February 2003 - Sinister

Sinister: its music moves, as if always back to a first love
by Genevieve Wesley 04 Feb '03

04 Feb '03

(couldn't send these last night, so am a day late...tsk) click! monday morning, 3 February 2003 While at the sink in the kitchen, I look out to see that skinny black cat staring at me through the window. Poor neglected thing! His head is too big for his scroungy body. I've nicknamed him Fang, due to his lower gnarled tooth. He sees that I see him and lifts his head in acknowledgement. I go outside, still in slippers and pyjamas, careful not to lock myself out (it is still cold after all) and give Fang some food. I bring water too, which he probably doesn't want. It is not as cold as it has been. Even though it is still ages away, I can feel a hint of spring in the air. sometime in the summer, 2002 Walking in Edinburgh down some particularly lovely street with Honey, Linda, Oon and Keith. No cars can use this street and all the houses are beautiful, with front gardens full of beautiful flowers, fragrant in the early evening sunshine. Slightly drunk, and it is summer, and I am abroad! Indulging in fantasy that when I am a wealthy and successful something or other I will live in one of these houses, and always have friends over, like some artsy commune. We will have freshly squeezed orange juice for breakfast and stroll about the garden, arms linked. later summer, 2002 Sitting on a sofa with Ally, Lucy and Dave. Have finished ice cream and my cheeks are flushed because I keep making myself irn-bru and vodka drink. There is some low-budget Northern Soul video on with a man and a technicolour changing coat, "special" effects. Lucy is trying to do an updo in my hair, fastened with a pencil, but it just isn't sticking! Feeling cozy and happy. Apparently if you are looking at someone's lips that means you want to snog them. I try to avoid looking at lips, which is near impossible. _________________________________________________________________ The new MSN 8: advanced junk mail protection and 2 months FREE* http://join.msn.com/?page=features/junkmail +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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: an ink polaroid. [rather bucolic though].
by Stefano [Steady-State] 04 Feb '03

04 Feb '03

Dear Sinister Sitting by a train window the images are fused and confused. The speed is confusing the shapes and they are being transformed into something new. Slice should be taken only in between the blinks of the eyes. Like catching up a fast bouncing ball you didn´t expect was coming towards you. Hills softly covered in snow on the background. Far enough to be unreal. And a morning sky of pure blue. A kind of colour that can be there only after a storm, cleaned up by the winds blow. Nothing is really happening. Things are frozen in the wait for the next photograph to be taken and stored. The sheep can hardly be seen and some cows in black and white are grouped in corner and keep company and worm each other. This is my snapshot, which has vanished, in a deep long awaited sleep Take care, your Stefano ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* I'll be careful when I drive 'cause I want to see her once before I die. ONQ ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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 Stefano [Steady-State] 04 Feb '03

04 Feb '03

Dear Sinister Sitting by a train window the images are fused and confused. The speed is confusing the shapes and they are being transformed into something new. Slice should be taken only in between the blinks of the eyes. Like catching up a fast bouncing ball you didn´t expect was coming towards you. Hills softly covered in snow on the background. Far enough to be unreal. And a morning sky of pure blue. A kind of colour that can be there only after a storm, cleaned up by the winds blow. Nothing is really happening. Things are frozen in the wait for the next photograph to be taken and stored. The sheep can hardly be seen and some cows in black and white are grouped in corner and keep company and worm each other. This is my snapshot, which has vanished, in a deep long awaited sleep Take care, your Stefano ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* I'll be careful when I drive 'cause I want to see her once before I die. ONQ ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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!n!k! p!o!l!a!r!o!i!d!
by Mark Casarotto 04 Feb '03

04 Feb '03

--------------------- A bijou coffee table in Walthamstow, Sunday. It has been cleared of the usual debris, though a speck of mashed potato still lurks viscously on the edge nearest the camera. The table itself groans under the weight of the day's purchases at the local cash and carry, all stacked up with the precision of prototype skyscrapers at an architects-on-LSD convention. There's 10 tins of mackerel, looming over the militaristic rows of deodorant and shaving cream. The soft lines of half a dozen stacked cans of tuna are offset by the neo-futurist form of 4 and a half litres of scarily blue Fairy liquid. A massive monolith of fabric conditioner dominates the image, and in its shadow scampering bags of stuffed pasta cavort innocently with shiny new razor blades. A receipt lies on top of the impassive and unliftable roll of black binbags, already fraying and unravelling. On a sofa in the background there's the blurred shape of a girl, looking slightly embarrassed at her ex-boyfriend's concept of bargain hunting. --------------------- __________________________________________________ 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: ink polaroids
by Annie Tremp 04 Feb '03

