January 2002 - Sinister - missprint.org

Sinister: New things on Banchory
by Neil Robertson 04 Jan '02

04 Jan '02

For anyone short of a bit of reading matter, www.banchory.net is selling copies of the new music magazine "Careless Talk Costs Lives". The magazine, created by former Melody Maker journo Everett True and top photographer Steve Gullick, is intended as a bit of an alternative to, ahem, other current music publications. The first issue contains Stuart Murdoch's Brazilian Tour Diary, as well as the biggest Mogwai interview ever conducted, pieces with Calvin Johnson, Le Tigre, Electralane and literally hundreds of reviews of the sort of shit yous lot like to listen to. It's under "Fancy Goods" in the B&S Merch section. Enjoy. 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 +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+

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Sinister: Real fruit pieces
by Rebecca Wright 04 Jan '02

04 Jan '02

I feel I ought to bulk out my character beyond a love of a rare bird. My enthusiasm for them in my debut e-mail stemmed from spotting one that morning in the sky above me. I also look up at the night sky a lot nowadays but that's just to find the seven sisters which is the only constellation I can recognise. I'd like to know more, be able to name a hundred stars like the skipping girl off 'Drowning by numbers', I'd also like to have a basic grasp of Spanish before I leave for Peru and I'd like to be more adept at the sax but like isn't a strong enough inducement whilst I'm in this rut of a gap year. The sax in question is a prissy tenor, its flaw is that it happens to be a Yamaha and has inherited a nasty orange-gold laquer. I consider leaving it out in the rain to tarnish into one of those battered, rusted instruments in the b&w New York jazz photos. I'm second in a local jazz band where the average age is 60 & I've lost my school-girl ability to dive head first into solos with only the vaguest notion of what notes to play. Ten, ten is a much more appropriate number. It can be a late new year's resolution to learn the names of ten stars. Bit more unusual than the 'go to the gym once a week' offerance. My village is half way between Oxford & Reading. It was once a swamp with a monastery and when it rains hard the water pools into the shapes of the lakes and trenches of the trout farm the monks had in the grounds of the nature reserve, this is all from Primary school it's odd the stuff you retain. Agatha Christie is buried in the church yard. Our one claim to fame and not much at that, it'd be something for the grave to be a shrine like Conan Doyle's with lots of die hard fans in Poirot outfits or Miss Marple get-ups holding seminars around it but they all prefer the Orient Express. What else to say.....I have beautiful blood, that's according to the nurse at the donor clinic- it was an aesthetically pleasing shade of crimson leaking into the bag if I do say so myself. It is also O negative which my Mum the doctor treated like a genetic disease pouring over her old medical books as the prospects of multiple grandchildren fell into jeopardy. I wish I'd known this during Biology, could've been my own show & tell in the genetics classes. Quickly onto New Year's, mine was similar to Christina McDermott's only this was vodka trivial pursuit. T'was also short lived as the trivial pursuit in question predated the fall of the Berlin wall and the only correct answer given was "eyebrows!". 2001 ended with a debate on the political layout of the South American continent. Jill found the drunken scrawlings in her diary the next day resembling a cross between Italy and an alien's head drawn by a 2 year-old. Looking back this is not so much a CV as it is the ramblings from an over indulgence in black cherry youghurt. bye now Becky x +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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 +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+

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Sinister: pigeon-toed dandelion-puff whimsy
by R.Playforth＠sussex.ac.uk 04 Jan '02

04 Jan '02

if how you spend new year = how you're going to die, i'm very worried. watching edward woodward being burnt alive is not in my top ten of 'things to do with my final moments on this earth'. i don't think this has been mentioned yet - the january issue of careless talk costs lives includes the following b&s content: 1. spoof news item on the band being deployed to afghanistan. sample sentence "we need a morale booster - and what better than the thought of these fey, mimsy little milquetoasts fetching up against the ruthless, battle-hardened zealots of the Taliban?" they obviously don't know about struan's boxing skills... 2. non-review of the september washington gig by a jonathan richman fan. 3. (best bit) a two-page brazilian journal by stuart murdoch, bless him. plus of course the usual spattering of music journalese references in the rest of the magazine: "belle and sebastian on <insert drug here>"; the lovechild of <insert band name here> and belle and sebastian" etc etc i really don't like the music press. including so-called saviours of it such as ctcl. (it's significant that the best writing in this issue was by struan.) i don't feel that any of these writers are talking to me, that's the problem. i hardly need to mention the nme, but even magazines like uncut and ctcl which purport to have some kind of intelligence and integrity make me feel like a hopelessly uncool outsider - everett true is in bed with all the artists for a start. i begin to think that if you're passionate about music, the last thing you should do is write about it, because you will inevitably disappear up your own arse before you can say 'i hate starsailor, me'. blah, anyway. lots of deep thoughtful posts lately, something guaranteed to make me feel dull and mentally feeble. perhaps i should retreat to #sinister, where paragraphs do not exist... luv archel xxx +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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 +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+

