February 2003 - Sinister

Sinister: funny horror faces
by melanie laubach 20 Feb '03

20 Feb '03

dear sinister people, you probably won't know me, as i'm keeping quiet most of the time. reading some of your mails makes me always feel....better : ) (inspired by astrid i'm also wearing a black cord today. and a blue 'pan am' girlie tee. but i'll maybe swap that for the black afri cola (a 70s record player logo) or just any plain one) i have to pass a very important exam today. it's the zwischenprüfung, some kind of exam you have to pass in the 'middle' of your studies. i'm studying english, by the way. not to name philosophy (which is a great and sadly not too funny joke) and yiddish. well, the exam consisted of a written part -done last friday, but i'll be getting the results only today. and i'm having such a bad bad bad feeling about it....i guess i failed miserably. especially in the vocabulary part. multiple choice answers for, well, really uncommon vocabulary. e.g. doing this and that brought us to the ____ of ruin a) rim b) brisk c) brim d) fringe i've never heard any of these words before. well sure, all of them mean 'edge' in a way.....well, i know a rim shot from drumming, but this didn't help. apart from the fact i still haven't figured out what is actually correct, i don't even remember what i've chosen. i think i went for fringe..... not to speak about the grammar, the idioms and the translation part. my word. i can only remember that i wrote 'map' instead of 'folder', which is a typically german and highly embarassing mistake in the sentence 'will you put the folder back on the shelf, please' this does ring a bell... a certain song, doesn't it?! well and today there is this oral exam. in two hours to be precise. wich is just some kind of small talk with two teachers. they want to see if i'm capable of talking with sb in english. and they will ask me questions like 'what do you particularly like about your studies' (what am i to say? i like having a lot of free time? i like working here and theres besides university? oh dear) or 'have you ever been to britain or america?' stuff like this. BUT maybe i won't have to answer any of these questions as i maybe didn't pass the written part. they'll tell me the results only in this oral exam! what am i gonna do when i've failed? burst into tears right in front of them? or keep my jar clenched until it's over.....they'll give me some kind of counseling then. this is so dreadful. i don't want to go there. it's horrible. it's frightening. what if i failed? but i'll be in good company then, as they never forgot to tell us 'even native speakers have failed'....and like 60% of the students are failing..... what if i didn't fail the written part and fail in the oral exam? i want to pass this shit so i can forget about all that. but there is hope: i'll be meeting the wonderful woman i'm in love with later on. well, we are not lovers actually, but i'm working on that. anyway, she'll keep me company. 'as long as you are by my side my dear'. have you ever left milk (or tea or coffee with milk) in a thermos jug overnight and then taken a sip? why is this so horrible? is it the vacuum that makes the milk taste so disgusting? i always thought a vacuum would preserve. but, right, i admit, there must have been some air in there, too. oh well, it's time to slowly leave.... have a nice day! melanie +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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 polaroid (recent exposure)
by jim taylor 20 Feb '03

20 Feb '03

This is one of me at 2.37 in the morning, in my slightly tidier (yet still unpleasantly messy) bedroom in Hackney, London. You might have expected me to have sorted the untidy bedroom out by now, being 29 and all. It's taken from the landing. The bedroom door isn't closed for once as my landlord is away, which provides some relief and psychological space. I'm sitting - in a way that's probably very bad for my back - on a 'back chair', i.e. something that is supposed to encourage you to adopt a posture that is good for your back. If you sit on it in the right way, of course. I'm mostly dressed, and have the taste of dental mouthwash in my mouth (though admittedly that is hard to see). I'm relatively clean shaven by my standards, just a couple of days growth. My long hair is tied back, it is to be cut off soon I decided the previous day. The expression on my face doesn't really give away my feelings, as I sit silently at my computer, typing, and taking care with grammar for once. I've recently found out by email, that a legal department at a prestigious hospital in Los Angeles have said that a member of staff isn't allowed to sign a training agreement. It was part of a scheme that would have entitled me to get a visa to do a 2 month Occupational Therapy fieldwork placement in April. I'm reflecting as I type, upon the conversation I had a short while ago with a wonderful fellow Belle & Sebastian fan, I've been lucky enough to call my girlfriend for the past few months. We've acknowledged that this probably means the end of our relationship and that it probably wouldn't make sense for me to come out for another holiday. I'd never told anyone before I met her that I loved them. jim x p.s. If you (or your close relative) happen to be on the Los Angeles County Department Of Health Board of Supervisors then you could solve my problem. But you may be slightly busy with your imploding health infrastructure, I do appreciate. +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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: a.s.t.r.i.d is reading my thoughts today
by Christine Irene 19 Feb '03