04 Feb '03

better late than never... *** this one's a bit dark because it is nine in the evening, and the flash didn't work. on the left you can see a girl, wrapped up in her winter coat, trudging through the snow. she's staying away from the boys on the right, because they've been throwing snowballs at each other and she doesn't want to get caught in the middle, she's feeling cold enough as it is. one of the boys is at this very instant jumping over a hedge, he's about halfway over. he doesn't know yet that on the other side of that hedge lies a big puddle of icy water, and that he will fall right into it, making a big cartoony *splash* noise. he'll be dripping wet. the girl will giggle, then feel bad about it. *** *** the inside of a car, seen from the front window. outside there's only miles and miles of road, and desert. it's obviously summer, and it looks like it's very hot, you can see the air shimmer in the distance. the car doesn't seem to have air-conditioning, because all the windows are open, and the two girls inside still look very sweaty, even though they're only wearing shorts and tops. they must be going camping, there's a tent, clothes and food lying in the backseat, it all looks very messy. the girl who's driving has jetblack hair, and is loudly singing along with the radio. the blonde girl sitting next to her has put her feet up on the dashboard, and is looking out the window. she's just spotted her first ever roadrunner. she's smiling because it doesn't even remotely resemble the roadrunner from the wile e. coyote cartoon. *** annie xo +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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: smile!
by terry underwear 04 Feb '03

04 Feb '03

******* the boy on the right looks down at his letters and can't believe that he has seven vowels. seven frickin' vowels! he still manages to get 15 points though. the boy on the left adds 15 to the boy on the right's score before glancing down at his letters. he has a nice mix of vowels and consonants. unfortunately the board is a little cramped up, so he slides a few tiles into place for a disappointing single figure score. he takes a swig of beer and thinks that life is okay. sure, a lot of his friends have moved away recently, but this is a great opportunity to meet new people. and to get to know other people better, like the boy on the right. the girl in the background purgingly flicks through her CD collection. in with the new, out with the old. the old green armchair on the far left sits in the corner knowingly. see that bit of paper on top of it? it is a printout of that night's bowling expedition. ******* ******* jeremy ever so stylishly bowls the ball down towards the ten defenceless soldiers. the sound of crashing pins echoes in my ears as jeremy's ball smashes into the soldiers, knocking them in all directions. but one stubborn soldier refuses to go the way of its brothers and sisters. it is rocking back and forth, trying to succeed where its siblings so horribly failed. time slows down as we wait to see the fate of the lone soldier. our eyes transfixed, our mouths agape. the gravity of the situation becomes too much for the soldier, and with pride and dignity it slowly topples over. Jeremy triumphantly returns to the bench as we applaud his successful strike. he may have won the battle this time, but the war is far from over. ******* terry --- here's what i think: http://naivetysucceeds.blogspot.com caitlin and terry's sinister recipe tree archives: http://www.joannou.net/topofthestairs/sinifood/ _____________________________________________________________ Get 25MB, POP3, Spam Filtering with LYCOS MAIL PLUS for $19.95/year. http://login.mail.lycos.com/brandPage.shtml?pageId=plus&ref=lmtplus +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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: silver friends
by Helen McLean 04 Feb '03

04 Feb '03

2nd February, late Sunday night.. Look, thats me on the left of the couch, with two boys sitting on the right. We're all watching a movie, you can't quite see what it is, but its in black and white so the glow from the telly is a little different than usual. Both of them are tapping their feet and hands to the soundtrack only slightly, but they don't realise it. I do though, and my attention is distracted and I smile to myself as I glance in their direction. They are new friends, and I am thinking to myself that I am glad I met them here, in this new place. But I also think of old far away friends at the same time. And one friend in particular. We haven't talked or written or emailed in a week and I suddenly realise that this is the longest time for the three and a half years we've known each other that we haven't been in contact. 'If he was here, he would be tapping his feet too' I think. ******* Now just a short note.. including some San Fran list abuse... Yes I'm back. In a new place, now. Moving on your own to a new city in which you know no-one is an odd experience. But it has been a good one so far. Its kind of liberating actually, and I have surprised myself most of all with my own confidence. Meeting people is easy, especially when you have a novel accent. Speaking of meeting people.....calling all San Francisco listees.... do you want to meet up mid-february when I will be in your delightful city?? Mail me off list if you do.. and I promise I will bring you presents. Honest. But let me tell you that you may have alot to live up to as in my limited experience of meeting sinister people I have never met a sinister I didn't like :) Awww, you guys... Helen xx +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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: silver friends
by Helen McLean 04 Feb '03

04 Feb '03

2nd February, late Sunday night.. Look, thats me on the left of the couch, with two boys sitting on the right. We're all watching a movie, you can't quite see what it is, but its in black and white so the glow from the telly is a little different than usual. Both of them are tapping their feet and hands to the soundtrack only slightly, but they don't realise it. I do though, and my attention is distracted and I smile to myself as I glance in their direction. They are new friends, and I am thinking to myself that I am glad I met them here, in this new place. But I also think of old far away friends at the same time. And one friend in particular. We haven't talked or written or emailed in a week and I suddenly realise that this is the longest time for the three and a half years we've known each other that we haven't been in contact. 'If he was here, he would be tapping his feet too' I think. ******* Now just a short note.. including some San Fran list abuse... Yes I'm back. In a new place, now. Moving on your own to a new city in which you know no-one is an odd experience. But it has been a good one so far. Its kind of liberating actually, and I have surprised myself most of all with my own confidence. Meeting people is easy, especially when you have a novel accent. Speaking of meeting people.....calling all San Francisco listees.... do you want to meet up mid-february when I will be in your delightful city?? Mail me off list if you do.. and I promise I will bring you presents. Honest. But let me tell you that you may have alot to live up to as in my limited experience of meeting sinister people I have never met a sinister I didn't like :) Awww, you guys... Helen xx +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister(a)missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo(a)missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+

