May 2002 - Sinister - missprint.org

Sinister: Glasgow Pubnic
by Brian McNeill 30 May '02

30 May '02

I'm so sorry but I won't be able to make the pubnic this weekend kiddies. As I shall be saving all my ££££££, for a wee trip I shall be taking (hopefully) next weekend. All I can say is that i've fallen in love and destiny awaits. (and its a fellow listee!) so sorry all and a big hug and squeeze for Carla-Anne... im yours! _________________________________________________________________ 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: the sound from Austin
by Thibault GRAC 30 May '02

30 May '02

Yhaaa, htat's my very first post on sinister, so forst of all, hi evreybody, I'm a french guy who just joined the list a few weeks ago. By the way, anybody's french on the list? About the bands frmo Austin, I would quote At the Drive in, Lift To Experience, And you'll know us by the trail of Dead but I'm not so sure, everybody 's gonna like them. I just remember a concert in November in Paris, where my main purpose was to see and listen Mercury Rev, and LTE was playing among the other bands that night. They were playing that loud, I was forced to go to the stair and to keep my hands on my hears for the whole concert. That was rather sad for I kind of enjoyed their album, even if a bit violent... Tibo FTLO finally sending one post to the B&S ML! +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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: what´s going on
by anakin_sky＠gmx.net 30 May '02

30 May '02

hiya sinister-kids, yesterday i saw a little documentary on telly about the music scene in several american cities, and there was claimed that austin is the musical capital of the u.s., but they didn´t really elaborate. i know that the american analog set and explosions in the sky both are from austin, and i like these bands, so i´m really interested in what other bands there are, and in what it is that makes austin the ´musical capital´. are there any people from austin on this list, or anyone else that knows? thanks, anakin (i really don´t know if i should keep that nickname now that the real anakin has become such an idiot). -- GMX - Die Kommunikationsplattform im Internet. http://www.gmx.net +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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: wandering
by laurel lemming 30 May '02

30 May '02

shyly to the establishment: here have I been lurking for a few months, meeting a few of you up in Chicago like dear Shanny Jean, getting the illustrious Ken Chu's autograph, baking banana chocolate chip breads, delighting in little silly bits of prose that get thrown my way about fathers with five best friends named Dave, and not daring to post even a little hello. here's my little hello. I'm a girl who ought to be up in Chicago right now who's instead home for the summer, a little grumpy, sort of lonely, and waiting till everyone else leaves the house to sing 'Mayfly' in the shower. no one would mistake me for sinister, but I like to read. the kitten's purring at my feet and my mosquito bites are starting up an itch again, so I'm going to run along to bed, but I couldn't resist any longer. love, lem __________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Yahoo! - Official partner of 2002 FIFA World Cup http://fifaworldcup.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: salt and vinegar crisps, chocolate biscuits and fragile friendships?
by Sunny set 29 May '02

29 May '02

When I was younger I didn't have many friends, and those friendships I had were fickle things that were made and broken between the bell for lunchtime. As got older I started to realise people who only wanted to talk to you because you had salt and vinegar crisps in your packed lunch aren't really friends. I wanted people to talk to people who cared about the things I cared about. I started to make some real friends. It was when I went away to university that I really started to make proper friends. Suddenly I was surrounded by people who didn't know that my dad was the sex ed teacher. (Nothing is more certain to make a shy young girl blush, than having to sit in a roomful of people while her dad talks about SEX!) My family has a tradition when it comes to making friends. The idea is simple: making friends is difficult, so why complicate matters further by having to learn new names? Find people who have the same name as yourself and then just try to remember your own name. My dad is the expert at this, having 5 good friends all called Dave. My poor mum on the other hand has yet to find a single Wendy and has to make do with people with different names. She has coped admirably and calls people by any name that pops into her head. Fate shone favourably upon me. After an emotional train journey spent struggling with bags I found myself alone in the kitchen of my new halls of residence. My mum, obviously realising the difficulty in finding one's name sake, had packed me off with a packet of chocolate biscuits to help break the ice and make friends. I was standing looking at them wondering where I should put them when in walked a fellow Rachel. We were destined to become friends. Four years later, we sat on the beach, picking up pebbles giggling at the idea of her ever living in London, nervously promising that we would stay in touch. A life time since the crisp based friendships I had once had but I was scared. Friendships are fragile things aren't they? Lately I am realising that they are not. People from my past who I thought would have forgotten me long ago have reappeared. Friends I thought were gone from my life, are back, bringing a smile to my face. True friendship, isn't killed by little things like distance, or time. In a day and a half, I will go to see my friend who I now can't imagine not living London. I can't imagine that she would ever leave my life completely. And I can't imagine that there will ever be a time when I'm not so excited to see her. I mean she talks to me when I don't even have any crisps. Take Care, Rachel _________________________________________________________________ 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: if you're going to san francisco...
by juju fox 29 May '02

