February 2002 - Sinister

Sinister: I love my car (but I love God more.. and Jordi)
by Kenneth P Y Chu 06 Feb '02

06 Feb '02

Hi sinister, I have proved in the past couple of days that God loves me, since for the past few days I had to walk to work every day since my car was knackered and in need of repairs - and those in the UK will know that we are having a season of hurricane at the moment (yesterday afternoon there was a hailstorm was was so heavy that it formed a slurpee-like layer on the roads). Guess what.. I don't have an umbrella! So I was dreading walking to work - but miraculously, it never rained A DROP from 7:45am-8:30am and 5:00pm-6:00pm to on each of my walking days! (it rained throughout other times). God Loves Me! And I love God too. Speaking of religious matters, Did you know? Buddists all exclusively listen to Drum 'n Bass, Jazz and Easy Listening and no other forms of music, because they are too at ease with the world and thus aren't miserable enough to care for the whiny lyrics of Morrisey despite the beautiful melodic tunes that often go with them. Ask any buddists - you should see Dahli Llama, he has souped up his sandals like any boy-sandal-wearer would, with loud KENWOOD bass speakers fitted on, aluminium spikes coming out the side, etc. etc. My not very boy-racer car is ready for collection in half an hours time, in full health once again (hopefully), but last night I had a bad dream: I was driving to this place to see my girl in my car, but for some reason I forgot that I have been out drinking all day and was actually pissed, and I crashed the car that I just got fixed, and despite my crying and begging they refuted my driving licence, so I couldn't see my girl ever again. Then I woke up, and I wasn't drunk, my car is about to be fixed, and thus if I had a girl who lives within driving distance, I could drive to pick her up for a ride, and she'd love it cos my car's great and she can sing "I love my car" in it, even if she's buddist, cos it's not a miserable whiny song. God knows what I just wrote... see some of you in Brighton, hopefully! Divine Interventions and Red Bulls Ken P.S.: I love Jordi, he loves the Red Bull Dozers _________________________________________________________________ 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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Sinister: Griffin and Satan
by Peter Carter 06 Feb '02

