April 2002 - Sinister - missprint.org

Sinister: soccer in NYC?
by Aruni J 06 Apr '02

06 Apr '02

Sorry, I still associate "football" with tailgates, beer, and oh yeah, the Super Bowl. Anyhoo, this was off the B&S news page, if you hadn't seen...(http://www.banchory.net/belleandsebastian/news.html) > A Word From Beans I'll be djing in New York after the show on 5th May (details soon). Since I'll have my records with me (funk & soul, party hip hop, disco breaks) I'd be up for doing some more djing so if anyone coming to any of the shows is planning or knows any good parties or clubs please get in touch and we'll sort something out. Email beansgeddes(a)hotmail.com. Also anyone in europe or the states who can organize a game of football (soccer, Americans!) while we're there feel free to contact me the same way. See you soon folks. > For people who don't want to play football, they play a lot of football, it seems. Actually, I'd be really amused to see B&S in a game of American football. Think anyone would be up for that? ~aruni _________________________________________________________________ Chat with friends online, try MSN Messenger: http://messenger.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: Parked in Gardens
by figure2＠fsmail.net 06 Apr '02

06 Apr '02

Oh oh. That fear that accompanies an indulgence. I just walked into the most expensive jewelers in Edinburgh town and bought a brooch for my mum's birthday. A special birthday. It's antique: gold swallows inlaid with some stones that glister. I saw lots of lovely things that I dismissed with 'well, I'd by that for my girlfriend': fabulous chain-laces in silver-link like scarves of the decadent. Oh my tormentor and luxury VISA: viz: everything. Clearly I can't afford it. So what. I'll collect Tuesday. Back to the notebook, it now being 16:38 in EasyEverything. Stelios, you got a point there. Thing is, one has one's own soul to reckon with at the end of the day. Princes' Street Gardens. 12:14pm on a Saturday. Saturday 6th April 2002. The sun is directly ahead, at about 30degrees to the horizontal. To my left, the Scott Monument (scene of recent sinister meet-ups and a great, spiky soot-covered edifice to boot). Beyond it, a bag-piper plays for visitors to the city. I'm rather enjoying it too, being a fan of solo performances. Oh those lonely hillsides: those reckoning with their lonely selves in battle, between memory and the infinite via blood, guts, mess and tears. And virtuosity: martial arts; aerobics; ballet and fencing. A guy wanders over as I sit on a bench dedicated with a wee plaque to someone as I eat from a clear plastic bowl of strawberry slices, chunks of various melons, mangoes, pineapple and some other soft and sweet fleshy fruit to chomp in the sunshine. >From Hamburg. Homeless, he says in English. No wonder, I think: you're quite far away from it. Then I imagine George Orwell down and out in New York as I give him a quid, which is a desultory sum but sometime, somewhere, someone is going to realise I'm damned destitute myself. I wonder about him, but I didn't and now he's somewhere else. A pigeon catches my eye and wanders tentatively over the red-chip speckled tarmac, to be interrupted by a mother with her adult daughter. The mother sits down on the far end of this bench whilst the progeny fetches coffee from an octagonal timber pavillion some 50m to the right. Later in the afternoon, at the western end of the gardens, as the sun reaches over to touch De Quincey's grave in St.Cuthbert's, I witness a sight familiar to me there which is 'crazy whirlygig formation flutter'. Allow me to explain. They swoop around in a circle whose plane is at an angle to the planet like the sun's. As they wheel up towards an as yet leafless tree some of them break off for a pit-stop: fat, blobby happy silhouettes on boughs against evening light. The others rise in an arc to pass across guano-streaked black precipices falling from the castle's flanks and over the daft gilded cherubs of a nineteenth century fountain before swinging in a sharp downwards curve towards the centre of their diameter then out again and along and in yer face with flapper and vortex and flapping and, basically, and air-full of fast-passing pigeons. The flags hoisted on rooftops across the old Nor' Loch fly at half-mast because an 'important' granny died. I'm sure it's as sad for her offspring as the deaths of my grannies were to me. However, I got by without special CD and colour supplement merchandise because I knew them and loved them as real people. If one is after metaphor or symbolism there are more potent examples than someone else's granny. Drums sound. A lovely, hypnotic sound. The bagpiper holds a high note: he twiddles down and around a bit before resuming it; wind leaking from an inflated tartan bag as he searches for the next tune. The daughter returns with beakers of coffee. A small, red, cheap second-hand coupe screaches to a halt behind a bus stopped at some temporary traffic lights as policemen and women ride horse-back in the contra-flow. Behind are flags and banners raised high: the Saltire of St.Andrew (a Greek, so I believe) and canvas of black/white/green horizontal stripes intercepted to the pole-end by a red triangle: the flags of Scotland and Palestine. The drums roll on in the echoing valley. Some of them sit down outside Marks & Spencer for some reason. Rest? Sandwiches? Some political intrigue I'm unaware of? Well, I'm not going to be anti-Israel just because I'm pro-Palestine. The angry and de-humanised; the scared and grieving are on both sides and if in searching for emotional parity you find this distasteful it's the only one I have to hand: stopping these folks from feeling war-like is like forcing an alcoholic not to drink. So I have no moral authoruty, but I do sigh. At the far side of the path in front of me is a steep incline ending in a lower terrace of benches. From here, you can see the upper eighth at best of the people standing down there. Someone puts on a jacket, by raising their arms into its sleeves, but all I can see is this disembodied item of animated tailoring with flapping cuffs gradually sinking out of view. The bag-piper starts up again, over now distant drums. He plays "A Scottish Soldier". I think "A Dead Family" (one of them survives and is wandering, dazed, amongst the rubble, wondering if they should extract the other bodies, scream or shoot themselves. Or dedicate themselves to vengeance at all costs. Not exactly a military operation.) An Earthly routine of Apocalypses: One cannot believe that they resolve, Except the feel and all-encompassing rush of happiness, Like spring shoots: Into flowers again and again; ... by the orbiting moon, ... through damp or frosty dirt: What decomposes, Makes music again. I have a letter from my psychiatrist in my ruck-sack. 'I'm sorry we seem to have lost contact' he says. Yeah, I'm real hacked. When I'm up and high I'm enjoying it and when I'm down I'm nowhere but my room and 'discussing it'? Yeah, right. Talk about it my ass. So when I see him I'm perfectly normal so no wonder he thinks I'm normal. I talk about drink so no wonder he thinks I'm an alcoholic. There's more to it than that and if he'd ply me with wine spritzers, paint and a violin then, and only then, would he be in a position to judge whether or not I was crazy, clever, brilliant or deluded. But I wish he wouldn't sit there and try to work me out against a graph when I'm talking through an inherited guise of polite rectitude. Peace is not the answer. War is not the answer. Curious Engagement is the Answer... or, more simply, I don't know. I wish I did. Gordon x +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister(a)missprint.org. 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Sinister: And there were gigs, balls and pubs.
by Jordi Trenzano 06 Apr '02

