June 2002 - Sinister - missprint.org

Sinister: sinister: all the way back home
by laurel lemming 05 Jun '02

05 Jun '02

dear sinister, the boy has just told me that he's coming into town. and my inbox has just told me that 'bel left the band. my emotions are all in a tangle. I don't know if the boy likes b+s like I do; of course, he's forced to listen while I beat the rug or wash the dishes and sing aloud, but I don't know if it makes his heart jump to hit the same notes that stuart/stevie/sarah/sssssssssmakes in the same air when singing along at the top of your lungs and dancing like a mad girl against the railings. but I forwarded him the email anyway. and brasil won yesterday 2-1, but I was watching the game from the foot of my great-grandmother's hospital bed. and my friend got a lovely high-paying job, but only after I had turned it down when they offered me $6 an hour less. one of those weeks. but the boy is coming into town. 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: is it wrong not to always be glad?
by Dirty Vicar 04 Jun '02

04 Jun '02

the latest Dublin Sinister get together proved to be yet another evening of non-stop excitement. All three of Ms Christine Infanger, the fair lady Rener, and your humble correspondent went out and scoffed food before visiting Dublin's oldest public house where handily they had actually got some more beer in since they opened. and in a few weeks time, the fun is going to renew itself. Because you see, Mr The Pinefox is coming over to Dublin on the weekend of the 14th and 15th of June. I'm not quite sure which evening he is available for socialising as he has various other important things to attend to. But whichever night he is available, we are going to go to The Palace bar on Fleet Street (not the Palace on Camden Street where rugger buggers literally kick each other to literal death). As you know, this is the pub where various Irish literary figures used to drink, and we are going to sit Mr The Pinefox at the very seat Flann O'Brien used to sit at, unless it is already occupied. so, if you want to come along and have a good time, mail me offlist and we'll see what we can do. this will be a two cornered Sinister v. I-Love-Everything/Music all in chatfest, so it's important there is more of us than there is of them. I noticed from reading Sinister that some d-d fool has been badmouthing a concert appearence by popular Icelandic band Múm. I went to see the same outfit play some music here in Dublin, and I enjoyed it a lot. the twin sisters didn't like like the cover of FWGSDGSDGS anymore, and in fact barely looked like twins. One of them looked like she was very *shy* while the other looked kind of *mental*. of the boys, didn't one look a bit like Aaron from the Bowlie Boards? something for everyone, really. for all that the music was completely different they reminded me a bit of the first time I saw B&S - but the comparison is in Múm's favour because while like our heroes they were doing the swapping instruments thing (so that everyone played every instrument in the course of the evening) they were much better at it... no long between song gaps or people throwing tantrums and smashing their guitars. which reminds me of the news about how B&S are losing another member. I think this is bad news, and might be minded to mutter things like "the beginning of the end", particularly when combined with the news of Jeepster's apparent descent into stasis (interestingly, this has been much more discussed on the Bowlie Boards than here, despite Sinister's rep as the premier B&S forum). Ms Campbell may have had a weedy voice but she brought a certain something to the band and I think her departure will have more long term effect than that of Stuard David. But still, as Robert Jordan says, the wheel turns, and nothing continues unchanged. And the last time I saw B&S live (Belfast, Christmas) they didn't seem like a band on the brink of dissolution or terminal decline. so hope springs eternal. In a way, is the band not like a team of footballers who are a few players down and desperately trying to defend a one goal lead until the final whistle blows? I'd like to think that we are there on the side of the pitch, cheering them on. bless you all, the dirty vicar +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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: photographic phootball phestival (new picnic pics!)
by Robert Brennan 04 Jun '02

04 Jun '02

Hello, my name is Rob and I like Belle & Sebastian. I've been taking photos of some of you lot at recent pic-a-nics in Greenwich and Brighton. You can see them here: http://liquid2k.com/robster75/sinister.html Featured events include the adventures of Ben Apps' hat and some frantic beach footie action. Sorry to hear about Isobel - best of luck to her in whatever she chooses to do. Can't comment on Toryspelling yet as I haven't heard it. Want it want it want it NOW! Laters, Robster http://liquid2k.com/robster75 __________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Everything you'll ever need on one web page from News and Sport to Email and Music Charts http://uk.my.yahoo.com +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister(a)missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo(a)missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+

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Sinister: and everything you think and everything you feel is alright
by rrrrobyn 04 Jun '02