29 May '02

halo sinisters. i've been playing b&s songs on the piano. i've been dancing to them in the shower. i've been singing them in my head. i think i've been living some of them once in a while, too. = life as usual. today i have lots to do. my sister just called, and i can't even finish this post... but i wanted to tell anyone in the san francisco area that happens to be 21 or older that they should come to the show at the bottom of the hill tomorrow, cos i would like to meet you and say hi and maybe talk about foxes or something. if you do come by, i'll be the shy girl singing sad songs onstage. (no b&s covers this time, but maybe you'll like us anyway... if you like m�m or bj�rk or any electronicy clickity clack tunes with girly singing.) i must away. more later. hearts, juju __________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Yahoo! - Official partner of 2002 FIFA World Cup http://fifaworldcup.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: it's the ones with the sorest throats, laura, who have done the most singing.
by lindsey baker 28 May '02

28 May '02

hello sinister. i moved this past weekend. i've always hated cleaning and packing everything away into boxes and bags, zipping and taping and sweeping and throwing out, being forced to decide what's worth keeping and what isn't. i put all the tasks off to the very last minute, giving myself about a day and a half to compress everything i own into four big boxes and about eight bags of varying sizes. i got boozed when i was done on a bit too much wine, and then i started thinking. saturday morning dawned bright and sunny, which was a welcome relief after the rain of friday. my parents and sister came down to lincoln, and as they carried my things outside, i listened to the sound of my life as i had known it pick up and leave. i sat in the middle of the floor in my then empty room, and looked up and around. i remembered everything that had happened there, in between those four walls. i wondered how it had all happened, and i started to feel lost. and out of it all, an entire year in a place, one boy remained in the paint, stuck in the cracks between the wooden floorboards. one boy was breathing along with me, and i thought for the first time that i loved him, and that the moon on his shoulder may as well have been a parrot. *** i questioned, for the next few days, and probably still, when, exactly, memories gain weight. and once they do, once they have been assigned a place and number of importance, when do they fall in the rankings? do they? and what happens when you fall in love with a memory? what happens when the weight and significance of something increase merely because it is beautiful for that single memory to be beautiful? these things trouble me, and i don't think i have any of the easy answers. i wrote in a poem that is as yet unfinished that i am fond of questions without answers. and perhaps i am. but my fondnesses always get me into another hole, somewhere, and each one is getting progressively deeper. *** i drove to omaha last night, wearing a brownie girl scout blouse and the pink chucks for a bright eyes show. it was to be the first time i saw them, and i was nervous, chewing gum to calm my nerves and thinking that everything would be ok. i would be ok, listening to my favorite band. i didn't have to talk to people who might or might not be there. it wasn't like i hadn't seen him before the after part. i had. i went to the show alone. i had never done that before, shown up at a venue sans little crowd of support. it was a night of firsts, apparently, but when i got there, i saw some kids i knew. and they hugged me, gave me high fives, liked my shoes and my hair and my glasses. perhaps they liked me. they let me stand with them, at any rate. the friend i had called in desparation showed up, and i stood with him, and he told me everything would be ok. and it was great. the show. and then. conor sang a song to pass the time. and i remembered an afternoon in my old apartment, a chair, the sun filtering through the blinds, running like water across the floor and spilling over my feet and the ball of yarn tucked between them. i remembered the rainbow-colored coasters i made for another boy i had kissed before and after waiting for another to come home. keeping my fingers busy. passing the time. and then, the boy was there. that one. he parked himself in front of me and had an animated conversation with a kid i didn't know. but the boy waved his hands through the air, and i watched conor through the crook of his arm until i noticed that the hand waving in front of my eyes was wearing something of mine, still. the bracelets of mine that i had looped together and put on his wrist the night i met him. we had been standing in the middle of my old room, and i gave them to him. he smiled, and kissed me, and then we danced. we danced, that night, with no music, just his soft counting and loose movements. and so it was decided i would wait, and he would remember every moment every day, when he looked at his hands. i danced last night during loose leaves. and during a song to pass the time, i gulped air, trying to supress vomit and tears and everything else that said i should take his hand again and break the fingers with my broken own. 'come spend the night, we can jump on my bed. you can unwrap me like a birthday present, i will, i will be easy.' *** i am in love with something, again, and perhaps it is not a boy, after all, but an idea and a song, notes written and sung. and so i have moved, and am left reeling in attempts to find something pretty in the movement, a grasp among displaced boxes of shifted yesterdays. i wish someone would teach me how to differentiate between real memories and imagined ones. i wish someone would teach me how to write. i wish someone would teach me how to sing. i wish someone would i wish someone could and so she tapes the picture up again on the stand beside her bed, and turns, waiting for her head to stop splitting in two. love, lou xxx _________________________________________________________________ Get your FREE download of MSN Explorer at http://explorer.msn.com/intl.asp. +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister(a)missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo(a)missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+

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Sinister: alcoholism
by andrew nicol 28 May '02

