April 2002 - Sinister - missprint.org

Sinister: Come to Amsterdam St Lucy.
by paul hardman 24 Apr '02

24 Apr '02

Hello to the lot of you. First off is someone going to tell me that the pic of St Lucy on the photos page is real.......I don't think so. Surely life ain't this bad when you're that good looking? I can see I'm perhaps giving everyone the wrong impression of me, I'm not really superficial but just like most people my Achilles heel appears to be great looking flowery types and every B & S girl fan seems to fit the bill. I'm no shark either, B & S saved me from living in 1989 My Bloody Valentine, Fatima Mansions, Roses, Pixies et al were still being played far too often but now my joy is spreading. As you can tell by the desperate start yes I'm on the scrap heap I got dumped before Christmas, didn't quite mean it on my Christmas list to Santa when I wrote "All I want for Christmas is to be left alone" White bearded annual freak. Good job I'm old & wise enough to deal with it eh! Anyhoo these picnic's look like a bit of a lark what! and seeing as though I live just outside of Amsterdam, I'm sure you can guess the rest. Vondell park's a bit nice at this time of year only thing is it's going to take someone with extra-ordinary people arranging skills to pull it off because I keep drifting between minimal to none (effort required). Failing that there's always a (parenclub) ten minutes from my house, that's a swingers club to the likes of you and me. What a Belle & Sebastian party that could be. For when you really want to get to know someone. It reminds me of home though because we have a club called the Showboat back in lovely sunny Warrington, although there apparently you just get a bottle in the face....I prefer the alternative. Anyone popping over to The Dam this lovely Spring/summer can drop me a line if they wish, I just wanna have some fun while it's hot, meet some nice people and carry on caining the Thai because it makes me happy. Come on the Reds. Warlord of Atlantis. (Not Doug McClure) 'H'. _________________________________________________________________ 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: it must be the colors & the kids that keep me alive
by juju fox 24 Apr '02

24 Apr '02

yellow hair, you are a funny bear. but i have black hair now. actually, it was blue for a few days. that was fun. i bought a silky blue blouse with dreamy sleeves just to match. then i had a *real day* with an email boy named jonathan. we had a picnic on a green near the MOMA in his hometown of san francisco. i bought him a bubble blowing set for his birthday. and we brought a frisbee, but it was a better day for kites. however, we just ended up drawing self-portraits with crayons and colored pencils, and one of them was him and i with our respective cats peeking out from behind us on a plaid aeroplane in space flying toward an ikea planetoid chair complete with cupholders. we named the planetoid chair "j�j�nsk�". we double exposed izone photos and looked at neato modern art things. then we met up with some friends to see miyazaki's "spirited away" in japanese. it was sweet and too cute. i think i popped, it was so cute. after the movie and dinner, the real day came to a close with receipt of one preciously wrapped gift, which i insisted on not opening for a while, just so i could cherish the thought of getting a gift for no apparent reason, wrapped in such a way that i'd have wrapped myself to give to someone i liked. but once i got in bed at home (100 miles later), i opened it as fast as i could, and played with the toys therein until i felt sleepy. it was a good day. the only thing that could've made it better is if it didn't matter that the email boy wasn't someone else. one year has passed since *he* entered my life. the events have repeated, but the results have been painfully different. it's as if my being expected it all to happen again. but he came and went, without Thee Moment recurring. so i know... i know that it's done. and it's time to move on. so i'll have real days once in a while. but i've resigned myself to living with a certain emptiness in there. and someday i'll put oil to canvas to depict it. it'll look like one of those neato modern art things. with a big fat hole in it where some orange used to be. i shouldn't be listening to cat power. i should be sleeping. hearts, juju __________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Yahoo! Games - play chess, backgammon, pool and more http://games.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: Life's not wrong - you just don't get it free
by Dimitra Daisy 23 Apr '02