06 Apr '02

Helloooo everyone: I got home 24 hours ago after spending (for 1st time in me) some days in London, that city that I found quite big, actually. Wednesday, the picnic with Dmitra, Rachel, Archel, Hannah, Ben Apps, Greg-The Boy G (who is a Morrissey look-alike INDEED), Jeremy Breams, Lindsey....then, the Brixton pub, with Mr.Carsmile Steve, Ken Chu the sticker man, Sally Moore, Vel, Ruvi and Paul, Priscilla, Marianna... My regards to all of them, specially the people at the Brixton Pub, who I just met briefly. The notorious and easy to understand impatience of miss Sunny Belle made many of us go to the Academy quite soon. Life Without Buildings were quite good, specially that lovely singer that I guess she ended quite tired, because I haven't seen any pop singer jumping so much in the stage since the Baxendale gymnastic sessions that are their gigs. The gig was specially brilliant.All the songs I wanted to hear, "The state I am in" specially, the steel band (is it the right word ?), and many others. Met there our very own David Moore, at least ! oh, and mr. Sam Walton as well. The footie match was specially brilliant, 2 teams with 15 people each with Stuart showing that he can have a really loud voice when he's playing footie. For those who were there, I was the goalkeeper with blue shirt and white gloves, and some black shorts kindly lent by mr.Ben Apps. ¿ Anyone took pics ? I took some after the match, mr.Troussé took one of me, and I took a particular nice pic of miss Dmitra next to Stuart. The rest of my time was dedicated to tourism and seeing "24 hour party people", on a friday morning at Shaftesbury with only 2 people with me seeing the film. And it even made me want to dance inside the theatre. Anyone knows the website of the film ? hope it's distributed in Europe soon..... Cheers ! Jordi. Jordi +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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: (London) Evening Standard: 27.03.02. interview with Ian Watson
by David Moore 06 Apr '02

06 Apr '02

Hi All, There's been an abnormal amount of press about the band recently, but so far I've not been able to find this interview on line, & its the one I find the most interesting (confirmation that IWUTU is about Struan & Isobel, wanting to play Glastonbury, "heads in the clouds", etc.) . So here it is: "Considering that Stuart Murdoch has refused to speak to the British press for the past four years, he has chosen bizarre circumstances for his first one-on-one interview of the 21st century Fifteen hours before our meeting in an Albanian bar in the centre of London, he had boarded a plane at Tokyos Narita airport. He hates flying and never manages to sleep, so he took along a bottle of whisky to keep him company. I must admit Ive been drinking solidly, he says, ordering a Martini Rosso. He looks glassy-eyed with jet lag. Belle and Sebastian have a reputation for treading their own idiosyncratic path, of course. Easily the biggest cult band in Britain, the eight-piece from Glasgow have actively broken every music-business rule. They decline to pose for standard band photos. Murdoch the bands 33-year-old singer and guitarist stopped giving interviews as soon as people started calling his group the new Smiths. And they hardly ever play live. Indeed, when Belle and Sebastian won a Brit award for Best Newcomer in 1999 (beating the hotly tipped Steps), they sent their drummer and trumpet player to make the acceptance speech. The past 12 months, though, have seen a subtle shift in B and Ss attitude. Previously contrary through inexperience, as much as sticking to points of principle, they now have the confidence to enjoy themselves. We got together to specifically record one record (their critically lauded debut album, Tigermilk] and then spent years learning how to play together, and making all sorts of mistakes and burning out. How did they burn out? When youre passionate to the extreme and things go wrong and you dont know why, and you see them through to the death, then your health can suffer. I got into that situation a couple of years ago. We finished our last record and I couldnt take it any more. I said Im going to leave it and go at my own pace. Murdochs main problem was his relationship with the bands cellist, Isobel Campbell (always assumed to be the Belle