April 2002 - Sinister - missprint.org

Sinister: London Evening Standard articles
by Michael Ashbridge 05 Apr '02

05 Apr '02

Didn't see these linked in recent posts. Two articles are online for your edification and amusement: http://www.thisislondon.com/dynamic/hottx/music/top_review.html?in_review_i… 018&in_review_text_id=507286 - In which we're told that prior to Storytelling, "Murdoch [was able to start] fruitfully channelling his relationship with Isobel Campbell, the band's cellist, into his music." http://www.thisislondon.com/dynamic/hottx/music/top_review.html?in_review_i… 018&in_review_text_id=508215 - In which David Smyth, who may write for Q Magazine, which would explain his tone -- "[Their musical style] can be too drippy for words, and it's easy to experience a strange longing for them to smash some instruments, vomit on each other or at the very least raise their voices" -- gives a brief review of the Brixton gig. +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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: l'apathie de la belgeoisie + picnic in brussels on sunday afternoon
by jule doggy dog 05 Apr '02

05 Apr '02

PIQUE-NIQUE au PARC ROYAL de BRUXELLES (WARANDEPARK) (april 7th) we could meet at 3.30pm at the big fountain in the middle of the park and install ourselves on the grass at 4.00.. if you can't find us or come later, give me a call or send a text message, my number is +32 477 797803.. after the picnic we will walk towards l'ancienne-belgique and look for a pub before the concert starts.. forecast: sunny, 15°C, wind: 19km/h (NE) if it rains, you will find us at 3.30 in the park or on the stairs of the stock exchange (Place de la Bourse) at 4.00.. in case there is a demonstration, don't mistake us, we'll be the ones without flags.. wow, i hope it's not too complicated.. here is a map with the metro stations and everything: http://users.teledisnet.be/web/men01821/brussel-map2.jpg - i already got positive answers from several belgian listees, who seemed to be quite excited about attending a picnic in their own country, but not excited enough to arrange it.. considering the general apathy, the strawberry boy (who introduced me to belle and sebastian) thought maybe it was his turn to plan a meeting.. and he charged me to do it, cause he feels unable to organize anything.. so i'll play the picnic mummy on sunday if you don't mind.. i've heard there will be brownies and strawberries.. see you in brussels! jule (chocolat(a)teledisnet.be, +32 477 797803) by the way.. for those who still haven't seen them, the strawberry boy reminds me that the thirty pictures we took last year in benicassim are still online: http://www.geocities.com/fraiseboy/fib2001.html .. +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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: Dribble, drool
by mummy i've grazed my knee 05 Apr '02