23 Apr '02

Referring to the greek pop scene, I always used the phrase if such a thing exists. It seems I was wrong, or how else can it be explained that there is at least- one boy in Manila who knows so much about it, about five times as much as I do. I was very surprised and it took me a while to get round to asking him why he likes these bands They remind me of Sarah Records, he said; they make me happy inside. I guessed there were more things he wanted to say but he couldnt do so in English. Find an example, I wanted to say, but I didnt. He did nonetheless: he showed me an article and as I started to read it I got excited and told everyone I could find around, and quoted about half of it to Rachel. The article can be found here: http://www.furia.com/twas/twas0210.html , but dont go and read it and tell me it doesnt say all the things I think it says, cause I know it. Its more that it inspired me to those thoughts than that I found those thoughts there. On Saturday I went to lunch with my best friend. It was nice though the conversation was confusing. I say one thing, then proceed to say almost the opposite, he said in the end. I looked at him: I asked Jef a question and he couldnt answer it, but he showed me and article, and the article was supposed to be about Field Mice, but it was about Sarah Records, the label they recorded for, but thats not important and it was about how their view of things changed his life, or just fitted into it, how it was his pop dream but thats not very important and he mentioned someone on that label that had committed suicide but thats not very important either Whats important is that in the end he said, music cant save you if you havent decided youll be saved. And the conversations with you would lead somewhere more, if you had decided you want to get somewhere. He replied something I forgot for a few days. Yesterday morning I woke up to find Matt had posted, so I read it, still half-asleep. And still half-asleep, I looked for that article again without really realising it, and I found myself looking at it, too sleepy to read it really. And I thought about how things wont make you believe in them they wont convince you- if youve not decided to believe in them. And I wanted to find a good way to say that. A few hours later, making tape covers, I decided I wanted to photocopy something, so I got dressed and went out to walk the 50 meters between my house and the shop, but I bumped into that friend and a friend of his halfway. I run down the street shouting hey little boy and even though they know me very well and they know I do stuff like that, and they like it, they looked surprised when they turned around their usual grumbly selves faced me, smiling and smelling of strawberry chewing gum. I wasnt ecstatically happy, but the sun was shining and the air was sweet and running down the street is fun, so I was smiling. And for the first few seconds, they stared; and I didnt remember the article, instead I remembered what my friend had said: you and your friends he means my internet friends, mostly Rachel and John- were born knowing what you want from life, while me and the people I know still feel we have to question everything. All I know is I am inclined to believe and I tend to like things. But once I had asked him what Breaking Gods Heart means and he said: Dancing naked in a red forest Falling in love so much you make him jealous Loving your favourite band more than you love him And wanting when you die to live forever in your favourite film and not go to heaven. I made him write it on the back of a photograph (which I seem to have lost). Then he fell asleep (on the floor - well not right afterwards but very soon) and I sat making a tape and thinking we're breaking his (her) heart when we're not as beautiful as we can be. When we're not even trying to be close. And also when we are beautiful and sweet and brave -I think we move him to tears then. I dont think he doesnt know; I think he just finds it hard to admit hes not like most people around him Cause then, as Ken eloquently remarked, then your friend base is confined to just the people who are tolerant enough to not just dismiss you as being strange, or that they kinda like you as a person. * He will some day though. Meanwhile, you keep the faith Dimitra xx * Ken is great, hes insightful and sweet and honest and bouncy. And he smiles a lot. You should love him for that. And naturally, show your love by sending crush votes to pykachu100(a)hotmail.com ps I would never had written this, or lived the things it talks about, if it hadn't been for Hefner, the Field Mice, Raining Pleasure and naturally Belle and Sebastian. And so I thank them for that. _________________________________________________________________ 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: ...she said, roasting a chicken
by Liz Daplyn 23 Apr '02

23 Apr '02

Evening all. Cor blimey. All I really have to say about All Tomorrows Parties apart from noting the almost universal loveliness of the people I met and talked to there (only some of whom I already knew see, Your Honour, Im getting better at this), is that whoever gave me this horrible throat infection is a cad of the first water. And that I am a bad person for lazily drinking far too much and not seeing enough of the fine bands available. But hey, I sat near Mark E. Smith in the pub for a bit (ah!). Mr Paul Field lately shirked the responsibility of losing his picnic mummy cherry, damn his eyes. Well sir, Ill see your next weekend and raise you the one after (4-5 May), which has not only a tasty adjunct in the form of the May Day bank holiday, which can be used for further sinister frolicking excercises, but also ME IN LONDON. This request is obviously made for the sole reason that I am a selfish bastard, but could whoever does take charge bear this in mind? Also that it cant be on Saturday, as Im then at the wedding that is my primary purpose for being in town then at all. Oh damn, just noticed that infernal rascal Carsmile has done some organizing for this coming weekend. Moany old git. So do we think that the previously mentioned one after would be a very good time for a secondary Brighton extravaganza? Hmmmm Ms Playforth, siren of the south coast? Anyway, apropos of nothing in particular: theres a wonderful old gal who catches the same bus as I do sometimes, and I simply cant help staring in impressed awe at the precisely complementing red tones of her natty coat and jaunty slingbacks, not to mention an immaculately coloured and somewhat bouffant coiffure that disguises the thinning of her elderly follicles nicely as it perches over camp snooker-player spectacles. Itd be nice to think that one could age as well, but to be honest, something a little messier and less brittle might be easier to maintain for a long innings. She probably wears the same flowery housecoat for days on end when shes not going out. Still gobsmacked at being called a newcomer by the Pinefox the other day, and to my very face, even. Check the archives, dude. Actually, dont, youll only find a scattering of my juvenile ramblings amongst the brilliance that drops from the keyboarding fingers of twee fuckers within our homely crabpot (as it were) the world over. Goodnight, ladies. Love, Liz :x *** Westron wind, when wilt thou blow? The small rain down can rain. Christ, if my love were in my arms, And I in my bed again! *** _________________________________________________________________ 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. 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 furious! I'm miserable!! I'm in love!!!
by Fernando Brito 23 Apr '02