to his Sebastian, although the singer has previously denied this). The couple were falling apart and the band couldnt help but be affected. Now, though, Murdoch has channelled his feelings into the music: the bands most recent single, Im Waking Up To Us (on the Jeepster label), was generally regarded to be a return to form. Theres something of that in there, nods Murdoch. It certainly took us a long time to realise that the group wasnt happening while we were arguing What does Campbell think of the song? Shes never made any reference to it. I dont know. I think she managed to get over things a lot faster than I did. But its not a vindictive song. Even with lyrics such as: You need a man whos either rich or losing a screw? I think at the end the caring things outweigh the niggling things. Another turning point came with a comment from the bands manager, a friend called Neil Robertson although Murdoch is essentially B and Ss mentor. During the difficult years, Murdoch admits he put more effort into keeping the group together than I did writing, singing, playing. B and S had turned down countless magazine covers and television appearances and Robertson had had enough. He said: If you have complete disdain for the media, how can you expect them to have anything but disdain for you? It is a point. Most cheering for the fans, B and S have also been signing up for concerts (including the Brixton Academy next Wednesday). Last summers tour of Britain in July culminated at the sold-out Albert Hall. The band also toured America (where they enjoy a critical reverence on a par with Radiohead), played two dates in Brazil and five shows in Japan. I like to communicate with people, Murdoch says now I love getting up in front of folk. This doesnt mean that Belle and Sebastian have lost any of their original charm or eccentricity. Far from it. I really felt like playing golf in Japan. So we rolled out a bit of turf halfway through the gig and knocked some balls into the audience. They were going Hit me! Someone had a big Bing Crosby cap at the front, so I borrowed that. In the meantime, my guitar started to feedback and this reminded Stevie [Jackson, guitarist] of I Feel Fine by The Beatles, so he sang that while we played golf A new album Storytelling, will be released on Jeepster in June and Murdoch has an ambition for this year that will surprise many long term fans: Id like to play Glastonbury. We had a brilliant time at Benicassim [festival in Spain], so I think the groups ready. Ive never been to Glastonbury. Ive been to T In The Park, which is terrible. Any years Glastonbury line-up is a compendium of the contemporary British music scene of the moment: how exactly will Belle and Sebastian fit into that? I dont think we fit in at all, smiles Murdoch. Weve got our heads in the clouds. Me and Stevie are living ha1fway between the Sixties and the Seventies. And I dont really care. Amen to that." Sorry its a bit old now, I had to teach myself how to do OCR. (It was an old dog, new tricks kind of thing) Nearly everything has been said about the UK bit of the tour now. I'd just like to enter a plea for the band to PLAY LOUDER! (And I'm not a Linkin Park fan. Oh yeah - who ARE Linkin Park?) On reflection, the reason I didn't enjoy the 2 gigs I was lucky enough to attend as much as I should have done is that often the sound of people chattering even several yards away was loud enough to drown out the sound of the band playing & singing, & not just during the quieter passages. So please, turn it up a bit. And play Highway To Hell :) A couple of things about the Brixton gig: they sounded very much like they were going to move into Sympathy for The Devil from the percussion bit of Legal Man, but didn't :( - teasers! ....... No one mentioned Stuart/Stevie's AC/DC type opposing runs across the front of the stage during one number & Stuart's chucking the mic into the crowd ...... Struan looked like he was contemplating climbing up the PA to jump off at one point (frustrated rocker!) ...... Katrina was looking even more gorgeous than usual. Hope everyone enjoys the mainland Europe shows. Love, David Moore Chelmsford, UK +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister(a)missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo(a)missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+

