January 2004 - Sinister - missprint.org

Sinister: I am a bad vicar
by Dirty Vicar 09 Jan '04

09 Jan '04

hello again Sinister, I hope the new year is treating you well. For me there is the excitement of repenting of sins and turning over a new leaf, for I have just this evening put my Sinister Christmas Presents in the post. They should reach you in time for the start of the Chinese new year. I am determined that I will never again be late with the despatch of Sinister Christmas Presents. meanwhile I read in an e-mail that Belle & Sebastian are on another European tour, but sadly are not playing Ireland. One of the annoying things about Ireland is that bands don't play here when they're on their UK tours, because it's not in the UK, but they don't play here when they're on European tours either, because it's on the other side of the UK and no where near the rest of Europe. I have applied logic to this question, and have resolved that if B&S won't come to the vicar then the vicar will have to go to B&S. Accordingly I am going to time my long postponed trip to Berlin to coincide with their gig there. I am bringing someone very special with me, and we are applying a lot of thought to the question of who will support the B&S in Berlin. I think SCOOTER would be a good choice. Maybe B&S and SCOOTER could join each other onstage and the whole gig could turn into a totally mad for it happy techno rave. That would rock. Failing that RAMMSTEIN would be good too. Actually, what would really rock would be if B&S covered a SCOOTER or RAMMSTEIN song at the gig. I'd love that. Special friend Irene has the idea that bemulleted sex siren PEACHES is currently resident in Berlin, so maybe they could have her on the bill too. I'd buy that for a dollar. Beyond that I've been listening to a lot of electropop and post punk. Ladytron are currently rocking the rafters here in the vicarage. I wish they would come and play here in Dublin, I really do. moving along, moving along, moving along I go, bless you all, DV +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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: AARGH
by Neil Robertson 09 Jan '04

09 Jan '04

Sorry, every time I go to write 1980, I write '78. Except for this time. What I meant to say was that Alan Wells' winning time in 1980 (not '78 as stated) was the fastest time run by anyone that year, so despite what anyone says, he was obviously a worthy winner. It maybe wasn't a vintage age of sprinting, but he was the fastest that year. +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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'm A Charlatan"
by Neil Robertson 09 Jan '04

09 Jan '04

Yes, sorry. My mistake. I put 1978 instead of 1980 in the Alan Wells spiel. I was thinking, at the time, of his gold medal in the 1978 Commonwealth games 100m (he also won silver in the 200m at these games), and my mind may also have been distracted by his gold success in both the 100m and 200m at the 1982 Commonwealth games in Brisbane. Also worth bearing in mind is that Alan's winning time in '78 was the fastest competition time in the world that year. It is easy to get confused with all the glory this man has had. It's worth noting that despite the presence of "Team USA", a Trinidadian claimed gold in 1976, a Briton in '92, a Canadian in '96 and if poor old Ben Johnson hadn't had his drink spiked in '88, "Team Canada" would have won then too. So it would be erroneous to assume that "Team USA" just have to turn up to win the sprint, given they only won two of the six between '76 and '92. Neil +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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: Stop, Look and Listen (Part II)
by robin stout 08 Jan '04

08 Jan '04

Hello again :) << * Enhanced CD single featuring "I'm A Cuckoo", "Stop, Look and Listen", "I'm A Cuckoo (by The Avalanches)" and "(I Believe In) Travellin' Light" as well as the video for "I'm A Cuckoo". >> Stop, Look and Listen? Apparently they played it in Detroit this year, and, taking a trip on the Infobahn, I came across this interview with Bobby by a Croatian magazine: http://www.dopmagazin.com/interview_strani.asp << All the previously unreleased stuff is slowly making an appearance. 'Lord Anthony' and 'Dear Catastrophe Waitress' from the new album are old songs. We just recorded a tune called 'Stop, Look and Listen' which is coming out on the b-side of the next single, and that pre- dates 'Tigermilk'. Stuart's trying to be a bit more economical and trying not to let too much go to waste. A lot of the fans exchange bootlegs of old tunes anyway, so a lot of that stuff is already out there. >> Aww, they do treat us well, don't they? R xxx _________________________________________________________________ It's fast, it's easy and it's free. Get MSN Messenger today! http://www.msn.co.uk/messenger +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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: B & S Mailing List - "I'm A Cuckoo" single and Euro tour dates. (fwd)
by Linda Kerr 08 Jan '04

