June 2002 - Sinister - missprint.org

Sinister: The fumblings of a shy girl
by Jill Henkels 16 Jun '02

16 Jun '02

Oh how quickly she returns after tasting the sweetness out of the nursery for the first time... last week i had the pleasure of attending an elbow/doves appearence in the fine city of minneapolis, minnesota, usa. eagerly anticipating the event, i arrived early as some novice to concerts would (which i promise, i am far from). much to my disappointment, those in charge at this get together failed to recognize me (as i am unmistakeable with my brown hair, 5'9 frame, and glasses) and forced me to wait in line with the casual music listeners. scoff. i muttered that they would feel rather embarrassed when someone whispered my status to them. arriving to a show solo tends to generate some buzz; i think that it makes others uncomfortable to think it possible for one to feel entirely entertained standing alone. the reaction to such an event breeds two results: 1. people will push/shove away from the individual in fear that the "loneliness" will spread; and 2. they feel responsible to awaken the individual to her obvious state of loneliness and will save her by asking her ridiculous questions such as "so...are these guys any good?" well, of course you fool, i did, afterall, buy a ticket unlike yourself who won your pass accidentally while trying to score tics to a disturbed performance. and so, i was left alone again. (the bands were nice, but this is not part of the story.) for the doves performance, i elected to view from the back. i spotted a boy sulking next to a pole and was instantly drawn to him. he was a prime example "eye candy" and was "all that and a bag of peanuts." i casually arranged to be plastered next to him as the crowd surged. i resisted the urge to run my hands through the mop of auburn curls and instead whispered in his ear, "i must insist that you tell me whether you are sullen or simply bored." "tired" he replied. never was such a word uttered by a more beautiful creature! i had been proven wrong: love, it exists and will be mine to own. so i did what was only natural: i casually rested my fingertips on his knee and slowly slithered them up his thigh. okay, so i didn't really do that, but in my mind i did and it was great. as the doves section came to a close (they were great, tight) the inevitable decision had to be made: should i choose to casually walk out with the boy of my dreams or rescue my petite bladder in the women's restroom. alas, the bladder soundly defeated true love yet again. that's all right, he probably doesn't like belle & sebastian anyhow. whispers of goodness, jillianne ps. i have no quote but will research one for your enjoyment for my much unanticipated next post. _________________________________________________________________ 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: Re: UK tape tree revival
by Colin Campbell 16 Jun '02

16 Jun '02

Hello all, In case you missed it last time I posted, here's the second and final call for anyone wanting to take part in the revival of the tape tree that Ben Ferneyhough (and before him Kevan Cooke) used to organise. What happens is that everyone makes a 90-minute compilation tape or CD of his or her favourite music (excluding B&S, because we already know their stuff). Then I'll arrange us into a circle, and every few weeks I'll email everyone to pass on the tape they have. If you would be interested in making a tape or CD (and can do so in the next couple of weeks), please email me OFF LIST, i.e. *PRIVATELY* with your name and town, and I'll add you to the tree. Please note that this is intended for UK residents only, as it would be unfair on some if the postal costs were unequal (although I have had one or two enquiries from people living abroad, so I may be able to arrange a sub-tree for them if there is demand for it). Please let me know whether you'll be making a tape or a CD, and whether you are interested in receiving either or both. Cheers, Colin __________________________________________________ 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: Picnic of RAWK!
by Caitlin Pigtails 16 Jun '02

16 Jun '02

I think I'm still hungover. I definitely feel all eeeurgh on the inside. The reason, of course, is that yesterday there was a PICNIC and I drank far too much. I can't really remember what happened, but I know it was fun. Yesterday's picnic proves once and for all, though, that Scottish Picnics RAWK far more than those softy southerners down in London and Brighton and places like that. For this was -- as far as I know -- the first Sinister picnic to get broken up by the police. Fortunately we didn't get arrested, because Juicy Lucy persuaded them that we were young, innocent, and wouldn't do it again officer definitely, we promise. I would tell you more of what happened, but as I can't really remember more than brief snippets, I'd better not. Cheese was definitely involved, though. And drink. And sitting in the pub topping up your glass from a bottle of vodka under the table. And evil looks, and shouting about stretch marks. Hello to everyone that was there: JEREMY (of course), Kristin, Rachel, Belle, Stefano, Keith, Jamie, Tom, Richard The Lurker, Lucy, Ally, Michael, Carey, Gordon, and everyone else I've forgotten about. And I can't even remember who it was that had the stretch marks. xx caitlin -- "When life gives us lemons, we just sit there and sulk about it, in the corner of the room, in a fetal position." - Matthew Henderson, on the Sinister mailing list. +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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 last broadcast
by anakin_sky＠gmx.net 15 Jun '02