05 Apr '02

Well, nobody seems to have completed the 'B&S in London story', so I will try, although those that played a more active role might be able to do it better. Let's start from the beginning anyway. EXCITABLE BATH I took a very hot bath on Tuesday night to make sure I would sleep. I then proceeded to wake up at 5 am, too full of the joys of a Belle And Sebastian gig day to go to sleep again. Every conceivable thing went wrong on the bus journey to the station, but I made it with 20 seconds to spare. A wonderful day had just begun. PICNIC Much has been said about this already, but myself and other members of the YSM joined the beautiful people of Sinister in Green Park, where profiteroles were prolific and champaign corks were dangerous. We left early to eat macaroni cheese at Feather Boa's house, the others went to drink Ribena in some kind of licensed establishment. WALTON WHINING Sam whinged at me for being slow, but I had to decide what to wear and whether to put face paints on. Others speculated that i would look like a tw*t and so I didn't bother. "We're going to be late, the doors open at 7!" he cried, but we got there in good time to sit around inside the fairy castle that is Brixton Academy. LIFE WITHOUT BUILDINGS There sound was a good description of what life without buildings might be like. Repetitive, slightly dull and a little craaazzzyyyy. i didn't mind them, but by the fourth song, i still couldn't understand what that mad woman was saying and it sounded like everything else they'd played. BELLE AND SEBASTIAN They took ages to come on, seemed like some techie problem in the corner, but started with a wonderful rendition of STCA. To be brutally honest, it was the least exciting of the three gigs I've seen. The Academy was a little impersonal and people weren't getting into the swing of things. The people around me made space so that I could bop around lots, but they looked bemused and confused as to why I would want to dance. Archel and Mr Apps waved at me intermittently from a location slightly behind my person. The sound levels were a bit off, with Struan's guitar and Stevie's being quiet as well as the piano, but it was marvellous to hear a set so different to the last tour, with breath taking renditions of YMMFMD's, JATDOH and String Bean Jean. Pre Tigermilk material - Wow!!! The steel band in the middle were bizarre. Very enjoyable but incredibly random. F*** This S*** was odd and sounded not dissimilar to a jazz rendition of Miraculous Technique. We all enjoyed clapping to Wandering The Night Away. i can't get enough of that funky Legal Man either. Afterwards, we were shunned by Mr Walton who found better company in Jeremy and the band at the after show party, but we are reliably informed that he didn't sleep with Isobel. The most hilarious part of the night must have been seeing B&S hoodies on sale outside! FITBA - OOOHHH YOU SEXY BOYS!!!! The one thing that most people have omitted to mention so far is Struan's on stage invite to take part in a kick about on Thursday outside the Royal Albert Hall at 5 o'clock. Well, how could we miss such an event! Trooping down on a glorious sunny spring day, we were treated to the delights of Struan, Beans, Murray, Neil and one of the other violinists whose name I forget playing with and against an all star team comprising of such sini-celebrities as Ben Apps, Mark Cassarotto, Jeremy, The Boy G, Stevie Trousers and Asm Walton (sorry if I left anyone out). I watched patiently from the side lines, taking photos for a sinister record and watching Belfast Bob chatting to ladies on the sidelines. After a brief stint in goal, the immaculately dressed Mr Murdoch bounded round the pitch with youthful exuberance, and an unrivalled amount of energy. Beans was solid in defence while Murray fed well from the right wing. Numbers fell as time rolled on, but the hardcore few continued to play. Ben Apps was particularly dangerous in his capacity as a footballer and human being while Trousers minced through the defence in poetic style. Beans gave up and sat with Bob, showing off the new yellow Adidas trainers he had bought. The were joined shortly afterwards by the bizarre sight of Mick in an athletics vest as he jogged through the park. The match ended with a highly disputed score line, but Struan stayed around to chat and sign things. he did reveal a few of the answers to the London treasure hunt, including the final hiding place of the treasure, but i don't know if I should tell you, because he might want that honour. We discussed the gig, he said all the journalists has complained that it was too quiet. We disagreed. I asked if they would ever release Lord Anthony, and he said quite possibly. He even swore, but did ask me to excuse his French before signing a postcard of Tigermilk for me and trying to steal my fountain pen. It was a wonderful couple of days. Chris Jones. xxxx +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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 model with the boyband air
by R.Playforth＠sussex.ac.uk 05 Apr '02

05 Apr '02

so, i'm back at work after losing my heart (and my ring, and my dignity) in london. the gig at brixton was as people have reported really. i didn't enjoy it quite as much as the albert hall, perhaps because the band, although cheery in a slightly manic way, did seem tired. i knew how they felt. and forgetting the lyrics of your two opening numbers is a bit hard to forgive. but there were some lovely moments, chris and stevie looked gorgeous, and isobel even laughed a few times. meanwhile (or rather, before), the pre-gig picnic was an international festival of fun. dimitra, rachel sunnyset, the boy greg, bapps, the YSM (sam, stuart, chris and feathertara), jim (of the purple breeches), ian (sans st peter), liz daplyn, hannah brown, sarahs GS and beckett, (lord?) anthony and richard, plus assorted americans, italians, greeks and spaniards all variously cavorted and lolled in green park. some of us were unfortunate enough to be drawn into greg's evil power trip (cunningly disguised as a card game). liz sneered at my screw-top wine. i sneered back at her powerpuff girl tumblers. we went round the circle and said our names like it was an AA meeting. sam informed us that the lyrics to 'the model' are masquerading as a westlife song on the internet. and it's true! (http://www.marcolino.com/w/westlife/4.htm l). also, everyone was far too louche to play football. and i did like them so :) later the pub floor creaked under the weight of the sinister (now genuinely) massive. money and tickets changed hands. our punning skills were tested to the limit in the 'kenchu-ry of fakers' sticker game. (though as the tentacles spread, how much longer can we really call it a game...?) we explained the meaning of 'twat'. on the train home i sat next to some people who'd just been to see south pacific. they were all about 65, yet were even more flushed and excited than i was in my post-gig euphoria. i left my ken chu sticker and an empty pringles tube on the train for them as a fair summary of my day. i slept like a baby. luv archel xxx ps. richard raskolnikov is fascinated by cars. stuart murdoch loves his. i resent and fear them, or rather their drivers. i don't see why i should be made to feel like the guilty party if i cross a road a little precipitously when the other party is approaching in A MASSIVE METAL BOX ON WHEELS. in what way do pedestrians (or cyclists) have the upper hand in a road situation??? ****************** Visit www.buzzwords.ndo.co.uk for the best new writing on the web. Email submissions to buzzwords(a)bigfoot.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: Competition time!
by Ben Apps 05 Apr '02