19 Feb '03

How strange. I just read some lovely posts from y'all. When I got to Astrid's I was a bit frightened. She mentioned Dawson's Creek...and, in particular, Dawson being creepy looking. I have always thought, and was thinking again this morning, that he looks just like Tigger....you know, from Winnie the Pooh. Really, paint him orange and stripe him.... a twin. Though I suppose that we can't do that as it would ruin the song "the wonderful thing about tigger's is that I'm the only one." Also, young Astrid mentioned the thing about parents having sex. eww. A funny thing happened to me whilst in Florida for my Dad's memorial. I was going through some of his things with my Step-Mother and, while looking in his nightstand for his watch and wallet, I found a book titled "How To Please Your Lover Every Night" or something similar. I ran away from it, as if it were going to bite me. How disgusting is it to imagine your parents doing things like that. Considering that my father had 7 children, I guess he has dabbled in "romantic encounters"...I am quite happy in thinking that a stork brought me, thank you very much. it is a relatively mild day here in Chicagoish. The girls and I took a nice long walk...it was nice to get some fresh air. This morning, Olivia and I went to the supermarket. I saw the fire truck outside and thought I would get to see my cute fireman...alas, I had to settle on seeing his associates :o( I got lots o' replies from sinisters today...a couple of whom I have never seen post. You all should post, really. We love you. People often think they need some big, important nihilistic ideas to post....look at me, I never have anything worthwhile to say, and I post all of the time. :o) On a closing note. I am officially obsessed with Oscar Wilde. I find myself thinking about him far more than a 25 year old American girl should be thinking about a dead, Irish, homosexual writer. I can't help it, the man was and still is AMAZING!!!!! I got an email from this man, David, on my Oscar Wilde list. He told me I was charming. Awww. I love Oscar Wilde. :o) to quote tigger...ttfn..ta ta for now! "The only thing worse than being talked about, is not being talked about." Oscar Wilde ~stine __________________________________________________ Do you Yahoo!? Yahoo! Shopping - Send Flowers for Valentine's Day http://shopping.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: Adverb tastic
by Ian porter 19 Feb '03

19 Feb '03

My prelims started today, I had English first this morning. Did the interperatation on erm, passages about the Concorde crash, I'd forgotten about that 113 people died you know. But art was the real hard one *loud, disagreeing voices from back of room* No, seriously,it is. It was the art and design studies part, and we had to write like, NON STOP for TWO AND A HALF hours. I mean, a TWENTY MARK essay on a big lurid, manky loooking gortex jacket thing. I used up my entires years supply of adverbs in those two hours, no I cant describe anything, at all. I said 'striking' 23 times, and managed to fit the word 'Concomitant' in. And 'This Is Just A Modern Rock Song' was in my head the whole time and i was waering cords. _________________________________________________________________ Surf together with new Shared Browsing http://join.msn.com/?page=features/browse&pgmarket=en-gb&XAPID=74&DI=1059 +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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: trauma from a love angel
by hannah brown 19 Feb '03