15 Jun '02

hello people, i feel a bit shaky of only 1 beer, but that´s because i´m sick (bad cold). i just had to watch the england match in case they wouldn´t make it and so i wouldn´t be able to see them any other time. german free telly only shows one match a day, so i had to go to the pub. yeah. 3-0. nice. and germany made it too! might be all the germany-beats-england-in-the-final-by-penalties-business again, YEAH!!! i discovered doves recently (bit late, i know), and i just can´t believe how many "blowing-me-away-completely" bands are from manchester. doves, elbow, i am kloot, these are my favourites, and there are so many more...what is it about this city? and i will move there in september, still can´t believe it... i came back from holiday yesterday, montpellier in the south of france, very very very nice, though a bit small. we had about 30° C every day, so i`d seriously like to know where i caught that cold. maybe when we did that cycling tour on monday when it was extremely windy, but can you catch a cold just because of wind? i doubt it, since it was also that same day i burnt my face and my arms from the sun... hm. tonight it´s the american analog set in dresden, austin business. i´m really looking forward to it, although i´m not supposed to drink, smoke, and move excessively, all of that being unhealthy to my current state of body. god, i keep going on about that, don´t i... anyone living in germany, holland, belgium, or anywhere, and who is thinking about coming to haldern festival, check this out: belle & sebastian, doves, turin brakes, supergrass, the electric soft parade, the notwist, sigur ros, saybia, ian brown, joseph arthur, the leaves, the cooper temple clause, millionaire, gemma hayes. now, a line-up or what? haldern is in the very west of germany, near the dutch border, and the festival is august 9/10. and it´s less than 40 euro including the fees (i believe)! hope to see some of you there, love, anne. -- 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: Standin' in her chino shirt pulled off clean, got a tattooed tit, says number 13
by jason.cochrane＠HydroOne.com 14 Jun '02