04 Jun '02

sinister! hello! agh, bleah, splat! i made it back home to canada yesterday after 3 and a half weeks in london (and several days of that in paris, amsterdam and oxford), but still have no grasp on reality. seriously, everything looks fuzzy. and not fuzzy cute. fuzzy weird. you know, when you get back from holiday and everything is familiar but really much more like a twilight zone episode than it should be. yeah, that. and also, time is moving really slowly. all in all, i'd rather be in london. but hey, vancouver is beautiful at least even though a bit slow. london was non-stop fun and fabulous. it made me ask myself what is probably an oft-asked question: 'am i insane or am i in london?' and also 'am i truly myself here or have i lost myself entirely?' ah ha. er. really though, aren't there a number of realities we move through? and each one leads us to better understand ourselves. yeah, that's it. right now though my self wants to rock. but instead my self is sitting at work and opening 3 weeks worth of mail. one of the greatest things of all was seeing Le Tigre at the astoria on friday night. Le Tigre!!! it was so so so good. it was amazing. religious. it was like being 17 again at lolapalooza but without the lameness and insecurities of being a teenager and liking music that may have well been shite (but was good at the time.) Le Tigre however are the furthest thing from shite. they are rock. solid. and everyone there knew all the words. and *i* knew all the words. and everyone got really sweaty jumping up and down and shaking their fists in rock fashion and so did i. yaay! and even better is that (the famed) mark casarotto came to the show too. and despite the 'faggy but nice' descriptor, the boy can rock. and does rock :) among other greatest things of all: - sinister brighton picnic at which i drank a lot of things which caused drunkeness. but so did everyone else, so ha ha. oh, it was so much fun. i really could have sat on that beach forever talking to people and just simply being there among all that. aaah. and we also watched eurovision, which i almost didn't understand, but then realized that i was making it out to be much more complex than it actually is. which is 'not complex in the slightest'. i suppose i could have put my glasses on to read the subtitles better, but that would have required removing the glass of whisky from my lips. not worth it. anyway, yaaay for everyone there, and yaaay for sinister! - the dancing/clubbing i partook in which caused massive sleep deprivation and consequent recovery sessions, but was really just too much fun. i may start buying dance music. my god... but really, can one get enough sasha? i didn't even think i liked trance (or rather is it progressive house uplifting trance etc?). but, like everything, if it's crap it's crap and if it's good it's good. or something. also, i love descriptions of dance music, ie: 'yeah, this is, um, uplifting breakbeat progressive house techno trance.' ha ha. no, really, i've heard this come out of people's actual mouths. - everything on toast. yeah. bring it on. - all the huge insanely gigantic buildings in paris. i mean, really, you'd revolt too. however, it being 2002, i chose to climb all the spiral staircases in these things instead. and then take pictures like the bastard tourist i am. - the underground and metro systems. how much do i love underground public transportation? so much! it takes you everywhere you want to go! it's fast! (usually) and there are all these signs to read and announcements about stops and gaps and termination points. wow. i *love it*. i actually love the skytrain in vancouver too even though it's above ground, but it only has one line and is therefore just not as exciting. toronto's subway is good too, though again, only two lines. new york's subway rocks my world as well. and i'm moving to montreal in september and what do they have there? a subway!!! joy. - a thousand other things that i can barely bring myself to think about because really so much was so good. okay then, the reality impairment remains. but i think i'll be fine. a little sad for a bit though. sadness that makes it a little hard to breathe. hm. phew. oh, i have the rob/y/ins tape! and therefore i have a mission! okay, more drivel at a later date. mmm, drivel. on toast. love and things much like it, 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. 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Sinister: cummings and goings
by Gordon 04 Jun '02

