope to be a fully fledged astronomer, how about that?) and I thought I'd take the opportunity to ask if there's anybody else on Sinister who's studying there. Or if there is someone else living in Stockholm that maybe sometime would like some company to indie gigs (or things like that) in the city. If there is don't hesitate to mail me. ///Alexander +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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: Aretha Franklin said it best
by JAMES GILMER 23 Aug '01

23 Aug '01

Hullo Sinister children, So, is it in any way possible for the list to go on for a week without some MAJOR bloody disturbence that gets everyone's knickers in a twist? I guess not, eh? For the record, I like to give poor Lauren a vote of full public support for her indie rantings post, not so much because I fully agree with her (and I do agree a great deal with her) but because I've read enough slagging of the 'masses' and the 'hard kids' and the 'townies' to be well pleased when someone gives the pretentious few a good, hard slgagging. Oh, and what's the problem with hippies, I've seen them given a bit of a slagging as well, I like hippies. Pretty girls, good music, and a nice philosophy. All anyone wants is a bit of respect, and I don't care if you're agnostic or atheist (like me) or buddist or whatnot, if you honestly think the music one listens to is an indicator of the type of person they are, you are in desperate need of a fucking life. If anyone actually belives that; "It is not what you are like, it's what you like" you are a pretentious twat. High Fidelity was a good book, and a good movie, but I'm not basing my world view on what Nick Hornby thinks, thanks. Besides the fact that I thought the whole thing was a pisstake and a fairly accurate slagging of music snobs. Oh, woe is me, the hard kids made fun of me, people don't bloody understand me, the masses listen to shit music, 'those people' control the world...what absolute crap. I've taken plenty of shit from people on a wide range of subjects, but you know what, the 'indie' movement is not a disenfranchised minority, any attempt to compare them to the civil rights movements of blacks or gays is downright insulting. The masses? You take their individuality away everytime you refer to them in that sense. Yes, they are individuals, believe it or not. You learn these things when you take the time to give a damn about people instead of your own world view. People use indie style to get girls? I don't think I have a style, or if I did, it most likely be a pretty square style. Funny, I've gone out with and been friends with girls from all across the spectrum, indie girls, punk girls, abercrombie girls. You know what? They were all sweet, vibrante, lovely young ladies, regardless of what music they listened to or what clothes they wear. I don't really think I'd like a person, girl or otherwise, to whom clothes or music were the deciding factor in whether they talked to me/liked me, etc. I'd probably think they were very shallow. Not that people shouldn't have things in common, but there's a lot of things besides music and clothes to have in common. Look, it's just about respect, and I don't respect any of you on your choice of music. I don't respect you based upon the clothes you wear. I respect people on the choices they make and why they make them. When a person comes up to me they are a cipher until they open their mouth, then they earn or lose my respect. I think what annoys some of us, is that the idea of indie, just like the idea of 'alternative' was that the scenes were supposed to be free of all that crap. It wasn't supposed to be about what you wear or the exact music you listen too, it was supposed to be about breaking molds, not forming new ones. You're all wonderful, intelligent individuals. Bright, sometimes warm, sometimes funny, and mostly very nice people. Don't let your own insecurities cut you off from the world, because you are no different, no better, no more or less pretentious or worthy than anyone else. My sig quote at the bottom pretty much sums up my feelings on the whole mess. There's a big, wonderful, multiplex world out there that we can all live in. All it takes is being respectful and smiling a bit. A smile and a bit of respect will take you farther than you would have thought possible. Personally, I think we need a new topic to get in a huff about. I present; "Ribena is over-priced Kool-aid and tastes like piss". You may commence posting your rightious indignation to my slander of Ribena. Be happy people, go out and play in the sunshine with pretty boys and rude girls. Jim "I haven't feel geeky or dumb since I was 17. I don't feel marginalised or outmoded and neither should anyone else in this thriving, multiplex society. When will successful, creative, intelligent people stop thinking of themselves as childlike outsiders and start engaging with the real high-stakes world? Wake up fanboy, wake up fangirl. 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Sinister: Get me away from here I'm frying/ back by popular demand
by Priscila Moura 23 Aug '01

