August 2001 - Sinister - missprint.org

Sinister: fireflies only last for one night
by Lauren L. 26 Aug '01

26 Aug '01

Hi. It's sort of late at night, and I felt like posting. I haven't posted in months. Nothing much is really different. School started last Monday. It's back to eight straight hours of drawing spirals, faces, shoes, eyes, apples, zigzag mountain ranges, scribbled song lyrics, t-shirts, shapes, chairs, futuristic telephones, cartoon characters, french vocabulary words, beaches, trees, and bicycles in the margins of my notebooks. Then it's time to go home. It's still way too hot here in swampy New Orleans to move or even eat. The air, especially after it rains, feels as heavy and sticky as hot glue. It's really gross, and makes your hair frizz. I can't wait until the weather gets cold and I can wear sweaters and fuzzy hats.... but I'll have to. That's still a few months off. I just decided that I am sort of like a cartoon character because I wear the same thing all the time. Jeans and blue t-shirt. And flip flops are a must for shuffling through dirty puddles after an afternoon thunderstorm. Everyone at school talks about colleges. I have to apply to some later on. It's exciting, because it means I get to go somewhere brand new- somewhere with a good music store, somewhere with snowstorms, somewhere where everyone I know isn't there. I really can't wait... As for B&S, well, they won't be coming here. Oh well. I'm going to try to fall asleep. Take Care... Night night Lauren (oranges) P.S. I hope you didn't miss Shark Week. It was excellent. Thanks, Tamara for the subject line. __________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Make international calls for as low as $.04/minute with Yahoo! Messenger http://phonecard.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: More curious than Iain Rankin,... more lusty than Jackie Collins....
by idleberry 25 Aug '01

25 Aug '01

Hello all... dunno if you've been following the "Case Of The missing Thread story" but I sure as hell have been, and love it to bits. (particularly the milton keynes thing!) So much so, that I thought I'd go and put all the different story parts together, to form a web novel type thing, with credit given to the authors. http://www.geocities.com/idleberry/detective.html So if you dunno whats going on, and its all looking a bit confusing, look no further than the link to hopefully clarify it all a bit. :-) (looking forward to interogating Chris Geddes tonsils.. *HINT HINT HINT!*) cheers, Idleberry Private Investigator (Graduate) ===== 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!? Make international calls for as low as $.04/minute with Yahoo! Messenger http://phonecard.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: Stuart Murdoch VS. Stuart David
by Santi Trullenque 25 Aug '01

25 Aug '01

Hi gentle people! I need answers about B&S. Please, any help? I went to Benicassim and I did bring my Stuart David's book "NALDA SAID" (bautiful book I have to say) thinking that Mr. David still was in B&S. So (I'm stupid I know) I met Stuart Murdoch and I asked him where Stuart David was in order to get his signature!! (I never saw Stuart David before!!!) and then he told me that SD already left the band a year ago to play with his own band LOOPER. He was kind of piss off by my request and I swear I didn't know about SD leaving the band. I knew he had his own band but he was also playing in B&S. Well, anyway... I fucked it up! but then.... Does anybody knows what happened between Stuart David and Belle and Sebastian? Did they argue to each other? I think they're no friends anymore. Maybe I'm wrong but I wonder anyway. BTW worderful gig. They were magical, spontaneous, friendly, nice, funny, elegant, cool... Also, Isobel looked like she wasn't there. I mean, sometines she looked like she was ungry or something. Maybe too much for her??? Lot of people said that something is going on with Isobel. Her attitude was weird. Maybe I'm wrong again... Thanks to everybody gentle people! The boy +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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 plot thickens.
by Timothy Meskers 25 Aug '01

25 Aug '01

<br><br><br> I'd been sitting in one of the smokier rear booths when the girl walked in. I knew immediately something was amiss, and I took a long drag on my cigarette before casually turning back to the darts. Out of the corner of my eye I noticed the Murdoch boy. At it again, no doubt. The pianist began to play and I winced inwardly. Another whiny wee tune. I shook my head in disgust and snubbed my dying cigarette in the pristine black ashtray before me. Not any longer, though. Not much stays clean after I'm through with it. The girl seemed to be upset about something and I turned my attention back to their conversation. Murdoch was attracting things to these parts that he shouldn't be. I fumbled with the pack of smokes distractedly and drummed my fingers on the table to the sound of Trevor mutilating the old ivories. Where was Sam when you needed him? Back to business at hand, though. Between the Chu punks and this Murdoch fellow, things were tense, to say the least. I decided then that something should be done about the tattooed lad if we were to go through with our plan. I paid the bartender complacently and avoided any eye contact on my way out to the phone. I let the phone ring three times before a female voice picked up. "Peter Carter, please." I coughed. He'd know what to do. "Hello?" his familiar throaty voice questioned. "Peter; it's Timothy. We may have a slight problem..." To be continued _________________________________________________________________ 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: A century of ken
by Ken Chu 25 Aug '01