28 May '02

hello list, um, hi. i'm an old skool sinister member. due to unforeseen circumstances, i'm kind of available during the day. as in off work. as in bored. seriously bored. as a result, i've decided to become An Alcoholic™. if anyone on this list lives in the edinburgh (that's in scotchland, foreign people) area and wishes to become an alcoholic, i'd be more than happy to offer assistance. i've decided to become an enlightened alcoholic, and therefore intend to spend my days reading whilst getting terribly drunk. if anyone wants to join me, i'll be downstairs at milne's (on rose street) tomorrow (wednesday 29 may) and thursday, too, from 11am or 12noon 'til late, reading "carter beats the devil". if you're the timid girl who was at the b&s show at the usher hall and at milne's tonight (tuesday 28 may), you're especially welcome. you can get me at the address listed below, or the number via text or your actual voice (preferred). thank you very much. yours, andy -- andrew nicol andrewnicol(a)mac.com +44 (0)7788 414248 +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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: Brighton is where it's at (read this for Reporting Back)
by Kenneth P Y Chu 28 May '02

28 May '02

Has anyone reported back on the Brighton meet up yet? I don't think so*! Why not? I think it's because no one actually remembered what happened as they all got Absolutely Hammered!! So yes, arrived at Brighton station slightly tired and possibly hungover from a Track and Field event the night before, most people were already there but were kindly waiting for us at the station. It was nice to see everyone there, the world of sinister is once again very well represented with people from several different continents and countries. We paraded down the streets of Brighton towards the beach, stopping at nothing. Except for the off licence. It was a beautiful day for the middle of May, if a little windy. The sun was out on half the sky, the sinister boys slowly gather near the waves until the testostrones got too much and all their boyness exploded! into No not what you think but a game of football on a pebbled beach, which is just as messy but provided much entertainment to the girls and the classier boys who drink beer in a wine glass. Later on we went onto the pier for some FUN. Some went for a Grand Prix session on the "Superfast Go-Karts", some dirty Schumacher-esque driving techniques were observed. I think Stefano was the overall winner. I knew I was unfit, but I discovered just how unfit I was when an energetic game of DDR saw me puffing afterwards, so I went on a more appropriate game instead which was 18-wheeler driving! It was so much fun but I discovered that I was crap at that too as I jack-knived a lorry 20 times. It was all good practice for dodgems later on. Later in the evening we did a "changing rooms" type transformation to the furnitures of a pub, before going back to Archel's Playhouse for Sex, Drugs and Rock and Roll. Oh yes. <memory fades here..> <..memory resumes> The next morning the house looked typical of a house that was the site for Sex Drugs and Rock and Roll, except for the lack of jism needles or charcoaled Fender Strats. I woke up very early in the morning, saw everyone still asleep, and so went back to bed again. I woke up again an hour later, everyone were still asleep, but they've all swapped places! Some went from the sofa to the floor, some from the toilet to the kitchen, some from 69 to 66, I thought it was a practical joke everyone were playing on me. Later on we went for some Gay Larding, which was tasty! Liz started laughing at me for being hungry. Ben committed suicide but heroically survived. After eating Gay Lard, we went to the beach to cover our faces in Brighton Sailor Froth, niice. Ben tried to commit suicide again in the waves but the lifeguard stopped him. Mark Sea for some reason stayed well away from the waves. That's more or less Brighton for you, there were loads of other exciting things that happened that weekend too but I'm keeping the rest to myself because I'm difficult like that. Ken * I say that but of course after writing all these I see Archel** sneaked in a lovely reporting back. ** who is the winner of the Best Host Award and Most Selfless Award Giver Award.. now everyone wins something _________________________________________________________________ Get your FREE download of MSN Explorer at http://explorer.msn.com/intl.asp. +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister(a)missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo(a)missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+

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Sinister: "oooooh baby i wanna touch your knees, oooohhhhggggghhhhhrrr"
by Hannah Brown 28 May '02

28 May '02

mmmmmmm, work avoidance. So i have got roughly 2 and a half days left of my course and these are the kind of "work avoidance" tasks i have been doing to to waste time and to "avoide work": 1, tidy room 2, re-organising records extra-alphabetically, taking the first and second letters from the band names ie, BElle & s, BJork, BLur. 3, re-re-organising records so that they are alphabetically in order AND chronologically in order, with albums first then singles. 4, typing two random words in GOOGLE and seeing what hilarious consequences arise for example, "theramin" and "module" 5, writing to sinister about all my "work avoidance" tasks. I am going to paint the college white tommorow, yey, i'm gonna get all messy and make everyone listen to B&S. I had a lovely birthday by the way, i got a floss dispenser, a cd, a golden bunny rabbit, a red cake, a card with a naked tim burgess and lots of hugs off of people. I agree with lucy "jade must go", she looks exactly like the girl at my school who used to pull my hair and smash my head against a wall and the memory makes me feel sick. see you all soon i hope love hannahxx +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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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