14 Jun '02

WARNING THIS IS LONG AND SOMEWHAT POINTLESS ... might be entertaining though I was a security guard, I was the guy with the flash light and the big ring of keys. At 17 I had grown a beard, and started seriously drinking. My best friend at the time and musical collaborator had finished school, he had worked for Price Waterhouse the summer before and had saved quite allot of money. Money that by October had been delegated solely to our consuming passion in life, drinking (please excuse the Bukowski-isms... it's hard to talk about those days without sounding a bit like Buk, at that point we were walking talking cliché's). i decided that dropping out of school (grade 11) would probably be the best option because it would allow more time for drinking, and seeing as I wasn't really going any more anyhow it wasn't a very big surprise to anyone. Times were good, our girlfriends were both lovely rich girls from the region just north of us. they loved our deep worldly ways... convincing these lovely ladies to stay with us was not a difficult task. My friend's girlfriend was particularly rich, her father owned a successful logistics company or something. Anyhow, her father hated my friend and forced her to either give him up or leave the bounty that was his parental love. So she packed her bags and moved in with Brandon (my friend). She got a job at a trendy yuppie coffee bar some distance from Brandon's house. So every morning at 5:30am he would get up and drive her to work, she would make us egg salad sandwiches and send him on his merry way. He would then drive directly to my house, let himself in, crash out on my couch until things were moving again. We would sit around and drink most of the day (or what remained of it after we ourselves go moving)we were supposed to be recording an album on a lent four track. I don't think we ever completed a song, the songs all went like this; verse, verse, verse. After we had written a verse we would celebrate our genius... until the genius was drunk as well and so was the drive. By 4:30 his girlfriend would finish work, we would swing by (always about half an hour late) steal the expensive sweet iced capochino drinks, grab a sandwich and her. After which we would proceed to my girlfriends house and back to my house. By this point in the day (around 5:30pm) Brandon and I would be quite loaded. We would have horrible arguments with our respective girlfriends usually trading days of the week. I have never met crueler people than we were in those days. We would get drunk and just fuck with those poor girl's heads... neither of them meant anything to us, actually I shouldn't say that, I was quite in love with Brandon's girlfriend and took many opportunities to take her off his hands for a night so he could get some "rest". Which meant that he could sleep with the a barmaid that gave us double shots for singles. After a dinner of stolen sandwiches and frappachino's we would head for the local bar which was conveniently located down the street from my house... of course we never walked, we might need the car for the after hours clubs downtown.We typically closed the bar, we rarely got cut off. if we did we'd go to another bar (sometimes it was difficult task as I was underage at the time). After 2:00am (last call in Toronto) we would either head out for more drinks (afterhours clubs in Toronto resemble crack houses more than bars, people railing lines off of the table and whatnot) or leave the bar only to come back after the owner had left, to drink with some of the staff. we would usually go until 4:00 or 4:30 and come home for sleep or to wait out the time until Brandon had to go drive his girlfriend to work. We had goals at one point, an album, a book, a film but nothing ever really materialized. I found another girl that frequented the bar her hips popped when she had sex.. she was considerably older than I... divorcee and all of that. She slowly replaced my high school girlfriend. It took about 6 months to spend the $10,000 that Brandon had made that summer before. Brandon's girlfriend paid his rent after she moved in, and I was living rent free in my parents basement. they didn't seem to mind the way things were going, although I don't think they really knew. I was very careful to only be at home when they were either asleep or at work. I only saw them the odd time when they were leaving for work in the morning and I had misjudged the time or what time was all together. Brandon and I had decided that we were moving to Europe. For some reason it just seemed that we belonged there. All of the cool people lived there, and the people that hassled us were simply not clued in to our open and free bohemian life style... people would never hassle us there. I decided that in order to get to Europe I would need some of my own money. I looked and looked for a job but to no avail. finally I met a guy at the bar that was a recruiter for a security company downtown. He said I looked like I could handle my self (I'm 6' tall and 240lbs). He told me to show up the following morning and he would give me an interview. he took to me immediately and I showed up on time ("the key to being a security guard" he said "is to always be on time, you can show up drunk, you can smoke dope, you can sleep.. the only thing you have to do is be ON TIME"). I got the job. once I started working Brandon wasn't too far behind. He got a job working as a sales clerk at a computer mega-store. Eventually we grew apart. It got to the point where I started looking at my surroundings.. the people I worked with and I realized "these people are losers, they are morons, they should all be put down". After that it didn't take too long for me to realized that I was one of them. I was 18 at this point I had been out of school for a year. I looked like I was 40. By Christmas I was out of the Security business and back in high school at 19. I finished my diploma and headed out to the work force (after touring the USA playing trumpet in a Big Band, another story for another time). I now work in a Big building downtown, and I'm now one of the guy's that I used to say "yes sir" to. Brandon did end up going to England. I've started talking to him again via e-mail, he's the night manager of some hotel in Bath. he is apparently coming back to Canada this summer... where we may actually end finishing some music. We are both full out pot-heads now... but hey, if it's not one thing it's the other. When I started this there was a point..... ah yes. I found very hard to give up on my dream of moving to Europe to become some sort of neo/anti beatnik. After reading that post about how dreams die and how do you let go. It got me thinking. I have never been comfortable since I started office work. I don't belong here these are not my type of people... I think I need a change, I think I need to get away, go somewhere interesting. They say you can never run away from your self.. I just think those people just haven't figured it out yet... it's all about the race. I think I have matured somewhat, particularly in my relationships with women. of all things I did in those days, ruining those poor girls is the part I regret the most. they really did love us. We didn't love them at one point, but in the end we just said we did to keep them around, free sandwiches, rent and all. I'm not so sure who got fucked more in the end. if you've read this far I commend you... I meant for this to be a few sentences about dreams. If you did read this far and are pissed you did.. well alright lets talk about that. Some of you people are far too shy, let me have it... again I'm really sorry, Jason +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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: you go progressive disco house and i'll go my way
by rrrrobyn 14 Jun '02