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Sinister: A grip, and how to get it
by Mark Casarotto 06 Apr '02

06 Apr '02

Oh for fuck's sake! Don't you chaps ever have your own nicknames for things and people you feel affection for? You're called mmm skyscraper, mate, you're hardly one to talk. Once upon a time, god knows when or why, someone referred to Stuart Murdoch as Struan (I blame that Genevieve, she was always banging (on about) him. It was kinda useful, as there were (gasp) TWO Stuarts in the band! Anyway, it stuck, just like Fishyclap and Twattybus stuck, just like the baseless and incomprehensible worship of Ken Chu stuck. Is that okay? Christ, even you know who we mean, so why the problem? Of course, Struan might not like being called Struan, but then he's big enough to fight his own battles. Perspective = a good thing. I might post again shortly without being so arsey. Take care all. 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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Sinister: i just wanna say
by scooby6＠uboot.com 06 Apr '02

06 Apr '02

i was stood behind the sound engineer at the brixton gig and the sound was low until just over half way through... some ppl at the back were just chatting between themselves and that is why it was hard to hear . it was a fab gig(my first b&s) but next time i will choose more carefully who i stand next to coz i got mr opinionated +friends and gfs doing their " know it all, seen it all,music experts thing" if i was not a pacifist i would have poured his drink over his head .... well i suppose u can choose ur friends but not ur fanbase . and another thing... am i the only working class fan they have, i did feel outnumbered... scooby xx _____________________________________________________________ new: now with cheeez! the foto community of uboot.com http://www.uboot.com - who r U? +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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 already apologizing for this obnoxious post
by Bron 06 Apr '02