08 Jan '04

Happy New Year everyone. Please see below from Katrina. Linda xx ---------- Forwarded message ---------- Date: Thu, 8 Jan 2004 13:47:34 -0000 From: band(a)banchory.net To: list(a)banchory.net Subject: B & S Mailing List - "I'm A Cuckoo" single and Euro tour dates. Happy New Year to you all! Belle & Sebastian kick off 2004 with the release of the second single from "Dear Catastrophe Waitress" and the announcement of European shows in March. February 16th is the release date for "I'm A Cuckoo" on Rough Trade Records for the UK and Europe. The single comes out on three formats:- * 7" single featuring "I'm A Cuckoo" and "(I Believe In) Travellin' Light" * Enhanced CD single featuring "I'm A Cuckoo", "Stop, Look and Listen", "I'm A Cuckoo (by The Avalanches)" and "(I Believe In) Travellin' Light" as well as the video for "I'm A Cuckoo". * DVD single featuring "I'm A Cuckoo" video, a weird kind of hybrid between photo gallery and video, which you'll have to see to understand for "Stop, Look and Listen", "I'm A Cuckoo (by The Avalanches)" audio and "(I Believe In) Travellin' Light" audio. The "I'm A Cuckoo" video stars Stuart as a budding athlete torn between the demands of his coach (played by Alan Wells, winner of the olympic gold medal over 100m in 1978), band politics and the women in his life. It was directed by Blair Young - who edited the "Fans Only" DVD - and Stuart Murdoch. "I'm A Cuckoo (by The Avalanches)" is B&S' first ever remix, which has taken so little of the original we didn't think the title remix did it justice. So we've just called it their version. Very exciting! The band have also announced the following European tour dates for March 2004. March 8th PARIS, Grand Rex March 10th MADRID, Divina Aqualung March 11th MADRID, Divina Aqualung March 12th VALENCIA, Palacio de Congresos March 13th BARCELONA, Razzmatazz March 14th BILBAO, Teatro Arriaga March 16th CLERMONT FERRAND, La Cooperative De Mai March 17th MILAN, Alcatraz March 18th MUNICH, Muffathalle March 20th HAMBURG, Docks March 21st COLOGNE, Live Music Hall March 22nd BERLIN, Columbiahalle March 24th COPENHAGEN, Store Vega March 25th GOTHENBURG, Tradgarden March 26th OSLO, Rockefeller March 28th STOCKHOLM, Munchenbryggeriet March 30th BRUSSELS, AB Club March 31st UTRECHT, Vredenburg You can get details of where to buy tickets and prices from the B&S website at http://www.belleandsebastian.com/tour.php There will be more euro shows announced for the first half of this year, especially for those living in France, so please be patient! Lastly, just before Christmas we made some spiffing new B&S flight bags, button badges and mousemats which we forgot to tell you about, but are all still available at the Banchory Online store at http://www.banchoryshop.net/ We're also helping out our mates Franz Ferdinand and snowpatrol by stocking their merch, so check out their wares from the shop too if you've got extra Christmas money to spend. Cheers, Katrina & Neil @ Banchory. http://www.belleandsebastian.com http://www.dearcatstrophewaitress.com http://www.banchoryshop.net To unsubscribe from this list send a blank email to list-off(a)banchory.net +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister(a)missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo(a)missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+

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Sinister: Edinburgh (belated) reporting back
by Amy Baggott 08 Jan '04