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Sinister: on the last bus outta town
by 9852611 9852611 04 Jan '02

04 Jan '02

sigh - exam time again. Of course, ideally, i would be studying - the first one is in less than a week. But me being me and a world cass procrastinator, i'm still finishing assignments i was supposed to have finished weeks again. At the moment i'm busy plagerising from a great big book i found in the library. I'm trying to find bits to fill in the gaps in my report that sound like i might have actually written them. Actually, the book is quite interesting - it's all about loss prevention in industry, which sound verrry boring but is really about all the horribble horrible things that can happen to a person in an industrial plant. Chapters have headings such as ' injuries caused by flying glass fragments in explosion' and recount various accidents that have occured, in order of severity. In the last one i read someone lost their hand - i think someone's going to lose their head in a minute. i got a new phone for christmas - unfortunately it's with a new network that doesn't seem to want to think at all. i don't think they can have proper masts ( or whatever it is that relays texts and things), i think they must have employed old men in tin foil hats holding coat hangers aloft to send things around the country. the one assigned to my phone must have died or gone on holidays or something cos my phone just doesn't want to work. oooh - we got new money and it looks like pirate treasure. All the coins are gold and thick and ridgey and look like doubloons.It's great - nobody has a clue of how to tell them apart.On the down side, though, all the notes seem to be grey - not very cheery. One good thing about the euro change over is that all my bus fares have gone down by about 5p - yay! i need to change the way my name comes up on the list - i don't like being just a number. love louise +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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 +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+

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Sinister: Breakfast in Los Angeles, microbiotic stuff...
by Corduroy Boy 04 Jan '02

04 Jan '02

I sat down two days ago thinking I had so much to write, but I couldn't seem to type anything of interest. Not that this usually hinders me, but I couldn't even think of anything self-indulgent that was vaguely amusing. So what does this say about me? I think things are pretty darn fun in my life but nothing turns out worth mentioning. But then I saw other people's lovely posts today, a big ten of them this morning. This is probably more significant to me than anyone else, having been on holiday this week and getting up late, and also not checking my e-mail in the mornings meant I didn't really believe sinister existed this early in the morning. Does the world disappear when we close our eyes? I see no reason why not. (Turns into rich boy Jools Holland mode...) "OK, let's come here, over here to the delightful, the wonderful Ken Chu. Take it away with...old video games!" My little brother got a new fangled game boy advance today. I felt like such an old git to learn that this tiny little piece of plastic with a miniscule screen is twice as powerful as the super nintendo which I thought was thoroughly hot stuff in earlier years. But Ken, as I remember with a slight Japanese accent it sounds a lot more like "hate-you, ken" when he does that fireball thing. This is not meaningful, in fact he is just as likely to be name checking you after sneezing, but I felt you were a little wide of the mark with "adore-ken" ! :-) Oooh...Hannah, thankyou very much! Yes, the beads fit (if the beads fit, wear them..thankyou, I shall) And the mar-belles, very cool. I especially like the rough ones, the big clear one and the tiny little opaque white one with little red and blue patches. I enjoyed the chocolate with my cup of tea this morning. (Darjeeling.) Thankyou, but you're naughty, I did tell you not to send anything. But thanks. I was going to mention my New Year's shenanigans, but only one part may be of interest...to some...OK, one bit is B&S related. After the main party we went back to a friends for much wine, port, guinness and bizarre mixtures of the same. (Known as black velvet, apparently, but why not just drink them on their own?) When everyone was suitably relaxed, (gauged precisely by the fact that the non-smokers were starting to smoke cigars) I played loads of Belle and Sebastian. I'm hoping that whilst not being conscious of what music they were listening to, it might find a place in their heads to grow into a passion for our favourite eight piece, but I'm not counting my chickens. I don't know what to do now. Well, theoretically I'm supposed to be working, but in reality I don't know what to do. I might visit the elderly lady next door who gave me some barley sugars at Christmas. (She still thinks I am about eight, which was how old I was when we moved to this house.) In Sheffield we have this grate shop (although I haven't been for ages...) that's called Grinelli's and is supposed to be an ice cream shop but is a proper sweet shop with big jars and sells barley sugars, yorkshire mixture, acid drops (the legal type), reeces pieces, that crystalline dust that crackles and fizzes in your mouth, (again, the legal kind), atomic fireballs, aniseed balls and many others. Talking of acid drops, the subject line refers to the track "Alan's Psychedelic Breakfast" on side two of Pink Floyd's "Atom Heart Mother." Right, it's time to go and do whatever I decide on doing. When I'm on my way, I'll decide. It'll be a hard choice what with all the stuff I'm supposed to do, but it's likely to be tobogganing again, there's still snow you see. Does anyone else go sledging in a bivvy bag? (Large, orange, plastic survival bag). You should, it's way better. No mad props today. NO, WAIT....there are! To Ian, if there is any poll of best posts, I'd like to see who beats that. (Jools mode again...):"Marvellous." (Jools voice off.) Marbles and and miniature fudge bars, Tom XOXOXO P.S. To those on #sinister who ask me (Cordkin) if I'm new, no, I am not particularly new as I assume new means "first time on". I am not a veteran, though. P.P.S: Lucylu, I hope you have heard some Nick Drake and Kings of Convienience :) +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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 +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+

