February 2004 - Sinister

Sinister: Trainspotting, Tigermilk and fooled by time
by Froggy Frogh 22 Feb '04

22 Feb '04

Hello you all. This time I will try to write a better letter than the one I just finished off (this was a week ago. Well how time flyes). That wont be too hard really. Just keep it focused and we will be all right. I forgot to add in my latest letter how Valentines Day went. Or really, the day before Valentines Day. Well first I didnt get a flower. None. Zip, nada, ingen. Well I didnt expect one either. None at all. I mean since my friends didnt send one, the chance that I would get one was small. And really I dont feel so very bad about it. Just a little self pity, right? Ah, well. The hard thing is that every one else gets a flower. Or maybe Im wrong? Is it just so that you notice all those who gets flowers, but those who get none just pass by? I do think it is so, after a bit of thought. Well, I guess things are relative. Some things affect you. I had just bought Tigermilk, and I was off to a place where they show different older movies on big screen, like a movie club, to see a film, Trainspotting. Every one who has seen that movie, knows what I mean when I say it is a difficult one (or maybe you disagree? Maybe some people thinks it is hilariously funny. Well, I didnt). For all those who havent seen it here is a short basic story. The movie follows a group of drug addicted Scottish people. No matter what they do or try to stay out of it they get stuck to all kinds of drugs ("We would have injected vitamin C if they one would have made it illegal"). Well, it is a heavy movie with some lets say strange episodes. It gave me a dirty impression. Dont get me wrong here; what I mean is dirt, like mud. Let me explain. In the hotels the curtains where old and ugly, the streets where dirty, the people was strange and so on. Well, it really put me in a strange mood. What I would rather have wanted to see was clean nice things, a movie with important people doing important stuff and save the day in the end. The classical American thing. Well, the worst part of all this was that it reflected on my new Tigermilk record. It also felt dirty, out of date, strange. For a whole afternoon and night I felt like this. Trainspotting had made Tigermilk bad. After two days I put it in my CD player again. Well, I thought, none of them are so good really, and that Electronic thing is really bad. I thought; well, thank heaven they have improved. The third time I listened to it I noticed there was a song, that was better than the others. She was the reason for all the looks we gave. It was sang in a low, dark key and sounded really good. In listened to it again. Well that second song wasnt so bad after all either. The next morning or so, I found myself humming to the first song. After giving up I played it again. This time I liked all of the songs, except the Electronic Renaissance. I still dont like it much. I just accept it. Well, at least Tigermilk was clean. A bit of silly American programs did the trick. Nothing is so useful for starting to believe in the world again as bad American TV. Well, at least its good for something then. And also, I must beg the B&S; NEVER EVER do a Best Of record. Please, please! There are two reasons for that. The first is the same reason that makes it impossible, for me at least, to do a mix CD with B&S. I know when all songs are coming, and if they dont come in the right order I get furious. And secondly, a best of record marks that this is as good we get, now we cant get better, which would take out all of the possible fun out of it. Time is a funny thing. I realised a while ago, that before the last Sunday in September last year I had only heard The boy with the Arab strap and Legal Man of B&S. That Sunday I had thought to see a movie at the same film club as I mentioned above, but I was one week early and it hadnt started yet. So I went down to a local CD shop and bought Arab Strap. It was a sunny day, and I was carrying around my left arm in a bag while walking home. When I got home I put it on and played it again and again. Oh. It feels like B&S have been a part of my life forever. I guess B&S is one of the single things that have had the most impact on my life. Strange. Well, I better finish this letter of. I must thank Astrid, and congratulate her to a nice Valentines Day. Could it have been better? I do hope you all have a really nice time! Oh, and this upcoming week I have V-a-c-a-t-i-o-n, in the summer time! Well, not really but But Ah, well, you will be hearing from me quite soon, I guess. Johan PS. PLease don't mind spelling mistakes. 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Sinister: Surrealism Begins At Home
by Rob Lorenson 19 Feb '04