23 Apr '02

I'm soooo pissed!!! How things change... from one minute to another! It's so unfair! It's like a joke! Just now, when I'm in the middle of so many troubles... look what happened to me... Less than 5 minutes after I clicked the Send button to send you my last post, and to send a "whining" mail to S. Gazzetti, this beautiful, smart, funny girl knocked on my door.... she's the girl who will replace me in my current flat. And she's so, so, sooo cute... and she likes Belle and Sebastian! She's the first "flesh and bone" person I've ever known that likes Belle and Sebastian!!! She's already moved to our flat, she couldn't wait any longer because she was living in her (AAARRRGGHHHH!!!) boyfriend's house, along with his parents! And we spent the whole Sunday afternoon and evening talking, just we two, and she's great! I think she's the coolest person I've ever met! She's a journalist! A TV reporter! Well, actually she's a Web reporter because her TV channel is only on the web, it's like a normal TV station, not like those "TV-on-demand" sites, but it's on the web. And she called me to go out with her to the coolest indie party in Sao Paulo, which I always wanted to go but never had anyone to go with, and I NEVER go out all by myself! And she knows all the indie-stars in the city, all the DJs, the columnists, all these cool people! (yes, I'm being shallow! so what?) And she wears glasses, which makes a pretty woman even more beautiful! So... I don't wanna go anymore! I don't want to leave my flat!!! But I have to, because she is sleeping in my roomie's bedroom and he is sleeping in the living room. It's very uncomfortable for both. I wish I could take her along with me to my new flat and leave my boring new flatmate with the old one! But she has a boyfriend and it was her boyfriend who told her to move to my current flat, because her boyfriend and my current flatmate are partners in a computers company, so it would be a little suspect if I asked her to move to my new place! I'm feeling awful! I don't have words in portuguese to describe how I'm feeling, what to say in english?! And it's not the first time it happens to me... about five years ago I had the same trouble... I fell in love with my best friend's girl, she was a medical doctor, and she was so smart and nice as well... but I had to forget about her, for the sake of my friendship! And I know she liked me too, because when they broke up (I think in part because of me!) she came running to see me, but then I just didn't feel anything anymore, and I suspected she was trying to use me, you know? So in the end nothing happened! And now it's quite the same, a little better because I don't have to worry about friendship, and in fact I already hate her boyfriend! But anyway I don't want another Jonathan David episode in my life!! I'm writing this at work and I'm holding my mouth shut because now all I want to do is shout! Scream out loud. I'm in a bestial rage, I don't know if I've ever felt this way before! I think if I saw her boyfriend now I would punch him with all my force, though I know I wouldn't hurt him, he's two times larger than I.... But she's so small... They have nothing in common, she likes B&S, he likes Sepultura... she likes to read books, he likes to play video games... she has short hair, he looks like a guy from Iron Maiden... I'm so confused and distracted... I didn't work at all today! It's 17:00 and I haven't written one line of code yet! All I want is to go home and see her... ...and find a way to solve this bloody situation. Fernando Brito +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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: bouncy castles
by scooby * 23 Apr '02

23 Apr '02

hey dean , i think maybe the 'air' quote means that u dont really notice them... it just shows what ppl dont know scooby x _________________________________________________________________ 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: Hilary walked to her death because she couldn't think of anything to s
by Sunny set 23 Apr '02