06 Apr '02

dear sinister april has been carrying me off into the wilderness again, off into unimagined places of states of blank surrender and of heart-racing bliss all the same. last night i decided to have a beer with my mexican pizza. i was right, it was just the beverage for such a meal. my friends were over for dinner, they didn't want any beer. so i didn't share. then they left. so i decided another beer would not hurt. that led me breakin into the wine. oh darlin, then there was this sudden urge to paint! the notion consumed me so that i had to be as artistic as possible, as unrestricted as possible in my empty apartment, and so i stripped down to me bare birthday suit (i suppose it's cheating since my birthday was a month ago, but at any cost...) and i dribbled my fingers up and down over the paper with colors beautiful colors! colors of all shades and frustrations and obscenities and spectabularistic joys! after all that nonsense i decided it was time for bed...i had been drankin since 5 and it was 9...yeah it was time for bed. i fell into a deep sleep. the phone rang, it was the faceless hiker boy i've been speaking to for months now. two and half hours later, we reluctantly hung up the phone and i laid there. sleepless till the sun came up, and when it arose, i was out like the fading stars.. and then it happened. i dreamt about belle and sebastian!! (you knew it was time for content didnt you?) yes it is true, i dreamt they were really mice! and they belonged to my parents! what the......? yeah that's what i thought too. okay that's all. ---your mountain mama sweetheart X ***Sometimes you get shown the light in the strangest of places if you look at it right*** ---Jerry. http://www.care2.com - Get your Free e-mail account that helps save Wildlife! +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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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RE: Sinister: two things
by Sillylorna＠aol.com 05 Apr '02

05 Apr '02

Mark wrote this: 1. Life Without Buildings are a great band. 2. It's Stuart. I say this: Yay!!! To the Stuart thing. And Life Without Buildings are very energetic! Lorna +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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: Brixton's where B&S were at (reporting back)
by Kenneth P Y Chu 05 Apr '02