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Sinister: Looks like a Russian
by Elisabeth Zachariassen 04 Jan '02

04 Jan '02

hullo, are there any Russian listees? Or listees that happen to live in Russia? Are going there and are studying Russian so it would be nice to hear from someone there... Cheers, Elisabeth +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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 +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+

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Sinister: Playing Footsie
by David Moore 04 Jan '02

04 Jan '02

Hi All, Just a quickie, don't worry. A couple of people (Asm, Loud Stu?) have asked about the addition to the footer that appeared on 27.12.01. Honey has been playing hard to get about it so I asked clever Sillustrator Katarina Karlsson* ( http://www.missprint.org/sinister/sillustrations/ ) as if you didn't know :) what it meant & she wrote "snipp snapp snut are just nonsense words that doesn't mean anything but sounds nice. so it kind of means "Snipp snapp snut, and so the story was ended". It's usually used when reading a book for a child: after reading the last page and picking the book up and closing it with a little "snapp" So i guess it's a nice end for sinistermails... " Thanks to those of you who Reported Back about bowling, Trousers parties, New Year's Eve, etc. Its important, you know. Great news about the VHS/DVD, which I look forward to avidly. Love, David Moore Chelmsford, UK +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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 +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+

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Sinister: "amy, is yr house the one with the kid always twiddling sticks in the front yard?"
by amy.longcore＠ch.novartis.com 04 Jan '02

04 Jan '02

all of my conscious life i've been harboring a guilt i can never fathom. it sinks into my chest and pings and pangs around. sometimes it causes my brow to wrinkle, or my lips to purse, and often it will bring a sad eye. more often than not, the subject at hand makes me smile, but it's always one of those sad far away smiles. i'm just really realizing today it's made me what i am. it's the reason i don't progress. it's why i hold back. why i never get too close too often. for you see, when you enter my life, you also enter the life of my brother, dan. when dan was 3 and i was 6 we were playing in the backyard and woods, like kids living out in the boondocks do. there was a ground level window which led into my parents basement. under the window was a couch. now remember, under the window there was a couch. we used to jump into the window, and land perfectly on the couch in laughter. there was a couch under the window. so, when we were done playing outside we used to make our return into the home thusly, since there was a couch under the window. my parents never liked us doing that. but we did. dan went first this time. i didn't look down and keep him safe like a good older sister should. there was no longer a couch under the window. dan hit cement. flat. concussion. but he was always a "normal" kid.... dan spent a lot of time outside by himself as he grew up. always finding the perfect stick to create adventures with. he'd search the woods and neighbors yards for hours, until he could find the stick that would best resemble any number of star trek or star wars ships. he created in his mind a database of noises, and blips and assorted bangs to exclaim as he moved his sticks through the air, walking aimlessly through our yard. but it's "normal" to have that sort of imagination as a child... until dan came in one day explaining, emotionally, that the monsters in his head were going to kill him. this got worse. tests. tests. medications, more tests. never a specific diagnosis. dan went to a pre-school program for 2 years before entering kindergarten at age 6. oh, of course, school was not good. what public school has enough time... when he was 8 years old, doctors basically begged/forced my parents to have him institutionalized. they tried it, being told it was for his better. god, no. it lasted a couple months. what hell in that place, poor children given away to dorm rooms with padding. parents can't deal, and there isn't enough staff to keep them all entertained and pleased. and they mix the crowd. violent kids in with the soft-hearted. god, no. this, of course, had its effects. dan came home for a weekend visit and called my mom a "mother fucker" when she asked him to kindly hand her something. now, that was not my brother. medications have warded off his schizophrenia for over 10 years now. here's hoping that keeps up. they still call him, with good reasoning, autistic. autistic is to be set in the mind of a child. it comes in varying forms, as varied as each of our bodies are. i've known people labeled "autistic" that couldn't speak. i've known people labeled "autistic" that could add 4, 657 + 6, 945 quicker than you could lick yr lips. so, why did i tell the basement window story? because, no matter how often i am told that he doesn't have a brain injury, that he has genetic autism, i question it. i will always wonder.... dan is 25 now. he graduated public high school. on time. sure, he failed the subjects he wasn't interested in, but he excelled in the things he could know and understand. for him, it's all about interest. you or i could say "i have no interest in such and such so i don't bother learning....." his brain will just shut off to it if he has no interest. and immediately, trust me. he's never had a friend. never been kissed. was violently teased throughout his public education. it wasn't until his junior year of high school that we learned how bad the mental and emotional abuse he was taking from the other kids was. i still want to hurt so many of them. when i'd come home to visit, i'd go see dan during his lunch time. every damn time i went, i'd end up yelling at some little punk about the treatment they gave my brother. and i would always end up in the principals' office. i never had to go to that office during my entire school career. but i had some things to say! the glory of that whole mess is that the majority of the kids that gave my brother such a hard time didn't graduate. yet, he did. he finds comfort in that. so, this is why i live in the boonies. why i bought my house in a small town and settled in. 'cuz once my parents are gone, i am what dan has left. my other brother feels this burden as well, but not like i do. i know the he'd be "better off" with me. and so, that's how it shall be. i still think of moving away again, but never too far. my mom called me today with a heartbreaking story. dan can't understand why our other brother, nick, always comes to my house and such. he's jealous and misses me. how can i tell him.... that we smoke pot, that we stay up late and talk about music and watch movies. that we are naughty with our friends and do things i would never want to subject him to. and why do i feel so guilty? don't i deserve a little guilt-free fun and adventure? well, of course. but i can never find it without a price. so, when i get out of work soon, i'll be stopping by my parents house to see if dan is still awake (he's a nightowl like his sister) and visit wiff him for a bit. i've tried "getting him out" more. it's just so hard. he loves natalie merchant and sarah maclachlan and such... so i tried taking him to lillith fair. oh, god no. not good. i was devastated that i couldn't help him to atleast enjoy that. so, it's best to sit quietly and let him talk about star wars, fiddling his stick between his fingers while i just love him. " :) " i trust everyone's holidays went by without too many glitches. i always wish you all well...... i've been enjoying the folks at #sinister. i urge you all to come in and say hello. with that, i want to say a special public thank you to mr. danny farrell for being a good listening friend. thank you! ok, i suppose i'd better work, or something. or something, amy +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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 +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+