06 Feb '02

On February the 9th, 2002 I woke up in a bit of a panic because I was supposed to be in Brighton for the Sinister meet-up that day, and I hadn't even travelled from Blackpool to Bath the day before like I was supposed to. So, I went a bit mad at my dad until he agreed to give me a lift to Bath, so I could catch the train from there. He gave me a lift to the train station after much cajoling. By the time I got there, the only train they had was one of those old steam trains that looked like a rusty version of the one in Harry Potter. I got on that and chugged off to Brighton. As it happened I got there are little bit early, and in the park where we were meeting (which looked oddly like Primrose Hill) there were only a couple of people and I only recognised one, Asm, so I sat down with them for a while, then went to check into the hotel I was staying at that night, which overlooked the park. I did all my checking in stuff and sat looking out of the window for a while watching the Sinister people talk and thinking and occasionally waving to the people outside. Then, after a while the hotel owner came in through the window. He said this was standard practice, and he was just checking that the room was in order. I apologised because I hadn't had time to unpack properly, he said that was ok, them gave me the keys and walked off. I began looking through the window again, an I started feeling sad. I waved to the people outside the window, and they laughed at me, and said I'd been waving too much, and I should stop. That made me feel even sadder. I began looking out of the window and thinking again when I noticed that three or four of the people outside were crying, I asked them why and the said that Belle and Sebastian fans were really emotional, and there didn't really need to be a reason for them to cry. I waved at them again and they laughed at me again for waving too much. After I'd put all my stuff away in the hotel room I went outside and talked to the Sinister people for a little while. I felt a little bit odd, like everyone was waiting for me to do something wrong. After a while I noticed it was 6:30 pm and I'd been in my room for hours. I asked someone if there was still time to go to the pub, and they laughed at me and said there was ages of time in a kind of 'how could you be so stupid' way. We all started to get up to go to the pub when I noticed a couple of people at the upper windows of the hotel I was staying at. One of them might have been Lucy Alder. I waved at the one who might have been Lucy Alder, and she laughed at me for waving too much. Then I noticed the other girl was wearing a Pink Panther t-shirt, and I complemented her on her taste. She laughed at me, because she said I'd already said that loads of time. And then I woke up and it was all a dream. True story. I think a psychiatrist would have a field day. I also had a dream a few days ago where someone was trying to kill me, only they sent other people after me, and I could never ever find out who it was. I just kept having to live in fear and thwart each would-be-killer individually, which I didn't actually have much problem doing. This probably also says something about my psyche too. In other matter, did you know that Sabine from 'Griffin and Sabine' by Nick Bantock is supposed to be evil? Well, there is nothing conclusive, but I saw the following on Amazon.com, and it makes interesting reading, and seems to explain a lot of the unexplained aspects of the book, even if it isn't too well written. "This is not a tale of love in any conventional sense. Rather, this is a story of a predatory, perverted love, if about love at all. Indeed, I will concede that the artwork is truly extraordinary. The suspense is palatable, and the language is poetic. But they are mere distractions--window dressing--to what is really going on. The beauty and suspense are meant to throw the reader off, to make him want to read too quickly and not carefully. The author has created something that not only works on many levels, but can also appeal to many people on different levels. A very difficult task, to say the least. But there is a genuine disrespect in the way he tricks people into believing that this is a great 'love' story. At first glance, the trilogy seems to raise more questions than it answers. However, the answers are strewn amidst the prose of the postcards and letters. Without revealing the plot, the trilogy is replete with references to Yeats' "The Second Coming," even down to the reference to the sphinx. Yeats sees the sphinx rising up to bring forth the end of the world. The indignant "desert birds" (line 17, a.k.a. humans who foresee the Second Coming) try to stop the sphinx from bringing about the end of the world, but their task is impossible. In the end, Yeats reveals no hope for the continued existence of humanity. This is relevant because the character "Victor Frolatti" in G&S is the author's personification of a desert bird. Furthermore, one of the postcards, with the very symbolic picture of a child on it, has in the fine print at the bottom that says, "and what rough beast...slouches...to be born." Straight from Yeats' "Second Coming." This postcard is addressed to a new stranger no less, and it begins exactly as did the first one she sent to Griffin: "It's good to get in touch with you at last." Sabine signs her name "Sabine M. Strohem," not "Sabine Strohem-Moss" or "Sabine Moss." Some may think, mistakenly, that since she has included the 'M' she and griffin must be married and living happily ever-after. I think not. She's added the 'M' almost as if it's a trophy. And note that the stamp is the gold fish breaking out of the glass--the picture on the first postcard presented in the first book. By the way, "The Second Coming" is not about the resurrection of a kind, benevolent Christ, it's about the resurrection of an omnipotent judge with an iron fist. It's easy to be clouded by the muse of an apparent romantic love story to even worry about the discontinuity here. In short, and at its core, "The Griffin and Sabine Trilogy" is a study in deceit and evil. Griffin receives a postcard in the mail from a stranger. The stranger knows things about him that no one else knows via 'powers' that she somehow possesses. This stranger uses her cunning to evoke feelings from Griffin that he has never felt before. Griffin eventually surrenders himself to her, and in doing so, ultimately seals his own fate. Sabine feeds her own thirst by destroying her prey from the inside out; not metaphorically, but quite literally. She is the true personification of evil. And when she has finished with Griffin, she moves on to her next victim, ready to add him to her collection of vanquished souls. This is the only logical conclusion that can be drawn after examining all the evidence. She is a predator, and those she seeks out are her prey. She uses her powers to reveal the most vulnerable aspects of her victims, and then attacks using 'love' and 'passion' as her camouflage. "The Griffin and Sabine Trilogy" is not exceptional because it's a great love story; rather, it's an extraordinary study and presentation of the complexity of human nature disguised as a great love story." Weird eh. Well, this e-mail is already way too long, so I'll just finish by saying that I think the situation with David White's mp3s is appalling, and I have e-mail BPI to that effect. I hope they withdraw their complaint. www.fastcow.co.uk www.eurosexuals.co.uk Peter Carter p.s. Can't wait to see everyone in Brighton, just don't laugh at me if I wave too much. ;) +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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: "it's not the weight of the world on your shoulders, it's just the weight of your head"
by ola szkudlapska 06 Feb '02