25 Aug '01

Hello, I haven't posted in a few days and now I'm fucking evil... great. Will's post mentioned cliffs and people dying. I haven't seen that said cliff, but I keep having this image of this great big green bare hill with a cliff in the middle. I am very fond of great big green bare hills. I remember a few months ago driving along a stretch of motorway on my way to scotland and I had to pass through these stretches of bare, endless green hills, and how I were tempted to just park the car on the side and take a hike up the hill and just lay there, and watch the sky, and forget about my worries. I would be the only person in this great landscape, just me, to escape from the loneliness of being alone in the crowd, and instead to be in my own little kingdom, to claim this hill as my own, for a day, a week, forever. It may have been the soundtrack in the car, I think I have watched too many cheesy music videos, and whenever I hear a song I would always imagine that I am living inside a film, where the song I'm hearing is the soundtrack, and just as I were passing the hills, a few songs came on, and I did feel like that, well, if I'm to ever end my life, it would be there, on the hill, alone, where I will be forever in peace, and not be found. A simple end to a simple life, I guess. Then, a few days later, I was in the biggest music video of it all, in the middle of a Belle & Sebastian concert, as they played "We Rule the School", I knew that was it, pictures of my life just flashed in front of my eyes, as if I was dying, and indeed, I felt as if I was about to die. As tears of mourning dropped a new person was born, no more will he be hurt by the stupid things in his life, for the old Ken is dead, and the new Ken is just going to take life as it comes, with his tongue in (his own) cheek. He will still go up to the hills on his own, but he will remember to bring food this time, so he can be a king of the hill that lives for more than 10 days. I have no idea whether this new Ken is evil or not, but he is very drunk and probably why sent a post to sinister that means absolutely fuck all. Ah Well. Apparently people have to mention Ken a few times in their posts now, I think I've done my fair share already this time, doesn't hurt to say it again tho, "Ken Chu". Ken and Red Bulls Ken +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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... (A few days later on)
by Photojenni27＠aol.com 25 Aug '01

25 Aug '01

Idles was losing hope. She'd been on the case now for what seemed like days and seemed to be getting nowhere apart from dragged down in memories and dead ends. The mysterious note had only increased her curiosity. What did it mean and why was the V-Bird only appearing brandishing riddles? Her hideous hallucination of being kidnapped by the Chu gang hadn't helped any either. She shuddered as she remembered Chu's vow for revenge after she had cracked the Bulls Blood case. A faint whistle of a tune from long ago made her slam her hand against the wall as she thought once again of Murdoch and that night with the tattoos. That boy always had a way of worming his way into her head. He was so innocent then, untainted by the scent of Legal Men on his tail. He had always been a no-good scallywag, but that night he was her no good scallywag. She remembered the way he held her whilst they danced to the beat of that old Go-Betweens song that she had always loved, the look in his eyes, hi! ! s stripy T-shirt against her. A tear formed in her eye. This wasn't doing her any good. The only thing for it was to go back to Honey's bar and see what she could drag up there again. Last time, it seemed that the lurkers had been unwilling to talk. Perhaps this time, a few Ribenas here and there may loosen their tongues. She sauntered into the bar that seemed much denser than before. She noticed a figure clad in a blue duffel coat sat at her usual table. She hadn't noticed this person before in Honey's Bar and wondered what she wanted from her. "Ahh Idles, just the person I've been wanting to talk to," said a husky female voice. It was the voice of a woman jaded by time and Ribena. A woman who had once walked with God, but strayed away. Idles looked up to see the face of a girl with a floppy black fringe, with the biggest and most soulful blue eyes she had seen in a while. The girl fiddled with the many badges on her dress, cleared her throat and began to speak. "Idles, I need your help, and in return, perhaps I could provide some much needed help with the Indie case?" Idles gasped. She had not really seen this stranger in Honey's bar before. How could she trust her, and how could she know about the Indie case? The girl continued, "I know I may look like a lurker, but I assure you. I've been around and I know what I'm doing. My name is Miss Jenni. Perhaps you've seen me before. I am of course, a mistress of disguise, what with my glasses and all. I received a mysterious note the other day from a "Miss Crush" concerning a certain person who is interested in perhaps,getting to know me better." Idles cut her off. "Miss Jenni, this is all very well and good. But how can you possibly help me? This is nothing to do with matters of love." "That is what you may think. But perhaps you're looking in the wrong places. After all, it is a well known fact that Indie kids dress in a certain way to attract a mate. Perhaps this Miss Crush could provide you with some much needed clues as well as help me. Ribena?" "It's a bit early in the day for me" Miss Jenni fluttered her blue eyes at Idles. "Go on, you look like you're in need of refreshment." Idles sniffed the drink carefully. She never could be too sure, especially with her dream of the Chu gang kidnapping still fresh in her mind. She took a careful sip and deemed it to have a full sugar content and therefore worthy of savouring. But Idles was a whiley Private eye. "How can I trust you Miss Jenni? Don't you hang around with that Post-Rock lot? Stuart "Uncle Fester" Braithwaite and the Mogwai gang?" Miss Jenni folded her arms defensively. "Braithwaite has nothing to do with this. Besides, he's a useful ally in the war against the Chu gang." She shuddered at the very thought of them. "I'm offering my services free of charge here. If you don't want my help then fine. I just want to tell you you'd be making a mistake." At that moment, the door opened. A flash of a tattoo, a whistle of a bar of "Slow Graffiti." Both Idles and Miss Jenni froze at the sound. "Oh God, I've got to go" Miss Jenni gathered her things hurriedly. "Well, where can I find you?" "I'm staying at the Cordy Smokes motel. Room 27. You can reach me there." With that and one last look at Idles over her shoulder, Miss Jenni fled from Honey's bar. "Murdoch" said Idles with more conviction then she felt. "You again" "Who was that?" growled Murdoch "A friend. That's all." "That's strange,I'm sure I've seen that cleavage somewhere before..." To be continued... "Girlfriends? Boyfriends? They come and go. But Pickled Onion Monster Munch? Now they're eternal..." http://photojenni.diaryland.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: The case of the runaway thread....(a few days later)
by Photojenni27＠aol.com 25 Aug '01