14 Jun '02

hello! so: - it's summer here! i'm even wearing sandals! - i bought new music, including Dance Music! - i went to a party last saturday night and Trans Am and !!! were there! - there's a band called !!! - there's also a band called 'i am robot and proud'! (and they're from toronto! and they're good even!) how amazing is all that? yeah, i know. so someone should remix 'scooby driver' and the other danceable songs on storyingtelling and put them on a cd. or even make scooby driver 10 minutes long. then we could all put on white miniskirts and go-go boots and !dance!. yeah! no, really, it's a good idea. i went to this store in camden market that is full of that kind of thing, clothingwise. oh, it's kind of annoying, yes, but also kind of fun. i didn't buy anything, of course. but you can. i really did have things to say. like contributing to the Topic of Love, a sinister topic that, weaving snakelike through the forest, comes and goes but is never forgotten. but, having written that, i'd obviously rather contribute to the Topic of Being Unintentionally Smutty. but who's kidding whom? it's summer! it's time for Intentional Smut! it's really funny actually b/c it just got hot here yesterday and i went to a poetry/storytelling reading thing and the room was really hot and crowded and all the performers kept commenting about how everyone in attendance was "gooood loookin'" and sexy. and everyone suddenly was! yaay, summer! hm, so that was good. but a crappy thing is that i came back from holiday to find my favourite sushi restaurant closed! not just closed, but boarded up and the phone number disconnected and no forwarding address or anything! gone! and it was so close to my house. i really am quite sad about it. so, on saturday night i said, for some reason or another, 'fuck it, fuck it with knives!' as i sometimes do in certain situations. but this time i was actually around other people. and they were shocked! i might have said 'them' instead of 'it'. but still. i tried to explain how it wasn't *my* expression but came from, uh, an email list i'm on, a belle and sebastian list, and, it's really not as bad as it sounds... i think i started laughing and trailing off at the same time. because to me it's not as bad as it sounds b/c i connect it with sinister and belle and sebastian and i really think it's a great thing to say if you're saying it in an abstract way, which is the only way i've ever said it. *however*, whether a phrase is being said in an 'abstract way' and not a direct and factual way is often confusing to some people (notice i did not say 'dumb people'). 'it's just something to say!', i used in my defense, 'like 'fuck this shit!' calm down please, indie rockers!' and this was at a *trans am* concert, of all places! i obviously have no idea what 'cool' is anymore... ha ha, i totally do. anyway, the other day i read somewhere that 30 is the new 20. this just serves to illustrate that everything in the entire world is fictional. yes, it's all made up, what a surprise, etcetera, etcetera. it's a good thing i never believed in anything to begin with. (except for the power of love. i mean, smut.) right now i am listening to a song that features a rave whistle. yet somehow the song is really good. yeah, so did you hear that 27 is the new 16? agh... i'm going to go put on some black-light clothing now and a glow-in-the-dark tongue stud... (but i must admit that i bought the coolest sleeveless t-shirt in london: it's black and has the green matrix design (yes, from the movie!) on the front and when it's in blacklight parts of the matrix glow and it looks like it's *moving*! oooh!) among other things which will go nameless until i get tonnes of email back from people about how much they love music they can dance to, i bought the new mum cd. and it is quite nice indeed. though lately when i get home i put on sasha's xpander really loud. then i listen to some other things. then i eat something. then i go out and watch the football. in there somewhere i go to work. i have no idea what is going on with my life. so today my alarm clock either didn't go off or did and i chose not to hear it - i woke up to see 9:07 staring back at me. so i lept out of bed in a panic and then realized that, by some stroke of good luck, *nobody cares when i get to work*. so i cooked some sausages up and ate them in a leisurely manner. with toast and tea, of course. way too much tedium and not enough smut, i know. next time = better. robyn ===== I was reading the dictionary. I thought it was a poem about everything. ~Steven Wright ~~~ Robyn Fadden rfadden(a)yahoo.com Vancouver, BC __________________________________________________ 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: Tingle - Class Wank
by kchu＠daimlerchryslerservices.co.uk 14 Jun '02