19 Feb '03

hello, Thanks Stu for your accounts of the interview, it was a very intersting read. I will have to buy a DVD player now. I was having a reasonable cheerful time yesterday and then it all went a bit wrong. I went to college as usual and bought a hot chocolate from the bar, the barman then gave me my money back and said i could have it for free. I asked him why, he went red and said he had messed it up because he didn't put enough chocolate in . I smiled and said thanks, but when i tried it there was nothing wrong with it. That made me happy. Later i went to BRB, a pizza place with some friends. The pizza was good and so was the Hoegarden. Then a familiar face walked in with his girlfriend, they sat down near me and expressed their coupleiness to the world. Last year i was obsessed with this guy. I think he is totally beautiful, he looks like a reinnassance painting of one of those cherubs reclining on a lute. It sounds mad but its true, he's got dark wavy locks and big blue eyes and on top of this he like B&S. Anyway, i thought he was amazing. I didn't really know him but i made him some tapes. Unfortunatly i told him how i felt and i think he was preety disgusted, or maybe just plain frightened. I cried and cried. I thought i was over him but last night just made it all horrible again. They looked so happy together, she looked young and had hair. You know the kind, very long, very straight, very blonde. He bought her a drink and when they looked at the menu they brushed each others cheeks. I was so embarrassed with myself, he has a habit of making me feel like shit. Anyway, i'm going to see Teenage Fanclub tonight and it's going to be wicked, probably not as good as Low were on Friday but i will be able to jump around a bit this time, yey! I was going to insert a quote here but i don't think it's perfectly right anyway it goes: "i wish i could bring Nick Drake back to life, he'd understand, hold my hand.." that's Graham Coxon and i think it's a brilliant line, it's amusing because it's so child like with the simple rhyming but it's also quite touching and when i first heard it it was like he had read my thoughts. yeh, this could be my longest post ever, love hannah b see some of you tommorrow.... _________________________________________________________________ Use MSN Messenger to send music and pics to your friends http://messenger.msn.co.uk +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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 wanna be ignorant on my own
by a.s.t.r.i.d＠nme.com 19 Feb '03

19 Feb '03

Dearest Sinister, This is a tribute to thou. Ive come to realize what Ive always known, but yet kept quiet with. I really love sinister. I do. I know its supposed to be this place where cool people hang and all, and I dont think that it is meant for sixteen year old girls to love it. But I do. Youre all so wonderful and funny. Just when Im about to give up on everything and go hide under my duvet for the rest of my life, only coming out once in a while to get more chocolate, you cheer me up again and its all so lovely. Im not trying to kiss some twee arses here, this is just how I feel. Ah. I hope you dont think Im too pathetic. But yesterday, after a horrendously bad hair day (that really ruins my entire day, I know its superficial, but when my hair is really bad I feel really bad too. Not that I care much about it usually, but, er, yes. I dont know. Its just how it is), I came home. I was hoping for a letter from Miss Alex in Australia. But no, just boring mail for my mum. But then I went into the kitchen, and there, on the table, there it was! A lovely little parcel, with nice little stickers on it! For me! Hurrah! It contained a nice letter, a GREAT mixtape and Miss Alexs zine Unintentionally Lo-Fi. It totally made my day! Hurrah again for Miss Alex! Shes the queen of Indie Cool. Yay for her! Today, I am at home again. Im wearing my black cords and my pink baseball-shirt or what the hell theyre called. Its nice, because the main part on it is pastel pink with deep pink stars, and the sleeves are