06 Feb '02

why did i forget about that? tut tut yet the darkness is rising now, and, oh, it just feels so good ..thank you to everyone who helped.. :) dear sinister, this e-mail will basically be an attempt of re-telling the events of my Wonderful Weekend with Magical Miss Maja and James the Star (i ALWAYS read that far! :) oooh, where to start! *deep breath* on thursday evening i got on a bus from warsaw to szklarska poreba, equipped with little luggage and a walkman plus loads of tapes. a walkman was essential, as it is quite impossible to really sleep on buses. (i did try and devise some cunning sleeping positions but no matter how i tried to curl up on the 2 seats i had for myself, after about 30 minutes my neck would hurt/my arm would hurt/someone would turn on the light. ouch) i arrived in szklarska in the morning.. the town is truly lovely, situated in the mountains, mmm... maja's house is right near a ski-slope, so when you look out of the window you see all the skiiers criss-crossing the snow, brilliant! :) oh, it was so nice to meet again.. maja's leg is ok now, but she still keeps the plaster in her room - it looks like some modern sculpture! :) we talked and listened to music and played with the cats and recalled our visit to london and watched some monty python skits (maja has LOADS on her computer! fabbb!), and wondered whether james would arrive safely.. ..james' travel was far more exciting than mine, obviously. not only was it much longer and included numerous buses, he also had his phone card eaten by a public telephone, popped in the police station in szklarska poreba, and got sent to the tourist information centre, from where a nice lady called maja and poor james could be promptly saved. phew! i'll let him fill the story with details, though, and move on.. ..in the afternoon james was subjected to a great amount of polish music.. :) then we all went for a walk which included loads of climbing up and sliding down.. the snow had partially melted and it was really slippery.. it was already dark when we were coming back, so many stars in the sky.. *gets dreamy* oh, but then came the Eventful Evening! :) maja took james+me to her favourite pub, where we all got Happily Hammered = ) we played one of Ken Chu's Alcohol Games and decided we had been sold Liquid Lead instead of beer. un-tasty. Unbelievably Un-tasty. so we ordered some posh drinks. which were BLUE and *very* tasty, for a change. yum! however, then something strange happened... ..the music changed. happy mainstream radio suddenly turned into monotonous wailing, which could well suit some Meditating Monks, but somehow didn't seem fitting for a pub. we had some theories... 'it's whale music!' 'no, it's not, we're being hypnotised! can't you hear? this music is like: "go hooome... you are druuunk.. leave this plaaace!" ' 'hmm, it reminds me of david attenborough's wildlife programmes..' ..and then it happened. (moment of suspense) james saw dolphins in his drink! :)) 'look, look, how they're dodging the ice-cubes! ooh and there's a cameraman hanging from the straw!' 'oh yeah, i can see them as well! brilliant!' we were hypnotised then, no? ;)) on our way home we tried to dance the hoky koky, but didn't really succeed (too few people, baa). we also tried to sing some belle and sebastian songs, and kept failing miserably (double baa). we decided we must have been, like, the worst sinister people ever(!) first we would discuss for ages which song to choose, and when we'd finally agree, we would sing some 2 lines and forget the lyrics. (mind you, we were perfectly synchronised when it comes to that ;) so we thought up our own song instead. i won't include the text here, as it's going to be the next 'feel-good hit of the summer' ;) the evening climaxed in "majolajam"'s conspicuous visit to #sinister (we love life, we love dolphins, etc. repeated a lot of times, hmm :) so came day two.. on day two we went to a nearby city of jelenia góra, where maja+i dragged james to see harry potter. = ) the slight problem was that the film was dubbed into polish but, well, mr dancing-hatchback wants to learn the language, y'know! ;) we wandered round the town and came back to szklarska in the evening.. ..and threw a mini-party in secret from maja's parents = ) loads of good music was played and some alcohol was drunk and we even got round to drawing(!). numerous works of art came into existence, the most splendid of which were: The Sexual Harrassment Of Jarvis Cocker (by Majetta :) and The Magnificent Deformation Of Debbie Harry (by Jamesso). i cannot really draw, so i mostly contented myself with dancing+singing (i must have been quite annoying). the evening continued with The Great Escape Into The Wardrobe (ever listened to sigur rós when hidden in a wardrobe? no? well try it! ;)) and then we all went 'Oh, Let's Go Out&Get A 2nd Bottle Of Wine!' it was about 3am methinks. ah well.. we didn't go to sleep till about 5 or so = ) lalala.. and i had to leave on sunday.. *grrs at school* gorgeous sunshine outside and i'm spending the whole day on a train.. *grrs some more* anyway, i'd best be off... /waves at the people in szklarska+hugs :) cheerio! cheery-ola (lalala :) ps. miss ulla your picture is lovely and will be framed and exposed in my room paljon kiitoksia!! :) miss silvia your tape was a fab surprise, thank you thank you loads&loads :) mr secret, you'll see bel+seb soon enough, i'm sure.. in the meantime, keep smiling! *hugs* and i'll mail you all soon.. gosh, i'm so behind with things(!) -- Określ Swoje potrzeby - my znajdziemy ofertę za Ciebie! 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Sinister: Its high tide again
by LilGrape25＠aol.com 06 Feb '02