08 Jan '04

Hello all, Well, nearly a month after the event, I finally decided to do some reporting back from Edinburgh, partly because nobody else has yet and partly because it is something to do that is more appealing than the work I ought to be doing. My good friend Heather and I were front of the queue to be let in, like true geeks, and managed to secure ourselves a spot on the front row. I didnt really get Scatter, though Heather found them so awful that they had the bizarre and unfortunate side effect of making her physically sick. This put a dampner on the evening somewhat for poor Heather, and indeed for the rest of the week that she had to spend ill off work. Damn you, Scatter! As a little aside, I thought that the guy playing keyboards and bass in Scatter was a member of Franz Ferdinand (guitarist?). I was pretty certain, having seen FF just the other week at the Venue. However, Heather was equally certain that he was someone else entirely, having also seen FF as support at the Sheffield show just the other week. Hmm. I was pretty adamant that I was right, but lost the heart to argue with Heather being unwell and everything. If anyone could clear the matter up for us, it would be much appreciated. (Especially since Im right, Heather!) Anyways, B&S were amazing, gush gush gush etc etc. Cant remember the exact setlist, though it was along the same lines as the other UK shows. A nice touch was playing Shes Losing It and Youre Just a Baby back to back with each other. In fact there were a fair few Tigermilk songs there, which sat quite nicely in amongst the newer stuff. I got my wish for a Christmas song granted when they did O Come, O Come Emmanuel. I really only noticed Isobels absence then, because the girl who they got to sing her part got it all wrong and ran off the stage looking horrified. I think she may have been a Maisonette, though I felt very sorry for her whoever she was. Sarah picked up where she left admirably, but I do feel that Isobel sang that part better than anyone else has done since. Tracey-Anne Campbell from Camera Obscura did it quite nicely last time I saw the band at Christmas, but its just one of those things Im a bit nerdy about. Stuart was chatty and so were the audience. There was one particularly vocal person who had some interesting ideas on the liberation of Saddam Hussein, as I recall, though I cant remember much of the banter, amusing as it was. The highlight of the set, for me, was Lazy Line Painter Jane. The band started playing it and I was wondering who was going to sing the girls part. When it came to it, Monica Queen herself sprang out of the wings, to do the job as no one else can. Huzzah! we all cheered. Twas truly great. The encore was Judy and the Dream of Horses followed by Sleep the Clock Around, a nice combo indeed. My only gripe (apart from that with Scatter) was the lack of dancing. Is it impolite to dance like a loon when all around you are standing stubbornly still? I felt a slight pang of guilt as I trod mercilessly on the toes of all around me, but I just couldnt justify remaining motionless when the music was so very danceable to. Personally I think it is ruder to go and see a band and not dance than it is to stop dancing because nobody else around you is moving. The people around me certainly did not appear to be very elderly or disabled, so I cannot see that they had any reasonable excuse. Tsk. We proceeded on to the aftershow party where Chris was DJing. Unfortunately Heather, still suffering from the adverse effects of listening to Scatter at close proximity for an unsuitable length of time, had to retreat home early. However, I stayed on with some other friends and smiled shyly at Chris lots. Starting university in a new city is a strange business. One of the girls I was with I had met only a few weeks ago at a clubnight where we were both DJing. She played SIMOB in her set and I played Pastie in mine and we got talking about the band. It was odd because when we met I had the weird feeling that I had seen her before, though I couldnt place her or remember actually meeting her ever. You meet so many people in your first term, and forget or half-remember the majority, that I just dismissed it as being one of those incidents. However, on our way walking home from the aftershow party, we were talking about when wed seen the band play before. She happened to mention that shed danced on stage with them the last time shed seen them live. Suddenly, it clicked. Was that at Coachella? I asked, to Boy with the Arab Strap? Erm, yes, she replied, looking somewhat surprised. Where had I seen her before I ever met her? Yup, thats right, on the flipping DVD. I had the weirdest sensation that my sad little life was eating itself, or inverting or imploding or something along those lines. Oh well, back to that sad little life. Love, Amy x +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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: What has Roland Orzabal done for me lately?
by Liz Daplyn 08 Jan '04