19 Feb '04

Hmm... OK.... so I was drinking. Huge amounts of freshly-squeezed lemonade. Hmm... OK.... so I was flipping through a fairly recent copy of "Giant Robot." I had just returned from the record store, and was quite satisfied with my fill of magazines, B&S Singles and heavily tattooed women. Stop, Look and Listen came over the stereo, me hearing it for the first time. And, from over the fence next door, I hear some giggling. So, I look up and see a head and deep blue shirt bouncing up and down over the fence, seemingly in sync with the music. The neighbors had just bought a trampoline, and the two younger brothers have been thoroughly enjoying it EVERY SINGLE DAY. I should have taped it, and made my own B&S video. Forever preserve the surrealism of the moment. Maybe taped it all grainy-like, so it looks like one of those cheesy ABC Afterschool specials from the 1970s. I'm just waiting for the day when they figure out that they can have massive amounts of fun bouncing *other* things on the trampoline, besides human bodies. Maybe then, I'll tape it. Rob P.S. I'm A Cuckoo (by the Avalanches) -- What the hell is that? B&S meet Hakuna Matata? My Lord... I like the Lion King. I like African music. I *love* B&S. BUT NOT IN THE SAME FUCKING SONG!!!! The Avalanches deserve a prolonged sharp stick-poking for that. Or repeated shocks with a Tazer. :-P +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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: my love is bigger than your love (sing it!)
by Mark Hester 19 Feb '04

19 Feb '04

hello, blimey, Peter Miller! Well, I suppose I'm a quasi-fan rather than a true fan, for getting the new single on Tuesday rather than Monday. Oh dear, Avalanches, why did you bother? I think that their versh of I'm a Cuckoo is definitely going to supersede Beyond the Sunrise in the B&S track most often skipped stakes, if it really counts as a B&S track. Fortunately, Stop Look and Listen and Travellin' Light more than make up for this blip by being fantastic - the country twang of the first part of SL&L is a demonstration of the band's increasing versatility and the guitar solo at the end is astounding and unexpected. The comparisons with sixties and seventies acts seem to coming apace into my inbox. Sorry, David Moore, I have never heard any Gram Parsons, although I prolly should have. The video's good as well - I'm always impressed by the way the cover stars from the records appear in the vids as well - it's a nice touch. Also, I like the way the dog emerges from the bed to coincide with the line about trouble rearing its ugly head - although I can't help feeling sorry for the poor mutt :). I find it quite easy to regard the I'm a Cuckoo video as a sequel to the Dog on Wheels video. After all, both feature Stuart going round Glasgow and interacting in various ways with the people he sees, but Dog on wheels sees him very much as part of a band just starting out (putting up posters in the college and so forth) whereas in I'm a Cuckoo he is more self-assured as someone in an established band might be expected to be. If he had bumped into the two girls whilst jogging at the Dog on Wheels stage of the band's career he may well of received a scowl and some abuse, but as he does so in 2004, the girls can go home and tell their housemates that they had been bumped into by Stuart Murdoch and getting crumpled course-notes was a small price to pay! In fact, it's possible that one girl mouths "wow, that's Stuart Murdoch!" to her friend after Stuart goes on his way.....I don't know, I can't lipread people in real life, let alone on a screen. Talking of people on screen, I found myself being videoed at the end of last week. That sounds quite pervy put like that, but it was all very innocuous. I was on a one and a half day course learning how to carry out people's performance appraisals and we had to do these videoed role plays. My character was a manager who had a member of staff who was SO popular that she had an entourage of people gathered round her desk chatting loudly at all hours of the day and I'd had a Very Important Visitor who'd complained about the noise! I watched the video in my parents' living room on Saturday and they commented "ooh, you don't seem like *you* in it at all! You're so professional!" To which I immediately thought - what, you expected me to halting and slapdash??? I suppose any complimentary comment can be regarded negatively if you think too hard about it. The funny thing about the whole process was that the course tutor assured us all the way through that "only WE would see the video" as if there was a suspicion in some quarters that he was going to make multiple copies and flog them down market, innit. Has anyone reported back from My Bloody Valentine Tigermilking? It was great as ever, I went there via Stoke Newington to call in on Ruth from corduroysmoke who wanted to go but couldn't as she was working. Fortunately she was working in a PUB so I was able to be barfly for an hour and a bit while we discussed all manner of things including Franz Ferdinand and the Will Self book I'm reading at the moment, punctuated by inevitable breaks for her to serve the other customers. Then on to the betsey where I met Dafyd, Jim Purpletrousers, Paul H and of course Mr Santabarbarbarbarbara-ann, who was wearing his B&S & t-shirt under a shirt, which he unbuttoned Clark Kent stylee, tho he didn't play the final track on Lifes Rich Pageant to emphasise the point. Tigermilking this time confounded us all by being Upstairs Downstairs, although there was no sign of Lord Richard Bellamy. We were treated to some Primals from Stefano's tall friend whose name I can't remember, lots of stuff I didn't know but which sounded good anyway, FF's Take Me Out (twice! I hadn't heard the version on the album before, only the radio edit, although I'd just bought it I hadn't had the opportunity to listen, so asked what's this before it became obvious exactly what it was) and of course the track in the title. Bridget the Midget sounds so different these days. well, it's How does It Feel tomorrow, Penelope Tree in a couple of weeks (I'm excited about this as I've never been before) and of course in between there's my trip to BELGIUM! (waves to Olivier and Aton, oh and Annie...where art thou?) byeeee, Mark. ______________________________________________________________ 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: it's all gone wrong again, you've got double maths
by R.Playforth＠sussex.ac.uk 19 Feb '04