05 Apr '02

If you go here..... http://www.matadorrecords.com/cgi-bin/contest/view.cgi?id=41 You'll see this........ If you werent quick enough to get tickets to see Belle & Sebastian when the shows went onsale, heres your chance to win for you and a friend. Were giving away a pair of tickets in each city for each show from Austin to DC thats 11 pairs, including 2 for New York. All you need to do is to come up with a design for a Belle & Sebastian album cover and send it to us. Thats it. No restrictions. It can be digital or handmade, lo-fi or hi-fi, with Belle and Sebastian references or not. The best design in each market will win a pair of tickets (the two best in NYC). Theres also a chance that your homemade album cover will be used in a future Belle & Sebastian promotion, including this website, so of course, youre giving us the rights to it (well contact you if we do use it). To enter, mail your submission to: Belle & Sebastian Album Cover Contest Matador Records 625 Broadway, 12th FL New York, NY 10012 You can also email it to matthew(a)matadorrecords.com. Be sure to include your name, address, email address and phone number, and the city for which youre competing. The contest will end and winners will be notified on April 26. Good luck! -------------------------------- Watch this space for more exciting B&S competition action ;) bappsy x _________________________________________________________________ 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: how did you survive all these fires and floods?
by lindsey baker 05 Apr '02

05 Apr '02

hello sinister. sometimes, i wonder why i do it, why i go somewhere outside, and expect everything to compact upon itself and fall into my lap in a neat little bundle of happiness, chocolate-coated so that i may eat it and find all the happiness in the world suddenly inside my stomach, miraculously traveling my veins. tonight i stood on a balcony, watching a band perform below, looking at all the bobbing heads of the kids in the crowd and finding only one face down there worthy of my rapt attention. and he didn't look up at me when i was looking down, and the sheer fact of the height and distance and absence of meeting eyes was probably symbolic of something both tangible and intangible. he asked me once what color i told people my eyes were, when they weren't being pink. i told him grey, and he said good. i was five feet away from the boy who brought everything down three months ago, everything down to the most basic instincts of desire and nature. that one, who was drunk as the day is long and flaunting his new unattachment in my peripheral vision, was not the one i wanted to be close to any more. the thread between us was finally severed, and replaced with an invisible chain of smoke rings and abandoned booze. i tried to feel liberated. and from behind, as always, the one below me came up to my level, surprised me, stood there. he goes to shows like a true emo kid, standing stock still in the center of the audience, refusing whatever urge it was that gripped the rest of the usually subdued fans in a sweaty grip of upheaval. i could feel the venue shaking, pounding, and i felt as though i was dancing without moving my clumsy feet at all. i asked the one if he wanted to meet the other, and he looked at me and flatly said no. i wonder what would have happened should i have introduced them, the one knowing the hysteria breeded by the other. i was quivering between them, owning neither. and probably not owning myself, either. at some point during the show, i held a small with filter in my fingertips, the end still glowing. my friends didn't think i would actually do it, but i did, to a glorious roar of approval and disbelief. time slowed as i situated the cylinder between my fingers, paused, and let it arc over the people. the orange end hit someone's head as it fell from the balcony. cheers. glares. i laughed, and the sound rang out, harsh and moving. the walk back to my car was a solitary one, me with a square poster in one hand, the other wrapped around the strap of my bag. i walked uphill, carefully avoiding the now useless crust of ice-melting pebbles coating the pavement, mindful not to dirty my white shoes too badly. i heeded the quiet crunch beneath my feet, and gave the sound the respect it deserved. i crunched the hell out of that hill, and gave up the sound of real music for artificial answers when the cd player turned over and told me i was a modern girl. the road stretched out again, and i traversed it again, my feet in omaha and my head in lincoln. two opposing poles, with my heart somewhere in between, beating in echoed time to some as yet undeclared rhythm, waiting and waiting and waiting. i am still waiting. and waiting. and waiting. ...it must be nice to finish when you're dead...and they say california is a recipe for a black hole. and i say i've got my best shoes on. i'm ready to go... xxx, lou _________________________________________________________________ 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: B&S reached my ear!
by Marc Bots 05 Apr '02