08 Jan '04

Eep the first time I tried to send this it was in HTML format, which makes me a VERY BAD PERSON. Just goes to show how little I post, eh? *And I find it kind of funny I find it kind of sad* Coming back to work after a holiday sucks like a Dyson, especially when you have to go home after a hard Tuesday and take the lovely twinkly fibre-optic Christmas tree (with mini mirrorball baubles) down because it's Twelfth Night. If I'd had a company of rude mechanicals handy I'd have laid seige to the fairies in pique, but luckily it turned out that there was none available, so I could veg out in front of Property Ladder instead. Still, it's not as though I've got very much work to do at the moment, which is not actually that much fun if you're a temp stuck with a Christian Finn in a boring poky room in a hospital medical secretariat. I pass some of the time reading free e-books from Project Gutenberg and have just finished Roald Amundsen's account of his journey to the South Pole today, after which I moved straight on to the Wizard of Oz. Ah, but nothing, not even ruby slippers, can compare to Sinister International Bowling Day's glory of coming second in two games to the whirlwind B!O!W!L!I!N!G! sensation that is Mr Kenneth Chu. OK, so the margin between him and the rest of us was over a hundred points in the second game, but I was still in the silver medal position, right? After that there was rubbish pool playing, DDR stardom for Lucy English Teacher and the lovely Miss Sally (soon to be drawn into our web of intrigue, hopefully) and lots more drinking and talking rubbish, hurrah. *The dreams in which I'm dying Are the best I've ever had* So the bleedin' gas people started (with the charming assistance of big loud pneumatic drills) digging up the pavement right outside my house at past midnight on Tuesday evening, shortly after I'd gone to sleep. This was pretty annoying, as you can probably imagine, and so, in a mildly sleep-deprived rage, I've written a snippy letter to the appropriate authority. It's not often that I do something quite so Disgusted Of Tunbridge Wells, but hey! Everyone needs to be small-minded and petty sometimes, and I try to make up for all the saints who are no doubt milling about the world with the rest of us. After I eventually got to sleep, however, I dreamed that the flatmate who's shortly moving to Clapham or somesuch bastion of respectability had suddenly announced that she hated me and all I stand for utterly. In the dream this didn't bother me overly, as I managed to remember in that dreamy sort of way that she's moving out soon. However, when I woke up far too soon, I became slightly perturbed in case it was an sign that I had been laughing too loud at the random Rumiko Takahashi manga I got out of the library yesterday, which had annoyed said flatmate enough to send bad vibes into my dreams. She is a lawyer, after all, and I suspect them of occult powers, what with being in league with the Dark Lord and all. My mum's chilli con carne just before Christmas gave everyone who ate it weird cheese-dreams as well. Are there any psychoactive agents in chillies or kidney beans? Biochemists in the house? *I find it hard to tell you 'Cos I find it hard to take* I really am a terrible correspondent. I should make it a New Year's Resolution to actually keep in proper contact with people I should keep in proper contact with. Of course, transferring email addresses from the accursed Hotmail to this more congenial provider has made it easier for me to look into my inbox without wincing at the horrible spam content thereof. Despite the aforementioned weeny HTML format error. But anyway, here's a half-arsed gig review. *When people run in circles It's a very, very Mad World* It was pretty strange being on stage at the Astoria, still more so doing indie karaoke to a bossa nova beat with several porn-'tached men. Still, Johnny 7 did the job, more or less, but I think Stefano fared a little better than I did, although they did start playing entirely the wrong song (i.e. not Can't Get You Out of My Head) at first for him. It would also have been better if I could have remembered all the words to Heart of Glass instead of having to refer to a sheet of paper clutched in my sweaty palm several times. Bah. But enough about me. The gig was really enjoyable after my adrenaline rush had subsided enough to allow me to enjoy my overpriced and rather warm beer. From a can: I'm a classy lady, you know. I completely fell in love with Mick when he did his shy Sinatra impression. Aw bless. Nice suit as well. Stuart did seem a little lackadaisical at first, but maybe he was merely pooped from compering the wondrous karaoke support when he would rather have been backstage snorting crack off whores. Diamond-encrusted mud-wrestling midget whores. Still, he perked up a bit for the latter portion of the show, and they played some of my bestest favourite songs, although I can't remember exactly what now. People who can reel off set lists after stepping out of the heady (sweaty) atmosphere of a venue into the cold clear night air amaze me; I couldn't tell you what a band played if they had the titles tattooed across their fetching abdomens and wore crop tops. I kind of wish they hadn't done Piazza, New York Catcher, though. It seemed a bit wrong to have something that intimate displayed with ten different coloured lighting gels on the stage and a hobnobbing London audience. Not so much chitchattery as usual from the metrosexual crowd, however, which can only be positive, although I suspect that this is a symptom of the prematurely middle-aged coming to enjoy B&S as an alternative to wearing uncomfortable footwear and going out on the razzle. For instance, I and my companions went for a nice companionable curry afterwards, rather than fighting our way through the headscarfed and bebadged masses to squeeze into a tiny club in order to appreciate Chris' doubtless flawless skills on the wheels of steel. Ack I'm such an old lady now I'm 25. I really REALLY like Dear Catastrophe Waitress (the album not the song, although that's errr OK, nor indeed the Rrrriot TweeGirl on the cover, who's a right little madam in my opinion and would be much better for a slap and a spell teaching Brownies to crochet boiled-egg cosies). Late news, I know, but it rocks so hard it inevitably makes me happy. I wish there were more hours in the day or I needed less sleep [was less lazy] so I could listen to it more often. Bless Trevor Horn for his encouragement of the shiny, sparkly bitchiness that enlivens this S Club 8 stylee New Direction of the biscuit-nibbling, cardigan-wearing aesthetic etc. that we know and love no end. Enough! Have yourself a merry little January, kids. Love, Liz :x p.s. Someone remind me to dis' Fans Only (in a thoroughly affectionate manner, understand) next time I crawl to a keyboard in Sinister composition. ________________________________________________________________________ Yahoo! Messenger - Communicate instantly..."Ping" your friends today! Download Messenger Now http://uk.messenger.yahoo.com/download/index.html +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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: stop, look and listen
by robin stout 07 Jan '04