06 Feb '02

Good Morning, First period free and I'm in the lab posting, trying to avoid the forced company of a particular twit named Reva. Oh, the joys of routine! David posted to reprimand us all on our consistant and shameful list abuse..and I couldn't tell whether or not I should hang my head in shame. He also said: "I don^Òt think I share the nostalgia for childhood that seems to be a common theme on this list. There have been ups and downs at every stage, of course, but the overall trajectory of my life is still heading upwards. Things, on the whole, get better every year. I^Òll be unstoppable at one hundred and three." My nostalgia (though some would consiter me a child, I do not!) is mostly for the opertunity to be childish, something that is discouraged past childhood, but really does not have to be and should not be. Why does a 6 year old have the priviledge of being creative and told everything that they produce is wonderful and beautiful, and not a 15 year old? or a 30 year old? or a 70 year old? Why are children encouraged to imagine, to have fantasies and dreams, while the rest of us are told that we have to be realistic? Children are treated the way all of us should be, that everything they do- accept for things that are mean to others- is worthwhile. They are praised for their basic abilities. They are encouraged to listen and observe the world around them, and are taken to all sorts of interesting places, for the reason that it is part of their world and they should experience it. When was the last time you went to a firestation or a police station or a post office or an aquar! ! ium or a museum? when was the last time you really had time to look at leaves or pumpkins or the color of everyone's clothing or number of pockets in everyone's pants. We don't stop benefiting from these experiences once we are able to handle more complicated ideas! I miss the opertunities of childhood, I miss being told that I am wonderful just the way I am, I miss being open minded enough to appreciate what everyone has to offer to the world. Last night I had my mother's terrible vegetable soup and a fig paste sandwich. It was one of the first truely painful vegetarian meals since I stopped eating meat a few weeks ago. The rest of my family were having turkey and roast beef sandwiches, and I wanted one too. I don't like cheese so there aren't many sandwich options for me any more. I started thinking of yummy sandwiches I could still eat to console myself, and here is my list. Does anyone have anything to add? peanut butter and/or jelly fig paste lettuce and/or onion and/or tomato bananna with or without chocolate sauce peanut butter and wheat germ mustard roast vegetables oh dear, out of ideas and out of time! Hope this wasn't list abuse! I love you all, Rachel Grapenut +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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'm coming back to you, whoah
by Stankin' Cooter 06 Feb '02