05 Apr '02

An account of the Brixton gig, "au contraire" to the rest of the reportings back, I am going to target on what I liked about the gig rather than the bits I hated, an Anti-Christ of Mister Carter, if you may. On the outside, the Brixton academy looks like it belongs to the 80s, "BRIXTON ACADEMY" written with huge neon lights, or maybe it was just very bright lights, and faded red plastic letters making up the name of the act BELLE AND SEBASTIAN, possibly the same plastic Bs, Ns and As that once informed people of a BANANARAMA act. Once inside, you realised why it was called Brixton academy because it was decorated like an academy of the ancient Greek, and once properly inside, you realised that you were actually outside because it was an open-top venue, then looking up and you realised that you were actually really inside, afterall, as it was only made to look like open-top and there was a ceiling, afterall. I only caught the end of Life without Buildings, but I assumed that they were rubbish because Life without Buildings would be rubbish, and there was this woman screaming things.. Belle and Sebastian came on without much of a long pause (we only had to wait for the Strange Fruit crew backstage to hurry up and drink up their pints) The band exploded with Sleep The Clock Around, everytime I hear that song I can't help but make Clanger noises, but I refrained, while the band chorused, Sturan (his name is STURAN!) was so touched by the excited crowd he was lost for words, but then found it again. I enjoyed the crowd's many, and varying, interpretation of a latino beat, to the untrained ear it sounded like clapping at random semiquaverwhatsits of choice. The guy next to us who came up with the most intelligent hackles, and the couple in front of me who liked kissing very much, either that or they liked obscuring my view a lot. All in all a game crowd. Belfast Bob's final finale endgame finishing guitar solo on their encore cover of "Another girl, another planet" had my head twitching in glee like I have never done since way back in my rock city going days, and made my day, that man can wank a guitar well. My hero of the night, as usual however was Mick Cooke - everytime Sturan forgot a line, that Isobel ran out of breath, that Stevie wasn't near enough the microphone to sing into it because he ran off somewhere, I would always be safe in the knowledge that Mick was putting on a flawless performance. The trumpet sounds, liquid silver, never over-eager to steal the limelight but always capturing my heart and soul. Also the way that Mick awkwardly stood holding his instrument whenever he wasn't playing makes me giggle, if I were a girl I'd marry the guy, mmm a man who has full control of his respiratory organs. But I'm not a girl and so I'd marry Isobel instead, she was looking a lot happier than she had been in her previous gigs, yet still always full of professionalism, you can tell from her look of full concentration, even on instruments such as the Kewsii (kinder egg with sand in it) you can see her giving her all. She gets lonely when she isn't playing, and sometimes she'd sit on her own on the steps, and I just couldn't help but wish that I were there to sit with her, to talk to her, and tell her that she was the special little princess that she is, maybe she would raise a smile then. During the main part of the gig (about 8 songs), whenever a song from an album was coming on, the colour of the background light reflected the colour of the album cover (Tigermilk-blue IYFS-red etc.), which I found very lovely but I am not sure if it was deliberate as later on this pattern ended. I almost had an epileptic fit during Legal Man from the strobe lighting, but then I realised that it was just my dancing. I could go on, but I'll stop the gig venue pun this time was: "LA to New York, San Francisco back to Brixton"... just brilliant. Hugs and Red Bulls Ken P.S.: re: background light colours, I see that Zoe also spotted this pattern.. maybe it *was* deliberate afterall! It was a very nice touch. P.S.2: Now that all of the B&S Treasure Hunt trophies have been found, I wonder if the answers to the treasure hunt clues will be revealed any time soon. _________________________________________________________________ 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: dream a dream
by Zoe Charaktinou 05 Apr '02

05 Apr '02

went to the Manchester gig.it was a dream. wanted to hear LLPJ and Dog on Wheels badly. esp LLPJ.why Edinburgh and London and not Manchester?*sniffles* didn't meet anyone but i'm sure we brushed off each other in the Apollo. I like Apollo.saw PJ Harvey there and she was fab.was the opening act life without buildings?they were crap anyway.v.bad sound. the B&S gig was my first and I LOVED IT! it would have been even better if i wasn't in the middle of a silent argument with the boyfriend.that pissed me off but i still danced my socks off.i think i was the only one.that was scary.i was standing to the left looking at the stage holding on the railing.that was a strategic position.unfortunately it was not too close to the front but when you are 5'3" you need to be able to stand on the toes and i had to hold myself.don't laugh!i have been to MANY gigs nad being short is a curse.the worst part is Britain because averybody is so much taller.at least in Greece i am average.why people were not dancing i don't know.the worst thing was that suddenly a group of four tall people came and stood right in frond of me.tall people should be banned from going at the front in gigs.and i am always shy to ask them to move a bit. so yes.oh, i noticed this sad old me:the lights during the gig changed in every song.so when a song was from IYFS the background was red, when a song was from TBWTAS the background was green , when from TIGERMILK the background was bluey and when from FYHCYWLAP the background yellowy..there were other colours too for the eps.NO FUSCHIA FOR LLPJ 'COS THEY DIDN'T PLAY IT!and no encore for us in Manchester... jonny said: "i swear that struan played a bar or two of the bassline to *transmission* by joy division as it changed back, but that might just be me hearing things." YES,jonny,it was transmission.i had an expert with me... boys and girls and others, i loved my firts ever B&S gig, tho i got depressed again...they are bad for the health... oh, and as far as it goes for dancing, i have been in a few gigs around this part of the world and people never dance...i wasn't expecting them to do so now...boring old sods... have fun. US listees prepare yourselves and report! wish i had made it to POW! but me is VERY poor... L-O-V-E zoexxx +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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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