23 Aug '01

Hello sinister lovelies! Got in from Islamabad yesterday morning. Jesus, the place was sweltering. And this coming from someone who comes from a sweltering place herself makes it double sweltering. Managed to fry myself by the pool for three whole hours, after that it just became unbearable. I'm so happy to be back in Sinister, having been unfaithful for 48 hours. The bogus Tony Doogan episode pissed me off that much, although I did consider embracing my mugness and carrying on with the game of pretend just to see where it would lead. I'm such a curious creature, it really is my downfall at times. A couple of very sweet emails from Ken Walton and Sam Chu made me immediately want to resubscribe and I'm so glad I did. I L!O!V!E! Sinister! How can anybody leave and not want to come back? I confess to having been fed up at the time of the east x west debate (I think it was the reason for the mass exodus), but persevering has been extremely rewarding. So, what marvels of Pakistani culture did I enjoy (other than the mandatory curries), you may ask. Actually, the highlight of my trip was meeting Angelina Jolie in the flesh. That's right, THE Angelina Jolie. She was sitting in first class on the flight out, in seat 4K. You could spot those blow job lips from miles away. Apparently, she was out there for some United Nations meeting or other - she's one of those Geri Halliwell style goodwill ambassadors. I kept going past to try and sneak what I hoped was a discreet look, but she never looked up. She's a lot smaller and younger looking than you'd imagine, and her looks are much more girl next door than sex siren (honest!). I wanted to ask "so, Angie is it true about you and Belle & Sebastian?" but somehow thought it best not to... She went to sleep eventually and though it was dark I managed to get a better look. Her skin was so smooth and flawless she looked almost waxen. She lay motionless for hours, her famous lips ever so slightly parted, looking...well, kinda dead, really. Which might have been cool because I would immediately have put my first aid skills into action and given her the kiss of life. Because let's face it, the woman is highly kissable. I mean, don't get me wrong, I'm not massively into chicks or anything but I would't kick her out of bed either. After she left two of the male crew members smelled the headrest of her seat and, call me sad, but I did too. I've loved the woman since that crap "Pushing Tin" movie. The headrest had a lovely, delicate scent on it. I got teased mercilessly and accused of being a dyke, which I didn't contest simply because it didn't bother me. Can't a woman find another woman attractive without immediately being labelled as such? I later found out she was staying at the same hotel as us. I never saw her again. I spent most of my time there wishing I was back at home. Wishing I could fast forward the next month so I can start my Masters immediately because I'm so looking forward to it and to quitting my job as well. And wishing at the same time that summer would never end. Because when it does, I will, as always, retreat into my shell again and only emerge from it next year. I had my first official B&S dream the other night. I say official because B&S were in it as opposed to just a background soundtrack. I was looking at a huge house in Camden Town my ex-husband wanted us to buy (though why I would want to buy a house with him is beyond me). As I was coming out of the house I passed a venue called "The Druids" where B&S were about to start playing. Of course it was sold out, but people were handing out green and yellow tickets and I managed to get hold of one only to discover it was for a Pinocchio pantomime! I somehow got in and the place turned out to be half empty and so tiny I could talk to the band from where I was sitting. I talked to Struan loads and it was the best gig ever! Changing the subject entirely, have any contingency plans been made for red pant picnic day? You are all aware it's supposed to rain on Saturday, aren't you? And we all know that strawberries and cream don't go brilliantly with rain. On the whole indie debate thing, my view is that by respecting other people's choices hopefully they'll learn to respect yours. I would really hate it if anyone judged me because I don't own vintage clothing or obscure records or whatever it is that makes someone indie. Then again I wouldn't want anything to do with someone that shallow anyway. I've got this posting thing down to a fine art now. The secret is to leave the address out till last so that you don't hit send by mistake and end up clogging up people's inboxes with meaningless half baked shit. You just clog up their inboxes with meaningless fully baked shit instead! Sorry it's been such a mish mash. See you on Saturday! Love, Pris. P.S. I've just read Jim Gilmer's last posting and I couldn't agree more. Well done, Jim, beautifully written! I've always liked your stuff. And thank you for the excellent quote at the end once again. _________________________________________________________________ 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: Re: Maybe I'm not Indie Enough
by Johan Nilsson 23 Aug '01

23 Aug '01

>After all everyone (the InDiE hIPSter (tm) Mafia) knows that the genuine >InDiE hIPSter (tm) >1) Loves everything about The Strokes - i really dislike the strokes >2) Would't be seen in anything that hadn't come straight out of their >grandparents wardrobe - i only buy new clothes >3) Buy acres of obscure vinyl - i buy mostly cds >4) Hangs around pubs making a pint last all night - rarely drink beer, gives me headaches >5) Makes a religion of slagging off the girl in the bar for her cookie >monster backpack - slagging? i miss about on every dot, and still i'm indie... beat that..! no wait, i really dislike the indie people, it's just a bunch of stuck up kids who listen to music just because it's cool and collect rare vinyl records without listening to them, who should call themselves indie... defines a kid who goes to a concert wearing a homemade t-shirt that says josef k, just to show the people he listens to a band that rarely no one does. i'm not indie, i just like music. i shiver johan ps: right now my favorite record is paul and linda mccartney's ram, how indie is that? about 7/10 on the official indie rating system. _________________________________________________________________ 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: The case of the Runaway Thread - Part 3
by Gardiner, Stuart 23 Aug '01

23 Aug '01

Idles decided to start her search for evidence at the scene of the crime - Honey's Bar. She always felt uneasy going there; the smoky atmosphere choked her, and the picture of the head of a Saracen over the bar sent shivers down her spine. But she knew she would have to get over it, that dame had looked desperate. She approached the barman - a small, slimy man who just went by the name 'Miller'. She knew he was linked to the vicious Chu gang; he had just been let out of the gaol after a stint for his part in Chu's failed masterplan to poison the population by making them drink bull's blood. But she had enough dirt on him - he was a very dirty old man - to get what she wanted. "What d'ya know about the scmindie case?" she began. "I don't know nothing guv, I'm clean now. I tell you, I've cleaned up my act" "Come off it, you'll never change. You're still the same old smutball as ever. What happened?" "I ain't seen nothing, honest." It was clear this wasn't getting her anywhere. But Idles knew they had a good surveillance system at Honey's Bar, so she asked to look at the archives. But when she tried, her jaw dropped. Somebody had stolen all the archives! Now, Idles' suspicions were really rising. Then suddenly, a woman dressed in a long brown overcoat and a large hat walked into the bar. "You don't know me, but I might have some information for you." she whispered. "Come off it, that overcoat doesn't fool me, I'd recognise that arse anywhere." "OK, OK, just don't tell anyone, I don't want to get a reputation as a grass." "Fine, what can you tell me about the shmindie case?" "All I can say is, there's been someone round here recently telling the world that he's a fan of The Go-Betweens. And I've heard he's about to go on the run to Rio, so you'd better hurry up" Clearly time was running out. She had to think fast. She had to act fast. She had to get a new narrator who wouldn't waste time rambling on about nothing in particular. Then, just as she was about to head back to her office, a suspicious looking man walked into the bar. "Of all the bars, in all the world, you had to walk into this one..." To be continued... Big Stu +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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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