06 Feb '02

My pretties: LIST ABUSE Theres been a lot of this going on lately, and Im heartily sick and tired of it. Whats more, Im taking a stand against it. People writing to this list and pestering 1500+ people by banging on about some Scottish musical duo? (Or is one a dog? Which ones the dog? I can never remember.) Where will it end? Its disappointing, and I think some of you really need to take a good long look at yourselves, and pull yourselves up by your bootstraps. You know who you are. There has been some smut, admittedly, which is lovely, but very little in the way of pointless, self-indulgent waffle about ME, which I find deeply disturbing. Where the hell is list mummy when you need her? Ill try and redress the balance here, but really, I expect more from you in future. EXPLAINING SINISTER How many of you have tried? Its not bloody easy, I can tell you. At first its reading material. Information, great; the odd bit of toilet humour, even better. Then its conversation and making your own bum jokes. Then its email addresses and photographs, and letting on more about yourself than you meant to. At some point it becomes something that you dont talk about. Youre out with your mates, and you think about people youve not met. You find yourself about to quote them on something, and realise that you cant. There are packages and phone calls, and sometimes plans. Then, you find yourself sitting out the front of a restaurant by the sea with your mother, under palm trees, enjoying the breeze, a fag and a glass of wine, trying to explain something that has (in one way or another) come to influence large decisions youre now making about your life. How and when this happened, I have no idea. What the heck some of us would do without it? Also havent a clue, Im sorry. Im sure Im not the only one thats struggled with this, as I know for a fact that its impacted loads of other lives just as much as its impacted mine. There should be some sort of warning on the site. I know theres some vague talk about pulling and getting into peoples underpants and so on, but really, I think that just encourages people. Stevie Trousers had a very good idea for a film. I dont want to steal his thunder, so you should bug him to tell you about it. PEOPLE WHAT DONT LIKE THE STUFF I LIKE Cant stand em. I WANT SOMETHING Ive had a few sleepless nights lately, and last night was one of them. I found myself oddly regretting the fact that Im an atheist. It seems that I need something to believe in at the moment. Other than, you know: aliens, love and pop music. This thought sort of snuck up on me, and rather surprised me, I guess. I attempted to figure out where it came from, and, perhaps somewhat unsurprisingly, it seems to stem from purely selfish motives. I think for the first time ever, I have something that I really want to ask for. This doesnt sit too well with me. Ive never been big on thanks or blame. I dont think I share the nostalgia for childhood that seems to be a common theme on this list. There have been ups and downs at every stage, of course, but the overall trajectory of my life is still heading upwards. Things, on the whole, get better every year. Ill be unstoppable at one hundred and three. Childhood was survived, and all the stuff that surrounded me eventually passed. I came out the other side of it uncertain and sort of shapeless, and got lost for quite a while. Having decided not to bow out, but to take some enjoyment and meaning where I could find it, I did the best I could, and stumbled from one thing to another. I measured my success by how well I could choose what to remember and what to forget. But that cant last for long. Somewhere along the line I got some sort of idea about who I am, and started to become able to let other people have an idea about that as well. That helped. I think I can actually see further ahead than the next step now, though Im still taking them. So its time to leap. Wish me luck. Im overwhelmed and scared, of course, and probably a bit daft, but Im clinging to hope and a sort of bloody-minded optimism that Im due for this. Oh, and what I want most of all at the moment is a green card. So if any American listees want to marry me, please email. Im fastidiously neat, I eat like a bird, I have a great record collection, I smell nice, and Im polite and charming, though a bit scruffy. Also, Im staggeringly handsome and hung like a Cretan bull.* WORKING, LOOKING FOR DIFFERENT WORK, GETTING ROBBED, COUGHING, MAKING EXPENSIVE PHONE CALLS AND GIVING CRAP RELATIONSHIP ADVICE IN #SINISTER Is what Ive been doing since I last posted. Some sod broke into my house and stole my laptop. Which is a giant pain in my arse. Whats more, it looks like it must have happened while I was sleeping in the next room. Which is slightly terrifying. Ive lost all the thoughts Id written down over the last few months, other than those Ive shared with you lot. My memory is crap, and my backup disc was in the drive, so thats all gone. Sigh. Ive been robbed twice in the last year. And this time they didnt even go to the trouble of punching my lights out and breaking my spectacles. Standards are slipping. GODSPEED ALL THE BAKERS AT DAWN Baker, Baker asked: have you ever considered how insignificant music and art would be in your life if you'd never ever felt terribly sad once in your life? In a word, yes. I try to be a tolerant and accepting person, but really, Im little more than a snob in many respects. Im deeply suspicious of people that dont have a passion for some form of art or expression, and I dont think that I could be friends with them, if Im totally honest with myself. I dont mind what it IS specifically, but all the best people are passionate about something. Im also one of those people that, if Ive never been to your house before, will read the spines of your CDs and books while youre doing a wee. Sorry. Baker, Lindsey asked: how is it that people make it through some days? Ask me tomorrow. Oh, and chins up, Miss Lindsey. Youre one of the good ones. Both Bakers also said some other stuff that I thought was good. So hats off to them, I think. Ive written this in dribs and drabs all day, while Ive been at work. Its absolutely all over the shop, isnt it? Sorry. Thats it for me for today, other than to remind you all how gorgeous each and every one of you are, and to insist you all take nothing but the very best possible care. Stay electronically tested for durability, with a pleasing coral tint. Bulk love, -David. *(This may very well not be entirely true.) _________________________________________________________________ MSN Photos is the easiest way to share and print your photos: http://photos.msn.com/support/worldwide.aspx +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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: Pineapple - Mango Salsa Recipie. No... really.
by John T. Cat, Esq. 05 Feb '02