just deep pink. I feel sort of pretty, except that I look like Id been hiding in a closet for 300 years or something. Shall we say I look tired. Ok. I love this Swedish cereal called Kalaspuffar. Thats like, er, PartyPuffs in English. Its such a god name for cereal. At least the Swedish version. PartyPuffs sounds like something that has to do with drugs. Maybe youve got something similar. But still, it is Gods creation. Sugary, good as snacks and actual cereal. YUM. Im looking at the box right now, therefore I felt the need to tell you. Does anyone else have a fascination for daytime television? I love it. First, theres the sort of stuff like Days of Our Lives, ah, how wonderfully crap! Always someone possessed by the devil, or you think that youre watching a normal conversation between two of the lousy actors, until you see the supposed-to-be red scary eyes in the tree or something. Always really weird supernatural things. But I cant stand watching more than a minute of it, though. Because it truly is awful. Then theres stuff like Full House, Blossom and Step by Step. AH. So cheesy, and not even funny. And in Step by Step, theres the Pervs also known as the Parents who are always talking about sex. They sort of scare me, because they keep talking about nurse outfits and stuff like that. Eeeeew! Leave me out of it you devil family! Dawsons Creek has to get its space in this post too. Dawson and his family is my favourite thing to hate about the series. Really, have you ever seen anyone with such an asymmetric face? Its been bugging me since it started here, when I was twelve. Hes weirdly ugly, as if thats his excuse for being sensitive or something, and then he had this freaky dad, who thank God died. The dad was the worst part. Always, especially in the beginning, a typical conversation between them would go like this: The dad enters Dawsons room. Dad: Hello Dawson, what are you doing? Dawson: Oh, Im just editing my new movie. Dad: You know, son, making love to a woman is something special. Like me and your mother, for example, we made love on the living room table yesterday. But a woman is something special Dawson. Always be gentle to her [insert cliché talk] Dawson: Wow, thanks for your great advice dad! Ok. Im not even going to start on this one. But what the hell?! Father and son talking, not even slightly bothered, about sex? Dawson not being disturbed by the fact that his dad tells him that he and his mother has sex? ON THE GOD DAMN LIVING ROOM TABLE? Last week, I brought up the topic of the fact that parents have sex and how you really dont want to think about that, amongst my friends, which resulted in us all laughing panicky screaming AHHHH MENTAL PICTURES MENTAL PICTURES MENTAL PICTURES!. Oh, when browsing through old posts, I found this from a post by Toy Stephen: Perhaps you're Astrid and you've been dancing with the Belles Your star so lovely, that your age they cannot tell Your obsessions get you known throughout Sinister for being strange Crushing Bobby, and whispering him 'Jag älskar dig.' Thats very funny and very sweet. It was from the post called sexpecations, and that was like a verse of it. Im impressed with the Swedish though! But dear sinister, am I known throughout sinister for being strange..? Oh. Well, take care all of you, I love you all. (Ah, cheesy.) Sorry for this v. long post. Handclaps and tambourines and love Astrid x --------------------------------------------------- Who would you rather be - Ted Danson or Kevin Costner? Fab: Who the fuck is Ted Dancer? Ted Danson. Fab: Oh, Danson. Nick: I think Ted Danson wears a toupee. ______________________________________________________________ For up-to-the-minute music news, reviews and specials visit http://www.nme.com Get free e-mail (anyname(a)nme.com) now at http://www.nmemail.com The sender of this e-mail is NOT an employee or associate of NME, nme.com or any other IPC magazine. +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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: Look at me, I'm still on TV...
by Gardiner, Stuart 19 Feb '03