04 Jun '02

Well hello there, well here. You too? AH! What a LOVELY weekend! Flags waving for the jubilee and that wobbly golden coach for the Queen of Britain and the other countries. Which countries are in the Commonwealth these days anyway? Is Gibralta in it? Does a colony count? Does a flea fly? Or just jump? What about the Falklands? Tell me, Queen. I am your ignorant subject. Or maybe I'm a citizen. Can I be both? Do I want to be? I'm right royally, loyally confused, maybe. Perhaps I'm sure almost. Isobel's going. You know what: we should all nominate a new member and petition the band to instate the person getting the most of our votes. Laetitia Sadier, ex-Stereolab, anyone? Hey, she can sing in French, after all. Good luck Isobel. I always liked your bottom, not that I ever got close. I didn't need to. He he. Aww. All power to the Gentle Waves. I enjoyed a delightful afternoon yesterday amongst the ruins of Inchmahome Priory, which is located on a verdant islet in on the Lake of Menteith, Scotland's only lake. A blue motor boat takes you there from a stone jetty on the mainland. 12 persons max. The lifejackets are stored in a plastic tub. I was sitting next to the tub. This fact is of no interest. Yes. It was sunny! All the colours were especially colourful on the island. Mowed grass, that gluppy sound of water lapping into a confined space (I just love that sound), scented vegetation, warm crumbly ancient stonework sprouting wildflowers and an arch holding a perfect little vignette of a budding sapling against the water's edge. Twee as a button. This paragraph is about Friday, 31st May 2002. On Friday, I wandered along to the Boywit Thomas's pubnic. 96 and Michael(?) and some others came and went, including Gavin. Hullo Gavin. That was me in the red and white stripey shirt. Lucy saved me the embarrassment of going into the ladies' lavatories by mistake. Almost. Eek. I got a round of applause, however, from three men drinking beer in a banqueted booth with stained-glass screening, all traditional pub-like. The men by the lavatory door were more interested in their fruit machine/quiz/trivial pursuit but noticed too, as did the grinning bar-person. Talking of Lucy, I think it is she who moderates this list: http://groups.yahoo.com/group/glasgow-indie All yous glasgae indi should join. I hope to get along to National Pop League next time. And then there's Breamsy's picnic on the horizon, plus new people coming to Glasgow, either forever or for a bit. Yeay! Hopefully I shall have a new job by then. I took a month off after the last one, foolishly thinking my agency would come up with a nice shiny new one straight away, but they are SO SLOW! I was in to talk to one of the guys at the agency just before the pubnic and it transpired that I need a 'character reference' along with my prof. ones. This, for some reason, launched me into a chasm of gloom and self doubt. Who shall I ask? Do I have any friends who will lie for me? Do I know any responsible grown ups? Why am I such a disaster adult? What have I done with my life? And generally entered yet another micro mid life crisisette. Ha! I have one now. No problem. To think I was worried about it. Pah! Brian Wilson mini thread. I thought the guy looked unusually compos mentos. He should loose the salmon-coloured tie, light grey suit and bouffant hair though, because he looked like a Slightly Senile Senator. And yeah, when he started waving his arms at the crowd in the manner of kiddie the toy orkestra konductor (I'm making the allusion up, since someone else has already referred to supermarionation)... And everybody at that concert sang pretty much out of tune. It was pretty excruciating to listen to, as were Mum (sorry! it must be said) when I attended their concert last Monday in the old 13th Note, new Barfly. I'm sure their recordings benefit from better sound balance, allowing their true talent to emerge in all its Icelandicness. Unfortunately on this occasion a combination of bass-hum and drums drowned the delicacies out. It was a bizarre and fun experience watching them though. One of the twins said hello to the audience in a twinkly shy, sweet way and I was smitten for a bit. For those of you not in the know, the Mum twins feature on the Fold Your Pheasant cover. The other twin started off playing the cello, but not for long (I'll get round to this) and had a white top on that beat even Senator Amedala's lycra number. But watching these guys! It was like they were in a kitchen full of musical instruments, cooking up a groovy musical fondue. Apart from their drummer, who remained behind his kit, the other four wandered around picking up this and that and tinkering, blowing, squeezing, fingering and occasionally singing lilting 'la's and breathy 'ah's. They all took turns to play just about everything each. It kinda worked. A couple of them even stopped to chat or wander off stage for a while safe in the knowledge that the general soundscape would meander on, like harmonious cheese melting rhythmically, in their absence. No. I'm not on acid. I'm trying to make this all sound interesting. I know I may be failing. The supporting act, James Yorkston & the Athletes, except there was only one athlete, playing a harmonium and a pedal-operated tambourine, were superb, in a novel folky way. Nice finger-pickin' guitar! They have a new record coming out on Domino. Summer's cummings! With a nod to ee fumblings, I found this summer haiku by Edwin Morgan: Pool. Pe opl e plop! Cool. Now all we need is for the rain to stop. At least, that is, in Scotland and, I believe, In Chile. Of course, it's not nearly summer in the places where it's nearly winter, but you get my drift, yes? mmm, maybe. ok Good. Gordon +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister(a)missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo(a)missprint.org. 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Sinister: Norway
by v/x 04 Jun '02