23 Apr '02

I was walking along the corridor that runs between the offices and labs. To get to the toilet from my lab you either have to walk along a corridor and then down the stairs or down the stairs and along a corridor. I usually do the former. I happen to think it might be a bit quicker. That day I had decided to do the latter and was feeling slightly out of place walking along unfamiliar territory. About two thirds away along both corridors, or one third depending on you view of life, there is an emergency shower. Each time I pass it I get an urge to pull the chain which will empty the entire contents of the tank of water. The splash would be terrific. The drain is so small and badly placed I'm sure it wouldn't cope with such a downpour. I imagine the water flooding into the offices surrounding the shower and people standing on chairs cartoon style. Each time I think this thought I worry. Perhaps one day, whilst daydreaming, I really will pull the chain. I'm sure then the idea wouldn't seem such a good one. It was at roughly this point caught mid daydream that a girl stopped me said: "I'm to ask you about your dog sometime. I'm too busy now but later ok?" The girl was gone before I could even nod or even splutter. I was intrigued. I wondered what she wanted to ask. Was she angry that my dog, now spends most of her days alone? I feel particularly guilty about that and I hoped if that was the case she would offer some sort of solution to my problem. How did she know I even had a dog? Had she seen me and my dog out? Did she think my dog was cute and slightly quirky or just a bit un-obedient? Maybe she wanted to buy my dog? My mind spun with the possibilities. Later that afternoon she reappeared. "I was talking to your supervisor and mentioned how quiet you are." I blushed. I'm good at blushing it is one of my strong points. "He told me to ask you about your dog" I smiled. She smiled back then left before I had time to respond. She left me wondering why I blush when people tell me I'm quiet. And why she cared enough to ask my supervisor what she should talk about with me. And what I should have done so that she wouldn't leave straight away? Take Care, Rachel _________________________________________________________________ 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. 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 headlights are beacons on the highway
by lindsey baker 23 Apr '02

23 Apr '02

hello sinister. note to list: this will be one of those annyoing 'gig' posts. i am happy to say this is my first one ever concerning an actual belle and sebastian event. getting to said event may prove to be tricky, but so it is and so it goes. i have no tickets. after finally solidifying a method of transportation to chicago the heralded weekend of may 11, i realized the show was sold out. so. because i qualify, technically, i applied for handicapped tickets. apparently those are also all gone gone gone at this point. so. i am waiting on ebay for something to come through. the good news is, for all of you who are just biting at the proverbial bit to lay eyes on my luscious person, i will be in chicago that weekend regardless of my assured or denied show attendance. so. i think that's a happy thing, don't you? where is everyone staying? like a good sinister girl, i checked the archives to see if any of my questions had already been answered somewhere in the mountain of posts, but i think it's still legit to ask. tell me, please. off list, of course. and if you feel like writing to me just to write, well, that's ok, too. i can just stand outside the venue and listen for a bit before sleeping in the car, right? right. love, lou _________________________________________________________________ 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. 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: ATP:Adenosine triphosphate
by Stefano S. 23 Apr '02

23 Apr '02

Hello Sinisters Apparently no-one has yet posted about recent meeting at 'all tomorrows party' in camber sand. I have to admit I'm a bit late with the reading all the recent messages therefore if there is going to be some carbon copy in the following please have mercy of me. First of all, I'm glad to report that sinister team has once again dominated the football tournament. Unfortunately (for me) I have neither being in the team nor attended at the final match... well I guess if was 'fortunately' for the team... :) ... ehm.. Can I consider this as my tiny contribution to the F.C.*sinister* to get it right and remain the champions? :) About the festival: I’ve been terribly serious and I guess have attended to something like 20 shows... hence I fear it is going to be terribly boring to report in case I report about them all... just a note about the one I liked more. Shellac, the organizers were amazing and they are apparently quite nice guys compared to what they were pictured [even if the clash with Steve Albini at the pub hasn’t been really friendly], Oxes, They are totally nuts, but the black lattex? leather? dress of one of the guitarist, Nat, has been one of the clues of the festival... to stay to weird dressing, I would mention Jeff Muller, floppy yellowish hat, horrible indeed despite ‘the shipping news’ has been one the best, and personally the best act I’ve attended during the week end. I head Ken Chu as been amazing (seriously) but I’ve missed that... shame!.... Shannon Wright, has been the greatest surprise, I thik it is the next record I’m going to pay, once I will recovery to the mortgage I had to open to afford to the ATP ticket sales... nina nastasia, was quite good as well, thought a little boring year in year out, especially when getting to ‘country-styled ‘. Hip Hip Hurra, for ‘three second kiss’ the only one Italian band set to play while shellac where on stage... so for a very little minority. They was more than fine, those who have liked shellac would appreciate them as well, I guess, check ‘em out. Last couple of notes. The first is for ‘Godspeed You Black Emperor! I missed them a couple of weeks ago in London because the tickets went sold out, which is rather impressive as I’ve attended to the concert of the band who played immediately before them, ‘Do Mak Say Think’ a couple of years ago in Italy and there were something like only 20 people other than me. [by the way they are playing tonight at 93 feet east in brick lane... is anyone in the mood to go???? Mail me then!!] Anyway I think they deserve the sell-out! And the last is for ‘The Fall’...they bring me back to high-school, which is a good feeling for a while at least and especially performed afterwards in the pub... more detailed about that from other sinister attending at the scene, and tremendously waiting for ‘Papa M’ snapshot... stay tuned on the next sinister report about that, I bet them would be a good fun! A note of delusion for ‘Smog’ it was really ‘too much’ even for a huge fan as I am.. I think it is a pity he played without the band, cause I was lucky enough to see him just before moving to London in Milan, and it has been one of the best gig I’ve ever been and I was therefore I’ve been kind of double disappointed.... mmhmh Well I think this is really all about the festival.... for the music point of view. Meeting again and meeting new sinister has been really brilliant, and I’m SORRY for disappearing without say ‘hello’ in the search for lost chalet-mate.... I think I’ve written too much already, hence I‘ll shut up. Take care, your very sinister, stefano +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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: Put on your hi heel sneakers
by figure2＠fsmail.net 23 Apr '02