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Sinister: how could I resist?
by Sean Howell 04 Feb '03

04 Feb '03

Dearest Sinister, Despite the fact that it's only ink polaroid day for another 10 minutes here, and that the keyboard I'm typing on has a malfunctioning space bar, I still am going to take part in Ink Polaroid Day! So without further ado, here I go. **It's cold, probably 33 degrees, the sky is the dark shade of grey that it typically is in Maryland during the month of Janurary, and it's raining on me. A raindrop spattered Kamel Red Light hangs from my mouth, and my glasses are in dire need of a good drying off. The look on my face says one thing, and one thing only..."Sean, you silly boy, how could you leave the umbrella next to the front door??" Oh well, fortunately Tydings Hall is only a few yards away.** **The sky is uncharacteristically blue for this time of year, especially given the weather we've had here as of late. I sit in my well worn old car, with Kristina in the passanger seat. I'm wearing brown corduroys, the white short-sleeved collared shirt I had procured the day earlier, and pedals of the car are being worked by a pair of red and white trainers. Speeding past the windows are rolling hills, and quaint farms in the distance. We are approaching the mountains, and the look of laughter is on our faces as we are discussing the fabled Hello Kitty vibrator. All seems well in the world, needless to say.** **It's a brisk day, and I've happily found myself in the passanger seat, which is incedentally on the side I am accustomed to driving on, of a very handsome and noteworthy automobile. Yes indeed, Max. We are driving to get some coffee, and I'm enjoying lovely stories of Glasgow. In the lower corner of the picture one can see me going for the non-existant brake pedal with my right foot, as I'm quite used to having to do so quite frequently when sitting on this side of a car. You can also see the look of amusement on my face that is a result of having tried to press a pedal that is not there. However if you didn't look closely, you might not ever know just what I found so funny.** Phew, I did it, and with 3 whole minutes to spare. I am ever the procrastinator! Well, I should wrap this up quickly so it's still being sent on the right day. Before I go I just want to give a *HUGE* public thank you to the people who sent me gifts for the sinister xmas gift exchange...they all were wonderful and truly lit up my holidays. In fact, I'm using one of my Bowling coasters right this very instant! Well, I'm just barely making it, so off this goes! Sleep well fair Sinister. Love and Procrastination, Sean P.S. - Ulla, Ritva, and Dimitra, I will send you emails this week. :) _________________________________________________________________ Add photos to your messages with MSN 8. Get 2 months FREE*. http://join.msn.com/?page=features/featuredemail +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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 life is an index i'm looking you up.
by rrrrobyn 04 Feb '03

04 Feb '03

oh, sinister. you. it's nice that people like to take photos, ink or otherwise. they are good things. i worry that i don't take enough. so i took two rolls last wkend during my birfday party. haven't gotten the prints back, but here's one of the ink ones: I'm in my kitchen and the house is full of people, most of whom are wearing track suits, it being a track-suit party. I've got a black and turquoise Reebok warm-up suit on and am drunkly (yet eloquently, yes, eloquently) pontificating about whether to become a jock or not because, damn, this track suit is so comfortable and makes the best swish-swish noises. The ink photo right after this one shows me picking up my friend Neil, who plays rugby and is dressed as Rocky (Rocky 1, of course) and looks the part. I've got him balanced sideways on my lower back. His neck towel has fallen off. It's my only impressive party trick, this picking up of people. But anyone can do it. Another ink photo, to partially explain my sinister quietness: That's me in mid-December, sitting on my bed, cross-legged, leaning in a little towards my laptop to better read its screen in what's become the dim light of my bedroom. Is it something like 3 a.m.? There's that 3 a.m. hum of streetlights outside and the 3 a.m. hum of laptop inside; the loudest hums in the world. Yes, it's something like that time. I'm typing and deleting, cutting and pasting a paper together. I haven't bothered to change my pants in a few days (though I've managed to change my underwear, which I count as "keeping it together, yo"), logic being that pants don't get dirty enough through the act of reading and writing alone. Spinner.com plays jazz through my tinny laptop speakers. I got tired of the indie rock stations an hour ago. I believe I'm writing about cinema and the cyborg eye, quoting the sticky-noted bits from the 20 or so books and articles surrounding me on the bed and then attempting cleverness with my own words. I have no idea how well I'm going about it, but I'm typing fast. I'm so very "back in school"; when someone says articulate, I say how high. woodwork, coming out of. sinister, singing praises of. sighing, long and contemplative. x, robyn. ===== I was reading the dictionary. I thought it was a poem about everything. ~Steven Wright ~~~ Robyn Fadden rfadden(a)yahoo.com Montreal, QC __________________________________________________ Do you Yahoo!? Yahoo! Mail Plus - Powerful. Affordable. Sign up now. http://mailplus.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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