19 Feb '03

OK, I'm back for some more Reporting Back. They should turn this into some sort of "Making of the DVD" thing, it's long enough... Chapter 4: Friday morning - with Chris and Sarah. The first interview of day 2 was a double-header, speaking to Sarah and Chris in the conservatory at the back of a bar in Glasgow's West End, just down the road from the old Grosvenor Café. (It was actually really nice for me to se all these places for the first time, since I'd not been to Glasgow before). The four of us were seated round a table in the back; it seemed the best way of getting me in the same frame as the others, I'm way too tall to do interviews standing up... This was the one I enjoyed most; it was more like a chat than an interview. As always, most of the talk revolved around the band's history and future. The way they all talked about the Brazil concerts really made me wish I'd been there... We were starting to repeat questions from the day before, but the answers were still interesting. We talked about their hopes for the new album. We talked about Northern Soul. We talked about how they had all changed over the years (apparently Mick's ever-changing hairdo is the most noticeable thing!). We talked about Chris and his bucket (he doesn't drink quite as much at gigs these days...). The time went really quickly actually, it was over before we knew it; I could happily have sat there chatting all day. Oh, the hardships of being a media whore. Chapter 5: Friday early afternoon - with Stevie. After a lunch-break, we must have spent a good quarter of an hour waiting patiently for Stevie to turn up while he was standing on the opposite corner of the road junction waiting for us. Having finally realised that we were standing less than ten metres from his car, we started getting set up for the interview. For this one, Stevie was going to drive us around Glasgow, while the two reporters Sarah & I sat in the back of his car asking questions; with Jim filming us all from the front seat and Blair directing from next to us in the back. Personally I found it harder to have a conversation, partly because Stevie had to concentrate on driving (even if we were just going up and down a quiet street down by the docks for most of the time!) but more because we couldn't really see his face except a bit in the rear-view mirror; having said that, Blair thought it was the interview which worked best, and he knows what he's talking about far more than I do! Now, Stevie loves his music. He likes nothing more than playing a gig. His repertoire is responsible for most of the cover versions done at gigs. As the band's resident axe-wielder, he seems to prefer the more up-tempo numbers to play; and he was as bemused as anyone about being labelled 'twee'. Of course, there were the usual questions about the band's history and future, since that was the main point of the interviews; again, Stevie thought the future of the band was rosier now than it had been for a few years. And no, he's not planning on leaving the band and going solo just yet... Having made it safely back without crashing (despite Stevie turning round to answer questions from time to time...), we piled out of the car, got the life back in our legs (well I did at least - it's not easy being tall and sitting behind another tall person in the car for an hour!) and headed off to pick up the remaining two band members. Chapter 6: Friday late afternoon - with Mick and Bob. It had been a gorgeous day in Glasgow. Bright and sunny, and hardly a cloud in the sky. So what better place to do the final interview than in Kelvingrove Park? Well, somewhere warm would have been a nice start, but still... Sitting round a picnic bench, huddling up in our coats, hands cradling a polystyrene cup of tea, the four of us looked more like homeless people than anything else. When you see the footage, you'll be able to tell how far through the interview it was by how red my ears are at the time. We managed to fit all the usual subjects into the interview before it was decided to call a halt because Bobby's teeth could be heard chattering in the microphone. And to think, Katrina had decided to go back to the office instead of hanging around for the afternoon to watch... Aside from asking about the same stuff as in the other interviews, it was interesting to hear how Mick and Bobby found it joining the band halfway through, so-to-speak. Mick talked about having to change his attitude from being the bloke who came into the studio and cheered things up, to being someone expected to give input into the decisions. Bob talked about the process being made easier because he had known the entire band for five years beforehand. Once we had enough footage, we returned to the car to defrost, and then headed off to the pub. Chapter 7: Friday early evening. Filming done, time to relax. First up, a few drinks with Mick, Bobby, Blair, Jim, and Katrina who rejoined us (and is still convinced I'm an alcoholic, can't imagine why...). I'll leave it to you to guess which person at the table had just purchased the best of Toto on CD, because it's really not that interesting. The conversation went from credible alternative music (well, Kylie Minogue and Tatu to be honest) to the politics of the anti-war march to the wonderful sport of korfball. Only about half an hour late, we decided to make a move to get to the restaurant for a meal. The dining party consisted of me and Sarah, Stuart M, Katrina, Jim and Blair (despite his other half cooking a Valentine's meal for him back home... Hope he didn't get into trouble...). We were the only people in the restaurant not there as a couple, either long-term couples or the blatantly-obvious first date going on on one of the tables. So it was only natural that the conversation was mostly about relationships; it sounded more like a group therapy session at times! There was a bit of chat about music, and Camera Obscura in particular; and a bit more about the peace demo (incidentally, on Saturday night I finally found someone who thinks we should be going to war with Iraq - it's taken me several months...). I wish I could have joined Stuart, Katrina and the others on the march, but sadly I had to be back in Nottingham on Saturday afternoon. Oh, and incidentally, the food was delicious. Chapter 8: Friday evening - at the Camera Obscura gig. So, four of us piled into a taxi to head round to Stuart's Church Hall to see the show. After a discussion on the way there about which karaoke songs each of us had sung / would want to sing, and a quick stop in the off-licence, we arrived just in time to see the first act, a man whose name I've forgotten but who sounded eerily like Elvis Costello (which is no bad thing). Lucy has already given a round-up of who was there (I never met half of you, but still...); I'll just say that the atmosphere was really friendly and everyone had a good time. Camera Obscura themselves played mostly good new songs, with a couple of classics thrown in for good measure. And just when I was crying out for them to let rip with an up-tempo number, they did at the end, and people literally started dancing in the aisles. They've got a lot better since last time I saw them a couple of years ago (which obviously is all thanks to the addition of Carey on the keyboards). Once the gig was over, we stayed behind for a little while chatting with the various members of B&S who were present (most of them!). (At this point I should apologise to Katrina for making her wait while I chatted to Sarah for a minute or two!) Anyway, it was time to go, so I said my goodbyes, and Stuart drove us back to our hotel, where I was asleep within seconds of lying down. I had to come back on Saturday morning, which was a real shame; everyone was so nice and friendly and I could have talked to them for hours more. The band aren't superstars, they're just normal, lovely people who happen to be a lot more talented than me. I can't think of any way they could have been more welcoming, open and friendly. So huge thanks to the band, the director and cameraman, to Katrina, to the person who came round with room service while we were interviewing Stuart for not kicking us out of the hotel... I'm already looking forward to how it will all turn out; it's going to be good (especially since most bits won't have me in them). In the meantime, it's been a fun experience that I'll never forget. Big Stu +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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: Groove Analyser
by robin stout 18 Feb '03