05 Apr '02

hi, second message in a single week. tomorrow rotterdam, and i can't wait. this months issue of the dutch music magazine Oor even has a full article (3.5 pages!) about 'the mysterious band Belle and Sebastian'. when i saw the article i started jumping up and down while, reading, which is rather hard, and i stopped jumping only after feyenoord had beaten inter milan. what i really wanna know is: any sinistrians in rotterdam? plien? if anyone would like to meet, email me privately and we'll try to work things out. love, marc +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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: Drifting
by Fernando Brito 05 Apr '02

05 Apr '02

It's 21:05, I'm still at work... #### Listening to Damon and Naomi With Ghost is one of the most saddening experiences a man can have in his life. I don't know any of the lyrics and I don't even try to catch them. Their music and Naomi's voice, that's all I need from them. The Mirror Phase is playing at this very moment. #### I'm still at work, I have this "Mission: Impossible" Java based project... I never worked with that language before... It was supposed to be delivered last Friday but it won't until next Tuesday. And I'm sure I'll have to work on this weekend, but I don't really care, I wouldn't have anything to do anyway... #### I wrote this about two months ago, I think it's too gloomy and I'm truly sorry to push it to you, but now I feel just like I felt then, and I want you to know how it is. This is not a cry for help, you and I know who is the only person that can help me. And maybe tomorrow I will live again... I don't live today. I'm just hiding, safely waiting for something to pass me by, careless of the fact that this "thing" that passes me by is nothing but my own life. It's like I'm waiting for my own death, hoping to get through it without pain. I'm so worried about not dying that I forget to live. And I can write it in the present tense, because in spite of being aware of it, I don't do anything about it! Everyone knows their problems. I know what my problems are. And it's so easy to find a solution. But it takes a long, long way to put it into practice! Somehow I am a very lucky man! I never had to work hard for anything in my life. Everything I have came basically for free. Even the good career I've got. I didn't even look for this job, they simply called me because I enrolled in a Lotus Notes training program at my college and filled my phone number on a paper. But I haven't even finished the training! In fact even my college came by accident. I was preparing to try a vacancy at a Social Sciences course, but about 6 months before the exam I decided to test my skills in another college, and I passed the test in a very good ranking, in spite of not studying at all. So I decided to go on and leave my mother and move to my aunt's house in another town. Now I see that if I haven't tried that test I would probably be unemployed now, or living a miserable life, with a low wage job. But I've never planned any of these events, they were just coming, and I just went through them, almost unnoticeably. It's tragicomic when I'm talking with my pals at work. Like many others, we never chose to work with Lotus/IBM products, or in our current company. In fact the company chose us, Lotus chose us, and we usually laugh about this unhappy ending! Now we could be working for Microsoft (good!), but instead, here we are, in an IBM business partner (terrible!)! Lots of things in our lives change when things like that happen, and life could be so different... That is what distinguishes those who have more or less control over their lives. Me? I just live on... I'm not happy with my life, with my career, I'm not happy at all. Sometimes when I'm in front of the computer, at work like I am now, I start to think that man wasn't made to live this kind of life, spending ten, twelve hours seating on a chair, looking at the screen, pressing buttons... But then what do I do about it? Nothing! I don't know wheter I'm waiting for someone to see and rescue me, or for something to change everything, even for bad, so that I would have to take some attitude. Meanwhile, life is passing by, I'm 24, tomorrow is too late... And here I am, sitting in front of this bloody computer, wasting my time. Drifting. #### "I Don't live Today" Will I live tomorrow? Well, I just can't say. But I know for sure I Don't Live Today. No sun coming through my windows, feel like I'm sitting at the bottom of a grave. I wish you'd hurry up and rescue me so I can be on my miserable way I Don't Live Today It's such a shame to waste you time away like this. Jimi Hendrix #### I said that I won't have anything to do next weekend, that's true, the only exception is that I'll have to go out and buy my tickets for the Charlatans gig. Today I bought the tickets for the Stephen Malkmus gigs, he's playing here on April 24 and 25, and for free on April 23 in a FNAC next to my workplace. As a fan I won't miss anything... And next month I'll have the privilege to see Mogwai in my own neighborhood! Maybe I'll call them to a cup of tea in my flat only a few meters from the venue! #### And as I finish this letter, it's 21:59. The Mirror Phase has already played three times, for I keep playing the album again and again... now I must leave and go back home. Good night for the american, good morning for the european, kisses & hugs for all! Fernando Brito PS: B&S content: I used to like the way the album covers had each one a particular colour, and wondered if they had some hidden meaning, or if someday they would be known as "the red album", "the yellow album" and so on... it's sad to know it's not going to happen. It's even sadder to know the latest will be called Torytelling by the laids. +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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: Tori Spelling (like, a play on words, with Storytelling).
by Timothy Meskers 04 Apr '02

