January 2002 - Sinister - missprint.org

Sinister: Nowhere is a tacky place
by Peter Carter 29 Jan '02

29 Jan '02

I sent this e-mail about 16 hours ago and it never appeared, so forgive me if this ends up posting twice. It's also pretty boring, so I'd advise skipping to the next one unless you're really bored. Hannah Brown shocked me by saying: >I bought "the perks of being a wallflower" yesterday and i have read too >much of it already. It's pretty good but it cost me £6.99 and if i finish >it on wednesday (which is very possible) then the book will seem all that >more expensive, roughly £1.75 worth of reading a day. So i am going to try >and read it slower so that i feel as if my money is going further. And my dear Hannah, The Perks of Being a Wallflower is a little more than quite good! To be honest, if every page cost my £6.99 I would have felt I'd got my money's worth. Mind you, it'd have cost me over £700, so I'd probably be broke. Less shocking was Sam's assertion that: >I wrote to say that I thought >Will's post was the most poignant, touching, incredibly heart-felt post I've >read on Sinister, ever. Because it was wonderful, it really was. I haven't been posting much recently, you may or may not have noticed. It's a combination of a few factors. Firstly I'm a lazy git. Secondly, I've been responding to people's posts personally, instead of over the list, and thirdly, well, I think I'm becoming something of a corporate whore. Not only have I been looking into advertising for Fast Cow, I've also been dabbling in merchandise. Yes, you heard me right, there is now a selection t-shirts, mugs, and even a fastcow baseball cap, all at ridiculously high prices. Does anybody know the point at which something officially becomes a business, or is a difficult judgement to make? I'm also stuck in the middle of nowhere with a housemate who plays The Sound of Muzak, Annie and Dirty Dancing 7 or 8 times a day. To get away from all that for a few hours costs me about £5 in bus fare, plus an hour travelling time, and the last bus leaves at 10.30. So, the upshot of that is that I haven't been getting out much, and I don't really have any interesting stories at a point when Sinister is pretty much full of them. The highlight of my week was getting 'Looks Like a Russian' by Sodastream in the post. Which isn't quite as bad as it seems, as anyone who's actually heard the album will probably attest. I'm looking for a new house. I'm looking forward to the Brighton meetup. Oh, and I found out there are at least three Moldy Peaches fans who live in Bath. www.fastcow.co.uk www.eurosexuals.co.uk Peter +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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: i'll admit i'm feeling strange
by R.Playforth＠sussex.ac.uk 29 Jan '02

29 Jan '02

like several others, i have just finished reading 'the perks of being a wallflower' which i, well, loved. but it was TWEE AS FUCK!!! it made my teeth hurt. it made me want to read about well-adjusted cheerleaders. or hard-boiled detectives. and yet i did love it. it has shoved me into a emotionally fragile place, it seems, and i will probably only get through the day without crying if i studiously avoid belle and sebastian, lovely sinister mails, and most of all, thinking. i have already 'gone weird' at matt this morning. sometimes it's just as difficult being in love as falling in it in the first place. lovely sinister mails: i'll take the risk of just giving quick props and hugs to dimitra and will; anything more and i'd have to desert my post at reception, or else be witnessed dissolving rapidly by a dozen baffled foreign students. dimitra claims she has never felt nervous meeting her many many sinisterines. much as i am looking forward to the brighton meet-up, i can't say the same thing. i truly am boring, shy, ignorant, boring, ugly, annoying and boring, and the fact that a lot of you don't realise this yet is terrifying. (nb. i am NOT fishing here, i really am feeling like this at the moment. although i admit it probably won't last and soon i'll switch to being insufferably happy, extrovert and smug.) my shyness was horribly abused on saturday at a theatre above a pub in camden. old friends from york were doing a comedy gig and forced me on stage for a sketch. i remembered why i hate the concept of audience participation so much. it was not a nice place to have our reunion, to put it mildly. plus my trains were being diverted via littlehampton, which is not a place i would choose to be diverted via. perhaps i should have foisted myself on ken, bapps et al instead, sounds like they had fun. still, i had a nice dinner, so that was something. the lightest touch can break a heart. luv archel xxx ps. richard wrote: BUZZBUZZBUZZBUZZ which was clearly meant to be a hint. clearly. so, i'll give in and point out that Buzzwords is up to date, tidy and sparkling at a NEW location: http://www.buzzwords.ndo.co.uk. ****************** Visit www.buzzwords.ndo.co.uk for the best new writing on the web. Email submissions to buzzwords(a)bigfoot.com <nb: site undergoing maintenance> +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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: i'LL bReak tHeM d0Wn n0 meRcY sH0Wn
by velocity farewell 29 Jan '02