23 Apr '02

Vilkas talks passionately about 'sneakers'. I'm from the UK and call them trainers. But thanks for that, Viklas, because I'm currently wearing some polisheable all-black leather 'sneakers' from Jones the bootmakers (their description, not mine). They're functional and go with your average smart-casual boring bloke look, but I am reminded of some 'sneakers' I have that just might still be in the wardrobe. Brb... YES!! I bought these in London a few years ago and happily smiled as the other pedestrians in Oxford Street stopped to stare at my shocking shods [? could that be a valid noun (in plural form)?]. At the junction of Little Portland Street and Great Titchfield Street none other than the most famous living British architect put the brakes on his Porsche Boxster to take a glance. Maybe it was for the benefit of his young son who was in the passenger seat at the time, since Lord_ was still in his 'grey' period back then (although back in the 70's primaries yellow, green and blue were to be found adorning the metal tubes of his hi-tech envelopes: perhaps it was a moment of nostalgia). I shall put them on. Ah... comfy. I'm going for a short walk to enjoy the springyness again, for which I need a hard surface. Paving slabs in the garden will have to suffice because, although the scenery up here is lovely, this is very much 'the sticks' and there are construction workers lurking around out on the street, ostensibly repairing its surface but generally eating sandwiches and communicating with geo-stationary spacecraft via a complex and shifting semaphore of traffic cones in formations which seem to present no more obvious purpose... but I digress. Back in five minutes. I'm panting now. I jogged across as many paving slabs as I could find, then over the little circular ones set in a wavy line across a lawn which forces you into a kind of crazy hop-scotch then up past four stunted apple trees (their height diminishes as the topsoil gets thinner) then a circuit of a small patch of birchwood at the top, setting off some wind-chimes as I thunder 'round somewhat inelegantly. It's not a big garden by any means, but there are several of 'bits' to it. Back down, a few more jumps (boy these things are bouncy!) and in the door again. They're called 'Falcon' by Adidas, and I think they're aimed at the children's market. I was 27 when I bought them and I'm 31 now. They're in fluorescent orange, with wee bits of blue and yellow. The soles are bright orange and yellow. They remain so after some four years as, for obvious reasons, I've hardly worn them. If I were a sporting man they'd probably be knackered by now, of course. I think I'll skip the porn bit, except to say that 'porno-chic' isn't really porn. I'll try to avoid sounding like I have the first clue about 'cultural studies' (because I don't: I haven't even read Baudrillard), but fashion appropriates the fringes (bdum! eek) of culture all the time, be it art or porn or political radicalism to give it a cutting edge (bdum! bdum! shoot me): to make fashion *interesting* because the mainstream gets *boring*. Rarely do fashionable trends have any more than a tangential reference to the content of the subjects they pertain to align themselves with. For example, in *real* porn, people *actually get turned on by it*. In it's more bizzare forms, the rest of us can just enjoy a good giggle, or a feeling of lofty bohemian tolerance. Talking of which, I'm going to remove these trainers now, because I'm going to kiss them. I may be some time... ;-) Gordon +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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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