04 Apr '02

Hey everyone, A lot of this is old news. The first few paragraphs. I'd been having some problems sending to Sinister with something called RichText, and a lot of this has already been said. So, this is my third shot. Hopefully it won't be even more redundant by then. cheers, Timothy (Second attempt follows. Cover art has already been displayed, as has parental advisory query.) Hi everyone, I thought I sent this a few nights ago, but I guess it never quite made the perilous journey through my telephone cables to Sinister central. I'm trying to recreate the wittiness of the original, but it might not be as good as the original. I wanted to let you know that the cover art is now up at href="http://www.matadorrecs.com">http://www.matadorrecs.com in the B&S section. I think the girl on the right looks a bit like Ann Curry, from the Today Show. Second opinions? I'm going to the Philly show on my birthday, May 3rd. Has anyone been to the Tower Theatre before? I'd really like wait out back afterwards for the band, is that the kind of thing one can do at this particular venue? I don't know. I hear it's in a bad part of town. Imagine getting stabbed at a Belle & Sebastian show. Also, the song title "Fuck this Shit," on the new album, particularly excites me. What if it's got a parental advisory? Do they have parental advisory labels out of the United States? Hmm. One more thing, this is just a whimsical sort of thing; wouldn't it be fun if everyone from Sinister dressed up nicely to see B&S? So if you saw someone else dressed up, you could nod at them, all secretively, and they could nod back, like a little spy type thing. That would be a lot of fun. Maybe not though, if I'm the only one who dresses up. I guess you could just wear little Hello My Name Is stickers and write Sinister on them. I think I accomplished everything I set out to. 1) Enlighten as to whereabouts of new cover-art 2) Tower Theatre: Kosher to wait out back, or not? 3) Sinister secret markings; spy club? xoxo Timothy p.s. I was driving through Jersey last weekend and I saw a board for a place called the Red Bull Inn, and I was reminded of my old maths teacher, Ken Chu. _________________________________________________________________ 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 trouble with me is that i'm trouble (detroit & chicago attendees)
by marie elia 04 Apr '02

04 Apr '02

oh for heaven's sake. i don't post for over a year -- a fucking year! -- and here i am with boring, location-specific drivel. but first! holy fucking shit! i'm going to see belle & sebastian live! european listees will yawn, but for years i've been professing that surely the band must be a figment of our collective imagination, despite photographic evidence featuring one ginger fellow with our own curled_up carey. and now my theory is blown completely out of the water. okay, my main point: any of you cats going to the detroit and/or chicago shows (i'm going to both! thanks to princess christiaan and his birthday gift of tickets!) who want to make a sinister weekend out of it, email me because i have a little mailing list set up. i'll add you to it. oh and if anyone wants to sell me their chicago ticket for my poor friend cecilia who is dead broke but who was lured away from her crust-punk ways by the gentle siren song of the twee glaswegians, let me know. xo! ree! ===== . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . "to me she was just marie." -mersault . . . . http://home.earthlink.net/~marieelia . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . __________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Yahoo! Tax Center - online filing with TurboTax http://taxes.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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