29 Jan '02

HeaveN knoWs it's g0t t0 Be tHiS tiMe... there we are, 31st januaRy... another month is over, the first one of 2002 and nothing's changed really... only that i've got another good 8 weeks... carving... carving... anotheR sunny day here and you sing "youshouldallbemurdered"... for those of you who cannot read the connotations, i'm sorry and i don't mean to murder anyone... 2 weeks till the brighton meet-up, 3 weeks and a half till dahling's birthday, a week and 2 days till i see ruvi, 8 weeks till i'm in london, 3 months till i'm in glasgow, 10 months till stay-C moves to Glasgow with us... RichaRd.J.GillandeRs said to me: "glasgow is getting over-crowded; we should force some of locals to leave the city"... I have my mini tartan skirt waiting already... and spooky the dog is microchipped coz they wouldn't let her in the Uk unless she was microchipped... life passes by... and i thought... enough with being scared... i've met so many people who were scared... almost everyone i've met in my life was scared for one reason or the other... i don't mind fear... what i cannot forgive is cowardness... fear makes heRoes... cowardness makes amoebas, like paul would say! and to be honest can you think of something more a-sexual and anti-erotic than an amoeba? I cannot... Ruvi said, 'you cannot blame people for they live on references'... which is so true... so we're standing here trying to live up to our references... being lonely coz of that.... scarying people off coz of that... but still...i wouldn't change that for the world... and all these wannabe revolutionaries and artists can just go and piss off! i'll fight their hypocrisy and pharisaism tooth and nail! coz if i don't then what is left there but a world of amoebas living on references? OK I should go now and stop ranting.. but not before i send to all of you this poem by Vladimir Mayakovsky... why? because he was a fighter his whole life, coz he died saying "Lili, love me", coz it's sunny outside... it's the Halcyon Days here... Listen! (Poslushiyette!) Listen, if stars are lit it means there is someone who needs it. It means that someone wants them to be, that someone deems those specks of spit magnificent. And overwrought, in the swirls of afternoon dust, he bursts in on God, afraid he might be already late. In tears, he kisses God's sinewy hand and begs him to guarantee that there will definitely be a star. He swears he won't be able to stand that starless ordeal. Later, He wanders around, worried, but outwardly calm. And to everyone else, he says: 'Now, it's all right. You are no longer afraid, are you?' Listen, if stars are lit, it means there is someone who needs it. It means it is essential that every evening at least one star should ascend over the crest of the building. (1914) that was all for now... take good care all of you... and remember "if stars are lit, it means there is someone who needs it"... hugs, VeL xxx "waR is the last possible creative act" Mick Travis "IF" "true creation shall rise through the ruins of the old world" Isidor Isou, L.I. __________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Great stuff seeking new owners in Yahoo! Auctions! http://auctions.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 +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+

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Sinister: Sweden
by Neil Robertson 29 Jan '02

29 Jan '02

Details of two forthcoming shows in Sweden can be found at www.banchory.net/belleandsebastian/news.html 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 +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+

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Sinister: listabuselistabuselistabuse
by lindsey baker 29 Jan '02

29 Jan '02

this is list abuse, surely, and i'll let anyone who wishes pummel me for it. but. ack! another midwestern picnic out of the nebraska vicinity? i am pouting for more reasons than those already stated now, and simply because there's no love for the nebraska/colorado heartland. being in the middle sucks. ok. bbfn. back to working on a friend test for y'all. lou _________________________________________________________________ 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 +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+

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Sinister: will nature make a man of me yet? (summer meet up stuff too)
by amy.longcore＠ch.novartis.com 29 Jan '02