07 Jan '04

I used to be scared of speaking in front of people. Then, when I was fourteen, I found myself elected class representative and had to attend meetings in the technology block with the other representitives and the head of year. We'd talk about stuff - skirt lengths, cigarettes, communal showers, all the sweaty pink obsessions of teenage playgrounds. Then came the meeting when I was to be secretary, and I was feeling a little nervous. I had a bit of a cold and I'd thought of staying at home, but I'd missed Doctor Who to write up notes the night before so I scuffed my toes up to the school gates. My agenda was spot on, and mostly centred on the lack of dustbins and lack of cherry coca-cola in the drinks machine. But I was dead nervous, and as I read it out, I trembled. I finished Item One with no problems. "Any questions?" I asked. But there was silence. As I looked up to our head of year, a territorial with a moustache to match, I could sense something was a little wrong. I sniffed. I sniffed a little harder. But the big bogey that had snuck out of my nose just hung there, bouncing a little. I shut my eyes, and for a moment the room completely disappeared. When I opened them, bogey still in mid-air, all my nerves had vanished. The looks of horror on the faces all around me seemed to have absorbed it. The head of year's moustache wilted. I carried on with Item Two, and no one said a thing. I had another meeting today, ten years later. Things like that don't phase me anymore. Once you've hit rock bottom the only way is up. I think it was about something important, but I wasn't really paying attention. I was more interested in the sprinkling of Christmas jumpers my colleagues were wearing, and the crumbs in the chairman's moustache. Some things never change. Some people looked at their fingers, some at the ceiling, some at their shoes. Then a magpie flapped onto the windowsill outside and for a brief moment everyone looked in the same direction. +++ Have you all been reading Stuart's Diary recently? It's pretty great. He's letting it all come out. It sort of makes me want to follow Jesus, but I wouldn't know where to go. I gave up on Jesus when I was seventeen and started following pop music. Perhaps that's where it all went wrong. It's also good to read about someone who's given up the booze. I've given it up for one of my many New Year's Resolutions. Not that that's a major event, as I don't really drink much anyway. I'm only giving it up for a month, too. I'll be having different resolutions every month, and I'm going to be Zen about it: giving up the negative; taking up the positive. January: drink less alcohol; eat more spinach. February: don't watch telly; grow a beard. That's the idea. If you haven't read his diary, you should have a look. If you're a fan of Rhoda, too (Casarotto take note), you might be in for a treat... I'm sure the Red Bull Dozers are already limbering up. B+S are on the radio on Friday, as well. I'm sure banchory will send out an email about all of this, anyway, but just for the record have a look at: http://worldcafe.org/comingup.php . hejdå, Robin x _________________________________________________________________ Express yourself with cool new emoticons http://www.msn.co.uk/specials/myemo +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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: Appa Appa hey
by Guðmundur Jóhannsson 07 Jan '04

07 Jan '04

Hello fellow sinistereens! Happy New year, happy hannukah and all that stuff. I am going to see B&S in concert at last, again. I just booked the flight to Copenhagen too see them play on the 24th of march in Vega.In 2002 I saw them at the same place and that concert was great, I´ve been waiting for a chance like this for a long time. Now I only need b&s to come to iceland... someday.. someday it will happen. Just wanted to brag :) cheers, Gummi iceland +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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: happy birthday imke
by Simon Bateson 07 Jan '04

07 Jan '04

from a fellow sinister-ette(a silent one, until now)....happy birthday imke!! in one of your previous messages, you talked about wanting to "feel lonely and happy at the same time", well, in those words i found the perfect expression of all the vague thoughts and feelings about how i want my life to become in this year. no more long nights of chemical and dance music enduced feelings of togetherness, i'm going to find fulfillment on my own, in my room, listening to music, in a cafe, drinking tea and watching the rain fall, walking around the park and daydreaming, and be alone and happy. and maybe i'll find some other people like me. peace and love, simon ********************** "there's more to life than books you know, but not much more" ********************** +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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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