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Sinister: a post from the congo, where i work at an orphange
by bre day 04 Jan '02

04 Jan '02

dearest... having read of the many fantastic new year evenings, i find myself quite remiss. as for myself, i attempted to surround myself with strangers and bad music at a house party, but i quickly grew bored. and so i went home, drank two diet cokes and watched the bbc version of pride and prejiduce. i was quite absent from sinister these past five months, though few would notice. it was with great trepidation that i ventured back, convinced i would be met by unfamiliar characters... and naturally they would all be very witty and well-to-do. imagine my delight when the lovely laura llew and kenneth chu were there to give me capacious greetings. finding myself at my fathers place for two weeks with very little to do, i have been able to waste time conversing muchly with danny farrell. i must confess every danny i've ever met has never been very pleasent... and nor have any farrells... but he is all politeness and 'umms'. having dropped a sufficient number of names, i will now eat some cheese pizza and scold myself for being nothing more than a self-obsessed silly girl with very very green eyes. bre x ______________________________________________________ Send your holiday cheer with http://greetings.yahoo.ca +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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 +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+

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Sinister: An addendum
by Sam Walton 03 Jan '02

03 Jan '02

Hello again. In the haste to tell you about The Pledge last night, I forgot to say all the other things I'd been saving up. I got "The Peacock Manifesto", by Stuart David, for Christmas. I was gonna mention that last night. I finished it on New Year's Day. It was good, but it started off brilliant, which is a slightly disappointing way of doing things. Ah well, it was still a good yarn. BigStu mention "Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut!". This was another thing I was gonna mention last night. Come on Honey, who's responsible...? Ken Chu and John Jennings mentioned inventions of the last decade. Is email a 90s thing? If so I'd like to nominate that. Actually, it's prolly not, is it. It was prolly designed by Microsoft in the 70s or something, and they've just spent the last 30 years de-perfecting it. Willitron300 mentioned the "Brainfreeze" mix-album from DJ Shadow and Cut Chemist. I know a list for a twee Scottish guitaring eight-pieces is hardly the place to be eulogising about an American hip-hop and scratch DJ duo, but both the "Brainfreeze" and the "Product Placement" albums are funking excellent examples of just what can be achieved with "four turntables and a sack of wax" if you put your mind to it. Ms Fruitloop's been quite quiet of late - I suppose she's got the boy Apps to deal with, but still, one of her huge recollective-post efforts wouldn't go amiss at chilly times as these. That's it again. love Asm.x ================= "He's strictly a pain in the ass, but he certainly has a good vocabulary" - Holden Caulfield _________________________________________________________________ Join the worlds largest e-mail service with MSN Hotmail. 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 +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+

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