29 Jan '02

I'm a girl and yr a boy la la la la la la la la Will salt is lovely. I want to wash his hair and put my favorite girly conditioners in it and put it in lovely bouncy bouncing pigtails for him. Yay! Boys and girls. I've never wanted to be a boy, really. Well, that's not true. When I'm doing some hardcore hiking and camping, I'd much rather stand off To the side a moment than hug a tree?but anyway. I've made it no secret that I'm pretty open-minded in the boy vs. girl department. I like dresses, but I also like boys' jeans. I like putting powders and glosses on, But never too much. I'm the queen of the understated Grey area. I'm amy. I thoroughly enjoy hearing peoples' thoughts on their sexual outlooks And what they relate to. I, however, will not tolerate for those who travel a little Further off the trail than others to be put down. I take it personally, as I'm a bit of an Oddball myself. If you don't understand where someone is coming from, ask rather Than condemn immediately. and if they aren't fully comfortable about talking about it, let it be. if they are meant to, they will come around in time. and if you really want to know and understand them, ask questions gently. people need time to get into their comfort zones and display themselves as they want to be seen to the world, and in themselves. I just had to say that. Shyness is nice but shyness can stop you from doing all the people in life you'd like to?. Ok, so I switched the lyric? But it's been running through my head a lot. Not only am I scared of relationships anymore, I'm dead shy about Making the "first move". Yeah, I know, I'm lame. Some of you have heard the story about the man I danced with recently Who set my heart aflame. Well, he'll hardly look at me now. I'm around, his face turns red and he darts away. This is just not going to work. I've decided to forget about him for now. Not just because I don't know how to approach him again. But because it's easier. But really, am I supposed to be dead flattered and attracted At that? Or am I supposed to assume he's insane, like I am now? Maybe he thinks I'm insane? Perhaps. When I ran into him a couple days after the dancing, I was very outgoing. I said things that let him know I Liked him. So, that should have helped. I'm also hearing his heart gets broke real easily. Well, mine too. He doesn't know of belle and Sebastian anyway (content!). My friend Christopher called me up and said, "amy, we are relatively attractive, Smart and outgoing people. Why are we such social misfits in the dating Department?" I still can't answer you, Christopher, dear. But I sure can Relate to the roots of the questioning. i'm just a misunderstood cherubic hermit anyway. no one will ever find me. I wonder to myself?. Anywhere you go, even yr own bedroom, you've got a lot to live up to. Take all the good and wrap it up and hold it, just keep the bad past arm length. That's my cryptic way of telling some of you to keep a chin up. let me get my hands on your mammory glands... i just wanted to write that lyric out, thanks for the opportunity. there's always someone out there with a big nose who knows.... how to send a crush vote. bless you for the giggles, hannah. yr too cute. do you think you've made the right decision this time? prolly not, but i've got a little idea up my sleeve. upon discussing wanting to see mr. andy capp in drag LIVE and IN PERSON, a little star named kirsten and i wondered how a BIG sini summertime midwestISH meet up would go over. we want canadians, chicagoans and then some to trot their fresh faces to a desirable location that will work out for everyone. my first idea is a bit of a wee hiking trip onto a remote area of lake michigan for drinking and picnicing and being around lots of trees, water and sand. lovely. this is all near my home, which is of advantage to me, but you as well if you want to crash with me. we can camp on the beach as well... i'm open to any and all ideas, but planning should start now in order to accomadate as many persons as possible. we're talking mass sinister love here, folks. i want you to come from all over. so, do it. put yr thinking caps on and fly wiff me. we could even make it canada, chicago, detroitish, minnesotta....whatever. just know i've made an offer. maybe july 4th weekend since people may have a day off of work then.... writing frightening verse.... yeah, i know, i'm still holding all of yr surverys for ransom. work is a 4-letter word.... right. so, yeah. i'm writing from work again. it's growing dismal here. anyone wanna hire me? i'm good at stuff and could clean yr house. stuff can be so hard on you. but, if you hired me to take care of yr stuff, you wouldn't have any more stuff problems! so, don't let stuff get in yr way, hire me today! they spent a few weeks on our trail.... hellos to the new folks, baker baker is nice. i really adored the kissinger post. take care. let yourself lose yourself, amy (home: dotsandloops(a)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 +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+

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Sinister: dancing in me jim jams!
by Hannah Brown 28 Jan '02