25 Aug '01

Idles was losing hope. She’d been on the case now for what seemed like days and seemed to be getting nowhere apart from dragged down in memories and dead ends. The mysterious note had only increased her curiosity. What did it mean and why was the V-Bird only appearing brandishing riddles? Her hideous hallucination of being kidnapped by the Chu gang hadn’t helped any either. She shuddered as she remembered Chu’s vow for revenge after she had cracked the Bulls Blood case. A faint whistle of a tune from long ago made her slam her hand against the wall as she thought once again of Murdoch and that night with the tattoos. That boy always had a way of worming his way into her head. He was so innocent then, untainted by the scent of Legal Men on his tail. He had always been a no-good scallywag, but that night he was her no good scallywag. She remembered the way he held her whilst they danced to the beat of that old Go-Betweens song that she had always loved, the lo! ! ok in his eyes, his stripy T-shi rt against her. A tear formed in her eye. This wasn’t doing her any good. The only thing for it was to go back to Honey’s bar and see what she could drag up there again. Last time, it seemed that the lurkers had been unwilling to talk. Perhaps this time, a few Ribena’s here and there may loosen their tongues. She sauntered into the bar that seemed much denser than before. She noticed a figure clad in a blue duffel coat sat at her usual table. She hadn’t noticed this person before in Honey’s Bar and wondered what she wanted from her. “Ahh Idles, just the person I’ve been wanting to talk to,” said a husky female voice. It was the voice of a woman jaded by time and Ribena. A woman who had once walked with God, but strayed away. Idles looked up to see the face of a girl with a floppy black fringe, with the biggest and most soulful blue eyes she had seen in a while. The girl fiddled with the many badges on her dress, cleared her throat and began to speak. “Idles, I need your help, and in return, perhaps I could provide some much needed help with the Indie case?” Idles gasped. She had not really seen this stranger in Honey’s bar before. How could she trust her, and how could she know about the Indie case? The girl continued, “I know I may look like a lurker, but I assure you. I’ve been around and I know what I’m doing. My name is Miss Jenni. Perhaps you’ve seen me before. I am of course, a mistress of disguise, what with my glasses and all. I received a mysterious note the other day from a “Miss Crush” concerning a certain person who is interested in perhaps….getting to know me better.” Idles cut her off. “Miss Jenni, this is all very well and good. But how can you possibly help me? This is nothing to do with matters of love.” “That is what you may think. But perhaps you’re looking in the wrong places. After all, it is a well known fact that Indie kids dress in a certain way to attract a mate. Perhaps this Miss Crush could provide you with some much needed clues as well as help me. Ribena?” “It’s a bit early in the day for me…” Miss Jenni fluttered her blue eyes at Idles “Go on…you look like you’re in need of refreshment.” Idles sniffed the drink carefully. She never could be too sure, especially with her dream of the Chu gang kidnapping still fresh in her mind. She took a careful sip and deemed it to have a full sugar content and therefore worthy of savouring. But Idles was a whiley Private eye. “How can I trust you Miss Jenni? Don’t you hang around with that Post-Rock lot? Stuart “Uncle Fester” Braithwaite and the Mogwai gang?” Miss Jenni folded her arms defensively. “Braithwaite has nothing to do with this. Besides, he’s a useful ally in the war against the Chu gang.” She shuddered at the very thought of them. “I’m offering my services free of charge here. If you don’t want my help then fine. I just want to tell you you’d be making a mistake.” At that moment, the door opened. A flash of a tattoo, a whistle of a bar of “Slow Graffiti.” Both Idles and Miss Jenni froze at the sound. “Oh God, I’ve got to go” Miss Jenni gathered her things hurriedly. “Well, where can I find you?” “I’m staying at the Cordy Smokes motel. Room 27. You can reach me there.” With that and one last look at Idles over her shoulder, Miss Jenni fled from Honey’s bar. “Murdoch” said Idles with more conviction then she felt. “You again” “Who was that?” growled Murdoch “A friend. That’s all.” “That’s strange…I’m sure I’ve seen that cleavage somewhere before...” To be continued... "Girlfriends? Boyfriends? They come and go. But Pickled Onion Monster Munch? Now they're eternal..." http://photojenni.diaryland.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: Alas poor mother, i knew her well.
by jo perry 24 Aug '01