18 Feb '03

Hallo :) (i'm making a mixtape, so please bear with the interruptions) I won't mention the w a r because I am scared of arguments. I do think, though, that the relevance of those seven dancing dwarves Belle and Sebastian to their Sinister mailing list has always been more of a thematic one than one measurable in "content". In fact, I was reading Stuart's Diary today, and he was talking about something else, but I think he sums it up nicely: << I was into Orange Juice and had a passion for them that went beyond simply liking the music. Something about the 'idea' of them. >> The idea. That's the thing. (hold on, i'll just change the cd. pause. eject. that's right) As an example of tangential content, I was going to write a post without any reference to the band at all but it seems I can't help myself. I have to say how much I'm enjoying reading Stuart's Diary. I think that if Stuart was to make an appearance on Sinister wrapped up in disguise like an old washer woman and wrote something about his Youth Club or scrabble and we were none the wiser as to who he was, what he'd be writing is the sort of stuff i'd want to read. I think that, ignoring who he is or why he's famous, the diary's pretty good reading. This is brilliant: << When I'm about to die I'm going to go to a swamp so that I will topple in when the time comes. In 50000 years when they dig me up, pretty well preserved, the scientists will have to work out what sort of life I lead from my bone structure and teeth, and what not. Maybe I'll be clutching a Felt record or something to give them a clue. Well, they'll look at my foot and say 'This man broke a bone and it's healed funny.' And they'll look at the Felt record, analysing the grooves with a Groove Analyser and they'll say 'He was obviously in an indie band and one day the pressure got too much, and he booted a wall.' And they wouldn't be far from the truth, those crazy scientists. >> Thanks to our own Stuart too, for some excellent reporting back. I look forward to the next installment. I once interviewed a friend of mine in a bath while I played a piano in my smoking jacket. I played "Paint Your Wagon". It was for a school project and we were almost expelled for "not taking it seriously". I also ran about in my pants. Nothin' wrong with that. (click. clunk. mmm, My Lighthouse. fantastic!) I spent the weekend in Kidderminster - Twinned with Husum. No giraffes had escaped from the zoo this weekend but there was still fun to be had. I saw a smattering of snowdrops on the peak of the roundabout, I saw the ribs of the old carpet factories as they were picked apart by cranes, and I wondered about the statue of the Reverend Richard Baxter which looks greyly over his flock. The town's most overlooked hero, licked into second place by Sir Rowland Hill inventor of the postage stamp, Baxter was a nonconformist with ambitions to poke a stick in the eye of the King of England and unite the churches behind the Lord's Prayer, the Gospel, a love of sherry and a good knees up. Now he's just a statue at the side of a roundabout, overlooked by the Biggest Sainsburys in the Midlands. I still think of you, Reverend. You may remember last time I was in a bookshop in Kidderminster I saw a whole shelf of "Kidderminster - A History" positioned in the Horror section. Well, on Saturday in the same bookshop I saw a book called "The Strangest Pubs in Britain!" which features such wonders as a pub with a tree in it and a pub which is home to The Oldest Bee in the World! HOW STRANGE!!!!!! Even better than the Unnatural Tree and Ungodly Bee, however, was the poster advertising it which was packed full of "celebrity endorsements", such as: "It sounds fun" - Patrick Moore and "Best wishes for the success of your book" - Prince William Wow! I think they have a bestseller on their hands!! (la la la la! they've never seen your sentimental siiide!) Enough of this. Great to see some old faces showing up again. I'm a little worried about Eric and the tear gas, though. Hope he's okay. r o b i n x x x ps: Chris Field, sorry for being so slow to reply. It takes a while sometimes to get the old bean in gear. I will write to you soon about a Kidderminster Picnic OH MY GOD CAN IT BE?!!? 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Sinister: Help!
by jvic＠ig.com.br 18 Feb '03