28 Jan '02

hello people, I bought "the perks of being a wallflower" yesterday and i have read too much of it already. It's pretty good but it cost me £6.99 and if i finish it on wednesday (which is very possible) then the book will seem all that more expensive, roughly £1.75 worth of reading a day. So i am going to try and read it slower so that i feel as if my money is going further. I have all of a sudden become very into reading, perhaps because i am in my final year and am making EVERY effort to avoid work. You were all very helpful so if you have any book reccomendments then email me with the name and a short description. It would be much apreciated (i think i spelt that word wrong). I also bought a polaroid camera and its novelty factor wore out very quickly. I took pictures on the bus and walking down the street but they are all a bit blurred. Next time i go to a sinister meeting i will take photos of people and charge them £2 for the pleasure. It's all a bit strange here at the moment, they are making a 13 part documentary about my college and there are lots of cameras around all the time. I was chatting with my friend and one swooped behind me. They wanted me to talk about the college but i froze up and decided against it.It's going to be even weirder when they broadcast the programme because it's like they are documenting a piece of my life. Friends can be great sometimes can't they! Yes i am stating the bleeding obvious but friends can also fuck with your mind. This weekend my flatmates have been wonderful and at times i just wanted to hug them. I was sat in my room feeling a bit blue when one of my flatmates walked in with his dodgy dog alarm that woofs, he was dancing to it like it was a rave tune and i couldn't help but laugh, he looked so silly. Then we spent the evening just talking about stuff. We played the alphabet game, drank ribena and just laughed loads. We did this until 5 in the morning and it felt great. It sounds so cheesy but i love evenings like that, you know, where you learn something about a person or hear a funny story that happened to them. One more thing (sorry). I have converted my mum into being a massive Nick Drake fan. I bought her "the introduction to nick drake" for christmas and now she is crazy about him. She tells me that "the music really gets into her soul" which i think is really sweet. there was no point to this e-mail love hannah +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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: were you born sideways? did you learn to rotate and hold your spin unafraid?
by lindsey baker 28 Jan '02

28 Jan '02

hello sinister. dimitra. lovely, lovely posts. i have just gotten around to reading some of the posts in my mailbox this morning, and for some reason i feel like the world has cracked open again and the soft middle is exposed. honesty has a way of being made of both cliched brutality and striking pain, and i feel like almost everyone is breaking ranks and speaking in plain truths rather than guarded half-whispers. everyone except me, that is. dimitra said 'things are never as scary as they seem from a distance,' and i hope this is true. and somehow i know that it is both true and false, simply because it is a statement and a belief here on the dual earth, and so must be both something good and something bad in order for people to grasp any essence of what it means. which is a fancy way, i suppose, of saying that i am worried. about what i always worry about, i guess. love. someone told me last night that i should let myself fall in love with this boy. just let it happen on its natural course, and throw my usual caution to the proverbial wind. nevermind that he is gone now, and shall remain gone for the next four weeks, after which he will return and then something will happen. the pending something is scary. and i am scared now, as i should be and would be, regardless, and, at this point in time, there is a great distance of states and time zones and education and vocabulary and understanding between us. and i have been zero distance away from his face, and i cannot decide if the beauty of it was scarier then or now. i cannot decide if when he returns will be scarier then now, when he is gone. perhaps because of my week and a half disease. a week and a half goes by, smashingly, and then he realizes something, and kisses me goodbye and rides off to the next damsal in the tower down the road. usually, she has an 'ex' before her title, and i realize i was a catalyst for love. just somebody else's love. and so i write to sinister about my woes, and someone takes pity on me and gives me a wee bit of love and support, and i pick up the pieces and glue them back together with elevated language in lengthy paragraphs that indulge me and make me remeber why i love the dictionary more than men some days. it has been one week since he and i met. i am getting scared, now, that whatever it is that scares the boys who have been here, right in front of me, will somehow reveal itself to him, and, because of the distance, become magnified and transmogrified into some thing huge and glaring. and if it isn't over by wednesday, will it be over a week and a half after he gets back? people have told me i am silly. perhaps i am. slightly mental. certainly temperamental. certainly ill. certainly taking pills. i have talked of this song before. now i am trying to decide if i am also blind, and if it is them that will drive me to it, or myself. and i am also left floundering with the idea that maybe being blind is a good thing, as long as i can crochet a long enough chain of yarn to bind my heart beack together in a little while, and still have enough rainbow colors left to make an afghan to throw over my shriveled legs as i rock the rest of my life away in my big, drafty, spinster mansion. aside from that. on the opposite side of things. i think. several things have happened to me in the last week. i have learned about discretion, and when to use it and when to throw it, too, to the proverbial wind. i have learned that some things really are more important than classes or proprieties. and both those things, as it were, mean i have learned, too, that when you stop trying to pull and sit frightened, waiting, someone will come and ask you for a light and throw everything off balance, and all the shit that follows is worth those few suspended moments when you realize everything's not lost. (that always was my favorite coldplay song. in my coldplay heyday, that is.) at least i hope that what it's all supposed to mean, what it's all supposed to teach me. i am not being honest. i am not as brave as will (and when i get to scotland, mr. salt, you had better allow me a good whole minute to hug your amazing pig-tailed self) or dimitra or david. i am, instead, selfish. and scared. and small. the distance is a good thing, people say. but these days, i am more concerned with the length of things, and finding something that will sustain indefinitely. or infinitely. the difference, at this point, is moot and most likely pretentious. xxx your lou _________________________________________________________________ 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 +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+