05 Feb '02

Get the hard mangos, not the really squishy ones. Firm to the touch. Chop. Get a fresh pineapple, and cut it up. Squeeze it to remove excess juice. Mix excess juice with vodka and ice. Yum. Drink vodka drink while completing recipie. Cut jalapenos lengthwise and remove seeds. Cut into small pieces. You may want to add other peppers for flavor and color. Also remove seeds. One white onion, add as much seems reasonable compared to the rest of the vegetables. Fresh cilantro. Salt, pepper. Maybe some crushed red pepper. The hardest part is to get the heat from the peppers to mix well with the mango and pineapple. You want to taste the heat, but not create a situation whereas you would be eating along quite swimmingly and then hit this clump of jetfuel. The easiest way to do this is to do it the night before and let it sit in the refrigerator. Or mix very well. You are trying to achieve a balance between the sweetness and the heat. Your brain doesn't come across those two tastes in the same place too often. So that surprise, along with the nuanced taste of the fresh fruit, vegetables and herbs is what makes it good. As far as chips, get the organic sesamie blues. They can be found in health food stores. They have been hard to find as of late. They are the only ones I know of that hold up when you try and scoop salsa. Serve with wine. Spend $15 on a chardonnay. Read this poem - Wine Ode By Pablo Neruda Wine the colour of day, wine the colour of night, wine with purple "legs" or topaz blood, wine, starry son of the soil, wine, smooth as a golden sword, suave as brushed velvet, wine swirling and suspended, loving, of the sea, never bounded by a glass, a song or man, choral, gregarious or intimate and shared. You may want to serve with raw (or raw-ish) tuna. Seared in a little soy sauce. +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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: BT phone home: Swede needs HELP
by Annika Lindberg 05 Feb '02

05 Feb '02

Sorry to bother you all with this, but I've got a problem I don't know how to solve. I'm kind of desperate! A year ago I bought a mobile phone during my stay in London. Now I've been back in Sweden for a while and want to unlock the phone from BT Cellnet. I thought I could transfer the £15 charge for the unlocking code to BT's bank account or something similar, but now BT tells me I must have the charge of £15 as call credit on the phone, which I don't have. Since I'm stuck in Sweden for the time being I've no chance of topping up the balance except by using a credit card via the net or telephone and I really don't wanna give away my visa number "just like that". So I wonder, does anyone know if it's possible to buy BT vouchers from England over the net and have them sent here to be paid for by cash-on-delivery or postal giro/account? I'm completely stuck with this so I'd be VERY grateful for advice/solutions! love n aliens -Annika +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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: the MP3 Piracy Issue: Why the BPI are evil and should pick on somebody their own size.
by David White 05 Feb '02