14 Jun '02

To quote the Dire Straits: >> Good night, now it's time to go home << would be silly, but true. Well, as the ever wise Liz Daplyn pointed out there appear to be a lot of human traffickings that are happening in these times of permutation mutation sensation vibration liquidation nation masturbation etc. what with everyone leaving home, coming home, moving home, missing home, nursing home, kenning Hom etc. and the ever non-conformist me has decided to jump the bandwagon Volkswagon lovewagon etc. and is leaving this sodding job, and moving to London Tendon Camden Sheriden etc. Steve Lamacq Yeah, so today is my last day at work. Times a-changing, I've been joining this list for a good couple of years and posted far too often. My plan was that maybe one day Isobel would accidentally open one of my mails, and fall in love with me, or maybe just send me a reply. It hasn't happened and now even she had left. Sigh. At least there's ee fumblings who would answer my prayers for haikus What a star.. and aren't B&S haiku-tastic fantastic boombastic romantic etc? Anyway what I was going to say is that this work e-mail address won't be operational as of 5pm tonight, when I'd start getting TROLLEYED to celebrate my finishing of this job. So if you have a love letter for me, or god knows what else, you should send them to Kenneth P Y Chu at pykachu100(a)hotmail.com instead. To quote the Dire Straits once more (this e-mail is falling through a downward spiral) >> but he makes it fast with one more thing.. << Matthew Henderson said: >My record store sells "Storytelling" at $10.99. Now, that's AMERICAN >dollars. You know, REAL MONEY. Not that fake kind you use in britain. >Pounds? WTF?? i have a pound babe, and it DOESN'T weight a pound. Metric >what? I agree. I love American Dollars! They all green and plastic looking! If Radiohead had been to America before they made "The Bends" it would have had a song like this A green plastic Dollar Bill for a fake yankee rubber wheel for his fake plastic ferret That she bought from a congressman In a town full of rubber plans to get rid of the middle east etc. and they all look the same! The only thing that distinguishes a dollar "Bill" and a 10 dollar one is a tiny little circle at the corner.. good design. Woo! Bill Bill Bill. Pay my bill with my bill with Bill on the Billboard with Billy Holliday singing Bills Bills Bills in my automobile and then we can chill. Off to fill up my er.. gas tank with a metric gallon of er, gas. On the other hand, I loved the way Brian McNeill expressed his love for the dollar Bill, so passionate, and well worded, I liked the excellent use of "bloody daft". Keep it real guys innit. Ken x P.S.: I think everyone who isn't me are idiots ****************************************************************************** CONFIDENTIALITY STATEMENT This email, its content and any files transmitted with it are intended solely for the addressee(s) and may be legally privileged and/or confidential. Access by any other party is unauthorised without the express written permission of the sender. If you have received this email in error you may not copy or use the contents, attachments or information in anyway. Please destroy it and contact the sender on 0870 840 5000 or via email return. This email has been prepared using information believed by the author to be reliable and accurate, but DaimlerChrysler Services UK Ltd. makes no warranty as to accuracy or completeness. In particular DaimlerChrysler Services UK Ltd. does not accept responsibility for changes made to this email after it was sent. Any opinions expressed in this document are those of the author and do not necessarily reflect the opinions of DaimlerChrysler Services UK Ltd, or its affiliates. CONFIDENTIALITY STATEMENT ****************************************************************************** +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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: He's in love with rock n' roll. woah.
by Brian McNeill 14 Jun '02

14 Jun '02

>My record store sells "Storytelling" at $10.99. Now, that's AMERICAN >dollars. You know, REAL MONEY. Not that fake kind you use in britain. >Pounds? WTF?? i have a pound babe, and it DOESN'T weight a pound. Metric >what? > American money is bloody daft. All the same size and colour, very hard to tell it all apart if you don't pay attention. And ya don't put the sales tax on your advertised prices! grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr brian _________________________________________________________________ Send and receive Hotmail on your mobile device: http://mobile.msn.com +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister(a)missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo(a)missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+

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Sinister: NYC Indiepop Dance Party 2002, feat. Amelia Fletcher, Calvin Johnson & more! Holy Cow!
by amy longcore 14 Jun '02