04 Jun '02

Hello, and excuse the so not list related posting! In fact this is blatant list abuse. I am leaving for Norway in two weeks. Practically. I'll be arriving in Oslo on June 20. Now I have little plans, other than that I want to see the midnight sun (the most southern place to do so stated in my travel guide is Bodø .... are there places more in the south? On the map it looks like it ... And what is the best way to get there? Especially the cheapest way? I don't have all that much spending cash so I got to watch my budget. I plan to either camp, or stay in youth-hostels) Actually what I want is a) meet people (Oslo, southern Norway) b) pointers from people who live there or have been there and are willing to share experiences What I give a) my eternal gratefulness to you b) some present or other :) Private replies, please :-) best everything, Vanessa -- I am not a misanthropist, some of my best friends are human. http://www.clodia.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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by James Danson-Hatcher 04 Jun '02

04 Jun '02

How has your weekend been? I've had a very beautiful one myself. Miss Cay said that Slumber Party were playing on Saturday. For a brief moment I was glad of living in Leicestershire (of the good things about the midlands are the fast trains to London). The Arts Cafe is nice and small isn't it, so good. The first band were(in my eyes) unremarkable. I wandered over to the table in corner where Miss Alicia sized me up for a tshirt "you're a kinna skinnyguy, this'll be for you" and prodded me in the tummy. I quite like Americans you know. Not the ones on telly, just real ones. Tender Trap and The Lollies played pretty stuff before the Detriot Girls did wonderful things that made people sway about alot. ...they really were the best band I have ever seen live and the feeling stayed with me through the sleepless night following, through busy Tube trains, and till the last moments I spent sitting on Primrose Hill overlooking my beautiful capital. With regard to Matildas post.... ....I think the trouble is that all to many people watch films or listen to music where they're told "this is romantic", "this is what love is like". They expect standing under the Eiffel tower and gazing in to eyes that make knees tremble. How about this for my idea of 'love'. Shes your friend, one of your circle(or could be). Not a storm running into your life and spinning you round, but maybe more of an energy amplifing the goodness you have in your life, feel hugged when you think of her and a nice thought that keeps you going when you feel crackered at work or college. Everso often both found looking at the other through colours even others can see a bit of. Proudly waving my Union Jack ,James. _________________________________________________________________ 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: Isobel
by patrick doyle 04 Jun '02

04 Jun '02

wotcha, I just wanted to wish Isobel the best of luck in whatever she does, following her recent departure from Belle and Sebastian. She will be greatly missed by me, and I'm sure a lot more of you out there :) Good Luck Isobel Patrick xx _________________________________________________________________ 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: i can't see the point of patient love when everyone just wants to get fucked.
by lindsey baker 04 Jun '02

04 Jun '02

hello sinister. i have been trying to think of an answer to matilda's question for a while now, and have come up short with pretty words. i wanted to write about standing alone on a dark road, having just come away from sitting on a porch swing with a boy i used to love, and probably still do. we swang for a while, eventually letting our meaningless small talk evaporate into the humid sky, making no music together save for the creaking of the swing, moving back and forth with the motion of his foot as he set the pace of rocking. i left, after a bit, and smoked, standing next to my car and looking down the curving road of his new neighborhood. the street was lined with trees, big trees with lots of leaves. the night was dark and windy, and with those trees and that wind, you could hear the breeze coming before it reached your face. i turned my eyes upward, and let my head follow. i closed my eyes, then, and breathed in. how do you fall in love the right way? i exhaled, again, like i was supposed to that night, and came home. i read a poem. and i think it might have the answer, if only i could grow old and discover just what it is that makes people go along alone for a while, standing at midnight in new streets in old towns, feeling the wind and the sky and the sound of moving nowhere, remembering the easy mindless movement from forward to backward, remembering a kiss in a street somewhere else, in another time. the poem talks about things i know. things in may. things blinded. i have tried to discern the difference between loving someone and the idea of something, the difference between having some kind of love reciprocated by a boy or only, in reality, getting fucked over by a boy. i don't know how it works. william carlos williams does. we, at this point, are the children of which he speaks, and i hate us for it. The Ivy Crown The whole process is a lie, unless, crowned by excess, it break forcefully, one way or another, from its confinement-- or find a deeper well. Antony and Cleopatra were right; they have shown the way. I love you or I do not live at all. Daffodil time is past. This is summer, summer! the heart says, and not even the full of it. No doubts are permitted-- Though they will come and may before our time overwhelm us. We are only mortal but being mortal can defy our fate. We may by an outside chance even win! We do not look to see jonquils and violets come again but there are, still, the roses! Romance has no part in it. The business of love is cruelty which by our wills, we transform to live together. It has its seasons, for and against, whatever the heart fumbles in the dark to assert toward the end of May. Just as the nature of briars is to tear flesh, I have proceeded through them. Keep the briars out, they say. You cannot live and keep free of briars. Children pick flowers Let them. Though having them in hand they have no further use of them but leave them crumpled at the curb's edge. At our age the imagination across the sorry facts lifts us to make roses stand before thorns. Sure love is cruel and selfish and totally obtuse-- At least, blinded by the light, young love is. But we are older, I to love and you to be loved, we have, no matter how, by our wills survived to keep the jeweled prize always at our fingertips. We will it so and so it is past all accident. ***** maybe we'll get it right some day. 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: I apologise profusely, in advance.
by Jamie Harrison 04 Jun '02