05 Feb '02

Hello there people, You may have read the post earlier from Trish Delish regarding the events surrounding www.belleandsebastian.freeserve.co.uk so here's the story from the top. As you're all probably well aware, my site has been hosting MP3s of the band for nearly 2 years now. All the tracks I had were either unreleased session tracks (the Peel tracks and the Black Sessions for example) or live tracks (Middle Distance Runner etc) so in terms of a commercial threat, they are/were virtually nil. In fact I would say that they did a hell of a lot to get the band exposure around the world where the bands CDs are not widely available. Anyway that's beside the point for now. Last Wednesday I received a rather serious looking email from Freeserve, my ISP who host the site, saying that after a complaint about the MP3s, I was in breach of my contract with them and that they were going to remove my site as of Friday afternoon. I sent them a reply pleading that I would remove the MP3s in order to save the site but to no avail and true to their word, the site disappeared. Obviously this did not please me much after spending so much time and effort on the thing and having reached a fairly respectable hit-rate of 200 per day, I didn't want to see my efforts go to waste. I sent a pleading email to Freeserve telling them that I would remove all the MP3s if they allowed me to have the site back which, I'm relieved to say they agreed to and the site returned after a weekend out, unfortunately without the MP3s though. At this point they told me who it was who had complained and kindly gave me the email address which I should correspond to the complainant with. It turns out the British Phonographic Institute (BPI) are the people who took it upon themselves to act as judge, jury and executioner with regard to my site. The BPI (www.bpi.co.uk) has a slogan "Protecting and Promoting British Music" and apparently they think it's their job to go around bullying people who have no means to defend themselves. They are apparently there to see that those who write music and sell it get the money they're due from their work. Fair enough, no harm in that and if I was selling hundreds of bootleg CDs down the local market I'd understand their desire to put me out of business. I'd also be mightily pissed off if I'd written music that people were stealing at my expense BUT let's not forget here that I wasn't actively letting people download the entire back-catalogue of Belle & Sebastian, I was letting them download a few rare and unreleased tracks. The Black Sessions: a French radio session (in other words it was broadcast to the entire French nation) which I myself received as a bootleg CD, so it's hardly a money-spinner for the band. The Peel Sessions: A British radio session which incidentally was available for download from the BBC's site after the first broadcast, (take note BPI, I expect www.bbc.co.uk to be shut down for this). Loneliness of a Middle Distance Runner: This track was broadcast live on British TV. Spot a pattern here anybody? It's not like I'd stolen the master tapes for the bands new album. The tracks had all been broadcast on mainstream media and anybody with a video recorder or cassette deck could have (shock, horror) illegally been listening to these for years if they were fortunate enough to be around to hear them. As to whether the band and record label encouraged/discouraged the presence of the MP3s on my site, I couldn't really say for sure. I've never had a complaint directed to me from either about the issue and both have had links to my site on their own sites, so I presume they are aware of it's existence. I'd be interested to hear from either party as to where they stand on this issue. By the way, it wasn't my site which the band asked for MP3s to be removed from, wasn't it somebody who had posted some duff quality MP3s of their Glasgow Uni gig which the band didn't want the world to hear because the sound was so bad. Anyway, it's antipiracy(a)bpi.co.uk for those of you who feel the need to vent your frustration. I can only hope that those of you who wanted to, managed to download all the tracks before this happened and can continue to enjoy them. In the meantime, the site is still alive and kicking (although rather quietly now!) and you can still enjoy all the usual features as they were before. If you've read this far, I appreciate it and I'm glad that the MP3s brought pleasure to those who heard them. Dave david(a)belleandsebastian.freeserve.co.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: OFFTOPIC: plea to London listees going to Tanya Donelly gig:)
by Kin Woo 05 Feb '02