14 Jun '02

my new sini friend, shirley beans, wanted me to pass this along to you all... wish i could be there! holy poop! amelia fletcher! shirley gets to spin with one of the major loves of my musical life? yep! please excuse my neglecting to get rid of all of the forward markings... i just can't be asked right now :) respect, amykins >--- Shirley Braha <littleshirleybeans(a)yahoo.com> >wrote: > > Date: Mon, 10 Jun 2002 00:42:22 -0700 (PDT) > > From: Shirley Braha <littleshirleybeans(a)yahoo.com> > > Subject: NYC Indiepop Dance Party 2002, feat. > > Amelia Fletcher, Calvin Johnson & more! Holy Cow! > > To: littleshirleybeans(a)yahoo.com > > > > NYC Indiepop Dance Party 2002 > > > > > > Get ready to dance your pants off, or at least bob > > your head whilst standing in the corner drinking Red > > Stripe. > > > > Sunday June 23, 2002 > > 9PM-2AM > > at Bar 13, 3rd Floor, 121 University Place (Near > > Union > > Square) > > > > with DJ sets from: > > **Amelia Fletcher & Rob Pursey (Tender > > Trap/ex-Marine > > Research/Heavenly/Talulah Gosh) > > **Calvin Johnson (K Records/ Beat Happening) > > **Gail O'Hara (Chickfactor) > > **Phofo (Phofo) > > **Shirley Braha (Indiepopradio.com/ Little Shirley > > Beans Records/ yeah thats me) > > **Jason Korzen (ex-Barcelona) > > > > > > Holy Cow! Can you believe that? and you know what > > else? > > its free!!!!!! > > > > This is secretly also my going away temporarily > > party, > > as I'll be by the Jersey Shore this summer (don't > > ask), and then its off to Smith College for a while! > > So be friendly and say goodbye...or hello as the > > case > > may be! > > > > Keep it to the ShirleyBeans.com if you need more > > info > > or are bored. > > > > Love, > > Shirley > > > > > > > > ===== > > >*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+**+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+**+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+* > > Shirley Braha, 2028 East 8 St, Brooklyn NY > > 11223 > > > > OUT NOW! I AM THE WORLD TRADE CENTER / PHOFO 7" > > (bean 02) > > Little Shirley Beans Records & Zines > > www.shirleybeans.com > > Co-Operator www.indiepopradio.com > > Programming Director WFIT > > www.wfitonline.com >*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+**+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+**+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+* > Shirley Braha, 2028 East 8 St, Brooklyn NY 11223 > > OUT NOW! I AM THE WORLD TRADE CENTER / PHOFO 7" (bean 02) > Little Shirley Beans Records & Zines www.shirleybeans.com > Co-Operator www.indiepopradio.com > Programming Director WFIT www.wfitonline.com _________________________________________________________________ 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: He's in love with rock n' roll. woah.
by Matthew Henderson 13 Jun '02

13 Jun '02

I'm wired on nicotine and caffiene right now, so please excuse me. A little while ago, I was at the record store I work at, visiting a friend. There has been a picture of the band Phish up for ages near the counter. Now, no offense to anyone, but I hate Phish. I really do. It's fucking boring. Everytime someone comes into the store and asks for Phish or Widespread Panic, I go to my burned CD which features the Clash's "Mensforth Hill" backwards and forwards. I turn it on and play it loudly, just to annoy them. So anyway, today I got tired of the sight of the four guys from phish, shirtless, looking back at me in some sort of glossy, wet state. I pulled it off, went out back, lit it on fire, and in a completely rock n' roll fashion, lit my cigarette with it. The point? Well, there really isn't one. Except burning things is cool. So everyone, I highly suggest you burn something. The hot, humid summer days in Southern Alabama continue to swelter as I sit around with nothing to do. However, it is nice to see the list in a generally positive manner. Even my dear friend Sara seems to be happy about the way things are going. And idles' brilliant post about childhood made me very happy indeed. My 40 year old british friend (from widnes! that's my content!) who works at the record store was lamenting today about how this is all his life is. I told him that nobody is ever going to be utterly satisfied with their station in life for a very long time. Is this true? I've found it to be. And It seems that way wherever I look. If anyone can tell me to the contrary, i'd absolutely adore you. My record store sells "Storytelling" at $10.99. Now, that's AMERICAN dollars. You know, REAL MONEY. Not that fake kind you use in britain. Pounds? WTF?? i have a pound babe, and it DOESN'T weight a pound. Metric what? Sorry. The caffiene has taken hold. I can feel it anyway. It's in the post. Does anyone know if/when Isobel's Billie Holiday cover album is coming out? If so, is it available in the states? Does it have "Stars Fell on Alabama" on it? Or is that not Billie Holiday...hmm... -Matt _________________________________________________________________ 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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