18 Feb '03

Yesterday i heard this song that was so *great*, but i don't know how it's called, and i don't know what band was playing it. So i was wondering if any of you could help me... the refrain goes like this: "All i can be, i can feel, i believe it's just right here..." (repeats over and over) I've tried searching at google, but no sucess. I'd appreciate any help, Thanx Victor. _________________________________________________________ Voce quer um iGMail protegido contra vírus e spams? Clique aqui: http://www.igmailseguro.ig.com.br +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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: when i woke up this morning, you were on my mind
by Christine Irene 18 Feb '03

18 Feb '03

So yesterday, whilst at Panera, I saw a gentleman who looked exactly like our very own Ken Chu! Imagine my surprise. To make things better, a very cute boy held the door open for me. It always strikes me when someone opens a door for me, as it seldom happens. I think it is customary for americans to just let the door close behind them with little regard for who may be behind them. Not me. I always open doors for people, help the elderly with their supermarket parcels, that sort of thing. I know that I really like it when someone does something nice for me, so I try to go by that whole golden rule thing. A relatively uneventful weekend. I slept until 2 pm on Sunday....I have NEVER slept that late. Granted, I went to bed round 5 am....I am still usually up by 830 am at the latest. I watched some movies, spent lots o' time on the phone. Like I said, nothing too eventful. Gavin Friday went to the Dublin premier of "Frida" with Andrea Corr. Grr. I am much cooler than Andrea Corr, he should have invited me. I guess I'll have to settle for listening to my newly obtained copy of "Shag Tobacco"...a bloody amazing album by the way. I highly recommend it to all of you. As for my stance on the "SINISTER WAR POSTS" I really don't mind them. Personally, I have mixed feelings on the whole thing. I shan't delve too deeply into politics as I know many of you dislike that, I do think that a US war with Iraq has been coming for ages. People can blame Bush if it makes them feel better, however this war was imminent. The fact that it didn't begin ages ago shocks me. I wouldn't say that I am pro-war by any means. However, what do you do with someone like Hussein? Someone who has no regard for the lives of his citizens, the rules and guidelines set by the UN, all of that stuff? I don't know. I really don't see any point in wars of any kind. It does seem to be the only language that many understand. Unfortunately those are the people who rule the world. Enough of that. Ya know what I have been thinking about a lot lately? How absolutely inadequate the US educational system is. I got an email from DV the other day and he was telling me about Bloody Friday. Until he said this, I had no idea of it. I seem to recall coming across it in a book, but a book I was reading for pleasure. I was in honours courses in school and we never ever learned about the English/Irish conflicts. We never learned anything about the kings and queens of england, back in the day when they did more than throw big ol'concerts. We never studied the Byzantine empire...or the Roman empire really. What a let down. Very often I find myself reading things I feel I should have learned in school. I also was fortunate in that, the school I went to had a lot of money. It is in an affluent area with lots of tax money as well as grants from the state and federal gov't. I can only imagine the education recieved by those in less fortunate schools. insane. This morning the eldest of my charges had to be picked up from school. She is having a gluntenous reaction it seems so we are having a TV day. Nothing too strenuaous. I made some very yummy smoothies and now am going to watch "Snoopy Come Home." "Men marry out of boredom. Women marry out of curiosity. They both end up disappointed." Oscar Wilde ~stine __________________________________________________ Do you Yahoo!? Yahoo! Shopping - Send Flowers for Valentine's Day http://shopping.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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