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Sinister: Shite poles are what the plumber holds (REPORTING BACK!)
by Kenneth P Y Chu 28 Jan '02

28 Jan '02

This morning when I got up I was quite looking forward to spending my whole working day delivering the best EVER reporting back on my weekend spent in London, but then I got to work and I saw that Dimitra has already created The Mother Of All Reportings Back. So I shall have to downsize and hence this shall be more like A Little Brother Of A Reporting Back - but oooh look with headings and all. Okay... things that happened this weekend: KARAOKE ..was fun, on Friday night at the legendary King of Corsica tavern, which served high quality Fosters (someone even got an "extra value" pint with a suspeciously looking hair floating on top that was dismissed as "an eyebrow" and drunk). Highlights of the evening included: - played darts, and almost rising to Cabbage's challenge of hitting a 132 out shot but fell short on the 2nd dart. - a BIG FAT ROCKER GUY doing a PERFECT (we're talking PERFECT) rendition of THE ACE OF SPADES by motorhead. - actually learning the lyrics to a Shaggy song, and being surprised by the lyrical genius of "Mr Boombastic" behind the mirage of Jibberish-ism. - in tribute to B&S with our own performance of "The boys are back in town" (with backing vocals and all) - drunkenly forming a bowling posse for the Sunday that was to come. I was then expertly led home to safety by the venerable Jeremy Tweedle (pronunced Twed-dle). BREAKFAST WITH BAPPS ..on Saturday morning was also drunkenly organised during the karaoke night, by asking "BEN APPS ARE YOU SURE YOU BE AWAKE AT 8AM TOMORROW FOR BREAKFAST?" and receiving an affirmative reply, therefore after seeing Mr Tweedle (pronounced Twed-dle) off to work I phoned up Apps Ben (Mr. B) a few times and to my surprise there was no replies. Forming quickly an alternative plan of action I located a McDonald's, and then re-luxuriated in a gorgeous Sausage and Egg Muffin which were the highlights of many a University day. Feeling energised after the banquet, I set out on an expedition over the district of camden, and walked from Camden Town to Chalk Farm only to take a tube back to Camden again, and then into Tottenham Court Road to locate an Internet Cafe to kill some time. AFTERNOON FOOTIE AND TEA The eminent Apps Ben (Mr B) arrived shortly after and we set out on another expedition in search of APWATV (a pub with a TV) which we found and which enabled us to watch an exciting FA-Cup tie between Manchester United and Middlesborough, I won't bore any of you with the result. Later on, we enjoyed a very nice cup of tea in a Mansion House in chalk farm. Our waitress of the day, the splendid Miss SGS (pronunced ess gee ess) felt slightly embarassed over serving the wrong type of tea, despite the fact that it was astonishingly well made - so well in fact, that, in enjoyment of the tea we have made Mr Tweedle (pronunced Twed-dle) waited for us at Chalk Farm station slightly longer than we had anticipated. We then ventured into the enchantingly named "Marathon Kebabs" for lunch, great jokes were told, food was eaten, chicken was defleshed. We then went for an enthralling pool tournament at a poncey pub nearby. LATER ON ..we met the resourceful Mr Paul Field (pronunced gin-ger-fox), the glamorous Miss Stacey Shackford (pronunced dah-ling) and last but not least the scintillating Mr Nicholas Passant (pronunced pas-sonnt?) in a establishment that served lager at the generous price of 99p a pint, with a waiter who can describe food like no other waiters can. We spent more money on a "Who wants to be a millionaire?" quiz machine than Apps Ben (Mr B) did on a one hour telephone call with the one-and-only Miss Rachel Fruitloop (pronunced Fruit-loop), whom I also had the pleasure of speaking to for the first time ever, and how charming a lady she was, too! LIVE CONCERT @ BAPPSEY TROTWOOD ..featuring no other than "Apps Ben and co." and "Breams and friends" playing live music on the now renowned 4-string guitar. Several numbers were played, unfortunately only one of the numbers turned up on my National Lottery ticket, but the disappointment of losing out of £6.4 million was quickly nullified by the angelic tones of the two singer-songwriters