04 Jun '02

Hi there, It's been a while since I posted, and this definitely isn't going to be a great one, so be warned!! There's been a few posts about the jubilee celebrations. Although I actually quite "like" Lizzie, I haven't really taken any notice of the televisual feast for the past few days, apart from when Buckingham Palace caught fire. That seemed a bit co-incidental to me, not that I'm suggesting anything... I didn't see any of the live music, I had no desire to watch the likes of Atomic Kitten, Gareth Gates or Ozzy Osbourne. His latest hit is awful, I am not a fan of rock music, so a heavy track would wind me up anyway, but the "Godfather of Rock's" return sounds more suited to the likes of Daniel O'Donnell to me, the lyrics anyway. Slow, mushy and extremely dull. No disrespect to any fans of Dreamer out there. Tuesday 4th June 2002, 14.08, one of the saddest things I've heard in a while appeared in my in-box. Isobel leaving, such a shame. I wish her well though, in fact I noticed a new release album in a few weeks for her solo project on Dot-music. I assume this will be the Gentle Waves, unless she is actually "going solo" in the true sense of the word. Both the previous albums feature frequently on my "playlist" so I will be picking this up, when it arrives... Yeah right, that reminds me, it's about time I played Sister Woman again. The news of Isobel's departure comes only weeks after another of my favourite bands future looks a little grim. I hope, if I can actually say this, that it isn't a "wind up" or I'll be left with egg over my face. Ugh!! get it off me! "Tim Gane and Laetitia Sadier of STEREOLAB (!!!!) have announced that they are to split." Thought's of ABBA, and Sonny & Cher minimal though it is, spring to mind. If there are any fans of Stereolab on this list firstly "hi!" and secondly you will be able to appreciate what a hole there would be if this group were to split altogether. My main focus of attention recently has been on the World Cup, which is odd because I'm not an avid footie fan. This is mainly because I am so clumbersome and could not play a game to save my life! After England's pretty dire second half, it was great to see Brazil yesterday, and one of my favourite matches so far had to be Japan & Belgium earlier today. It was good to see both host countries fairing well. I look forward with anticipation to Friday, and hope that good fortune is on our side...for once! Went to see Le Tigre at the Social in Nottingham last week, pretty good band. The album is a real grower, Feminist Sweepstakes. I'm told by a mate that on recent tours they actually made the male fans stand at the back. Forget Spice Girls, I'd say that's real Girl Power, but that's so 1996 anyway. The next band to consider seeing live are the Moldy Peaches, but Who's Got the Crack? Unfortunately for Matilda (assuming that she'd want to spend an evening with me!!) they're playing the Boat Club in Nottingham on June 14th, it's a bit too far for me to travel to Goteborg!! Anyway I've just realised that's tonight!! Duh, I need to wake up and smell the coffee!! I'd better wrap this up before I get any more complaints. I sense that look of sheer torture that you've endured while reading this twaddle. I'm sorry, but quality posts just won't come from my direction! Cheerio! Jamie :-) * P.S. Anyone know anything about Dot Allison please mail me off list. You could also offer guidance on creating better posts, if you feel so inclined!! Cheers. +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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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