05 Feb '02

hey guys am continuing to have fab time here in London (despite thwarted attempt to meet other Sinisterinies for Bill Janovitz gig-ah well mebbe next time:)) Have caught loads of great bands (Lo-fidelity Allstars-superb!, Bill Janovitz, Beta Band, Minotaur Shock and Neil Halstead), plays (Cat on Hot Tin Roof, soon Stones in his Pocket, Lady Windermere's Fan and Play What I Wrote), clubs (Trash-fab indie night and Fabric) and art exhibitions (Nan Goldin, Turner Prize, Sam Taylor Wood and soon Warhol) -phew! No wonder I can't fit in any time at the hospital (where I'm meant to be working as med student)!:)) Am absolutely crushed I miss out on seeing Spiritualized, Alfie, B&S and most of all Tanya Donelly (ie the goddess outta Belly and Throwing Muses) cos I leave for home (australia) days before the gigs. Those are bands I'd sell my grandma for to see:) So please this is a plea to any London listees lucky enough to be going to the Tanya Donelly gigs and are planning to bootleg it, please contact me cos am desperate to get a good quality bootleg so I can live vicariously thru it and revel in the beauty that is Tanya D! Please email me privately off the list at either this address (daftpunk(a)tartarus.uwa.edu.au) or kin_woo(a)hotmail.com (.) I have absolutely loads to trade with-rare, utterly desirable, unreleased live stuff by all the aforementioned bands, Black Box Recorder (another band I'm dying to see), St Et, Dot Allison, One Dove, Tindersticks, Palace/Will Oldham, Lambchop and stacks more. Ok so hope to hear from some of you soon later Kin Woo +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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: unmentionable gunk
by Mark Casarotto 05 Feb '02

05 Feb '02

Afternoon, Sinister list, The. Today I have mostly (I know, I know, it's so 1996, but it's a good phrase, humour me) been downloading stuff from the internet. Which takes an age on my modem, but that's alright, as I have an age. Ages, even. I have been mostly downloading "Bizarre Love Triangle" from Audiogalaxy. New Order must be gutted to know that out of the 4 I've got so far, theirs is the 4th best. Top of the pile comes featured-once-on-"Neighbours" popsters Frente!, whose singer has one of those gorgeously uncluttered voices. Second is Devine and Statton, who I don't know so much about, except that I heard their version about 10 years ago and have only just got around to tracking it down. 3rd are the also-Australian Even as we Speak (they are, aren't they? Insanely interesting fact - the only Sarah record I own is by EawS), who do a jangly, indie-style version which falls between stools, really. And 4th comes the 'Order. I've not been much of a fan, but I always thought Barney was a bit monotone. However, in comparison to the others, his vocal part is almost R!O!C!K! in its mannerisms. Still good, but Oh! the beauty of Frente! wins me over every time. That Stephen M Rhodes is a funny chap. Does he ever publish his creative writng? (No doubt he's been hailed as the new JD fucking Salinger and you all know and I don't) Tomas Repka out of West ham is the new Stuart Murdoch, only rock 'ard. Check him out. Further proof that I'm nothing but a big GURL - I broke my nail! Well, it's sort of split down the middle really. But it's the most exciting thing that's happened today, and no mistake guvnor. Trish mentioned the nasty antipiracy people. Assuming that the band and their label have no problem with the downloads being on the website, I suggest everyone kick their arses as discussed. But a confirmatory message from jeepster/banchory should probably come first, I think... That address again - antipiracy(a)bpi.co.uk Brighton picnic - I'll be there, so come along and throw wet sponges at me. I'll be wearing a white t-shirt specially, rowr! Household tip of the day - don't let girls use your shower, or you'll be picking skanky bits of hair and unmentionable gunk out of the plughole on a weekly basis ;-) Mark xxx __________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Everything you'll ever need on one web page from News and Sport to Email and Music Charts http://uk.my.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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