and a brilliant evening was had. BOWLING ..was scheduled for Sunday afternoon, but was not booked, so in the true spirit of spontaneity we were to meet at Queensway tube station at 3pm and let fate guide our adventures. On our way to Queensway we managed to kidnap a waitress and forced her to come bowling with us against her will, and of course not before demanding a full english breakfast with a cup of tea. Apps Ben (Mr B) demonstrated to me how phone sex worked, I was enlightened. Tea was once again our downfall, as we arrived fashionably late at "Queens Ice Bowl", which was our bowling venue of the day. The actual bowling soon took place after a game of DDR, a pint and a tactical game of pool. During the start of the game we had to politely ask a few mobs to leave our lane so that we could bowl, they refused at first but soon after they left when we threatened to throw bowling balls at their heads. The bowling match was sparkling, the whole arena were stunned by our miraculous bowling techniques, and many live action shots were made. I am glad to have my name cleared of the outlandish claims that I'm "good" by being not good. Apps Ben (Mr B) was stunning in his first game taking it without merely breaking a sweat. And like a true champion, the alluring Mr Mark Cassarotto (pronunced B.G.) arrived late at the scene before unleashing an immaculate 144 points to take trophy for the second game. After which, we had a wonderful guided tour on Queensway, being shown all the sights and public houses, we were almost overwhelmed by the thriving atmosphere. Then, after a brief mosh-pit session to "Smells like teen spirit" by Nirvana we made our way back to the bowling alley to reminisce the great time we had when we last set foot inside "Queens Ice Bowl", before we decided on something else that was to be done that evening. ICE SKATING ..was the answer, masterminded by Mr Tweedle (pronunced Twed-dle), some were unsure, some waivered before but at the end it would seem that everyone had a great time, some looked more graceful on ice than others. Body temperature wasn't the only thing that fell over the evening. There were several attempts of skating a pirouette on ice - none were overly convincing. And fortunately, the only apparent injuries to sinister members of night were a wet bottom, a bruised leg and a broken back, and possibly some battered ego. After breaking my back I decided to join in with Apps Ben (Mr B) and the adorable Miss Marianna Longmire (pronunced mary-ana) in studying the pulling technique of the boy in the middle of the Ice Rink who was "showing" a young girl "some moves". EUSTON STATION ..was where I boarded the train back to Milton Keynes, I took out my diary to record the aventures over the weekend, as I was writing I looked up and I saw that a man has decided to sit down on a seat opposite mine. He looked quite the learned man, since he was reading an obscure novel called "The Lord of the Rings" on the train. That did not trouble me, tho, not as much as the fact that he was holding his book with one hand and regularly repositioning his crotch with the other. I was relieved that he got off at the "Hamel Hampsted" station, I think he was, too. ...which really concluded the fun-packed weekend. And I'm now back at work with a broken back. In true copy-cat style I end my reporting back of the day with a quote.. Dimitra's mum said: "that's how life is, holidays end sometime" It's true. weekends end sometime too, the good thing is the next one is 5 days away. Wahey. Weekends and Red Bulls Ken _________________________________________________________________ Send and receive Hotmail on your mobile device: http://mobile.msn.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. 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Sinister: ooopppsssss!!!!!
by Hannah Brown 28 Jan '02

28 Jan '02

warning, terrible list abuse, promise i wont do this again. hannah is a silly sausage and sent a crush to the wrong adddress. I have gone a lovely shade of purple now, sorry, i just thought he (you) sounded sweet, oh dear, i am all embarrassed and feel very stupid. +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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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