24 Aug '01

Have you ever really looked at your mother? Not wishing to sound like a bad poem in a mothers day card, but i imagine its inevitable. There was something beautiful about my mum this week, perhaps i saw her real character, the courage despite a life of frailty. Perhaps i was tired and emotional. It made me think how dismissive one can be of a familiar person. You reach a point where a face is nothing more than the image of it that you created. Your initial impression is the benchmark for how you see someone forever. Its a slightly hollywood concept, i envisage a tasty leading man recollecting his meeting with his lover and saying; "and that night i saw her, really for the first time." Ok so i am going off on one slightly, and there is nothing Belle and Sebastian in this recitation. Still relevant. Josephine xx ____________________________________________________________ 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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Re: Sinister: So you'll aim toward the sky
by Amy Jackson 24 Aug '01

24 Aug '01

ok... will's post made me cry. he's right about the light up on the salisbury crags, how pretty it can be, but it is a sad place too. that area is so pretty, but i always feel a bit sad going near it because of things. death is big and scary but, y'know, it's part of life. that might sound incredibly stupid or whatever but it's true. i know how it feels, to be so completely out of hope and so desperate to end whatever part of life that is bad. it is not a nice place to be. but i think i had to get that low before i could sort my head out and feel better. i mean, there are days when it feels like nothing is going right anymore and i just want to sit down and either sleep or just lie down and look into space all day and night, but you have think about the good things that you have. if you keep focusing on them then the bad things don't seem so... bad. if i was good with words i would make this sound a whole lot better. i agree with jenowl though, about people who boast about trying to kill themselves. i mean, what's the point? you get these people who are like "ooh, i tried to kill myself, feel my inner torture" and i am just like, "it didn't work, why are you so proud of it?". i used to have loads of pen pals, (when i liked a certain band renowned for their, ahem, 4 real fans) and most of them would go on and on and on about how they had a breakdown the other week, or how they feel that the world is against them and without Richey they have no hope and it just made me so angry cos if i had had a breakdown the other week i wouldn't be writing millions of letters about it, i'd be lying down somewhere resting. if you have problems like that, you don't go about boasting about them. well, i dunno, maybe that helps some people. but there was this girl who ionce wrote to, and every letter i got from her was about how she felt like her whole college hated her, she had cut her arms to ribbons, she'd written a suicide not and left it for her mum to find even though she had no intetion (at that point) of killing herself and about how she'd had umpteen nervous breakdowns before the age of twelve. i mean, how many things like that can happen to one 17 year old? i don't mean to sound insensitive but i just didn't know how to help her. sorry for ranting. amy x _________________________________________________________________ Get your FREE download of MSN Explorer at http://explorer.msn.com/intl.asp +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister(a)missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo(a)missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+

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Sinister: Seattle Show - Change of Venue
by Neil Robertson 24 Aug '01

24 Aug '01

Please note that the B&S show in Seattle has been moved to The Paramount Theatre. Tickets are still available from Ticketmaster, and tickets for the original Moore Theatre show are still valid. Sorry I don't have more info, but this is hot off the press. It might not even be on Ticketmaster quite yet. Please tell your friends as we'll look right bloody stupid if we move to a bigger venue and no-one comes! 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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