19 Feb '04

I have a confession: this post will contain none of what used to be called (somewhat narrowly one could argue) 'content'. There. I hope you'll forgive a semi-retired and half-senile poster for the deviance. It's good being grown-up. You get to drink alcohol and have sex and own furniture and stuff. And more importantly, you never ever have to go a maths lesson ever again. OR SO I THOUGHT. Yesterday I was at 'uni' (is that what the kidz call it?) having my 7 hour quota of MA teaching for the week. And all 7 hours of it was about budgeting and accounting. Now, I am not one of these fluffy bunny types who can't get her head round the need to prepare a budget every so often in professional life. What I AM, is entirely incapable of understanding IN TWO SHORT HOURS the finer points of NPV and DFC and IRR and .9091 as a percentage over 10 years and arrrrgh... all delivered at a speed humming birds would have trouble keeping up with. There was NO NEED for us to be burdened with this terrible half-knowledge at this point. I was immediately transported back to GCSE maths and physics in front of a cruel-mouthed tyrant who was supremely disgusted that his/her tiny charges were not able to understand the perfection of his/her mathematical brain. However, later I decided that a 10 year interval in between occcasions of being made to feel utterly stupid is not that bad going. Meanwhile, I watched a very good film last night called La Finestra Di Fronte. It has no maths in it at all and I highly recommend it to anyone who likes Italian pastries, understated romance or elderly gays with a tragic past. Something for everyone really. What else was I going to say? Oh yes, I was wondering whether a Brighton picnic on Saturday 3 April might be agreeable? I know it's a long way off but that's the soonest I can guarantee not to have evil coursework exerting its grip. Well, let me know. It's pencilled in, in what passes for the Archel mind these days. You're all lovely. Archel xxx PS. I hope everyone remembered that it was the inimitable Miss Maddie Minx's birthday on Tuesday. She still rocks the Sinister kasbah despite being oh so quiet. ***************************** www.buzzwords.ndo.co.uk is a nice website that would like your contributions. +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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: Everyone I Meet Knows Keith
by Lucy Alder 19 Feb '04

19 Feb '04

Dear Sinisterines I enjoyed Vic and Bob's stint on TOTP2 last week, did you? One day, they even put on some Seventies Who! And of course, that made me think of Keith. He has been known to like the Seventies Who. So it was funny that I then saw Keith on Saturday night! He was at the Winchester Club, as were lots of people from around these parts. In fact, it was a bit of an international gathering of Sinister Past and Present. First of all, Chrys Lynyrd took the stage. He seemed a bit nervous, but then he put on a full wizard's costume (hat and frock with silvery bits on it plus a wig and beard) and that made it alright. He did a very nice instrumental of Slow Graffiti and also a song about Keith called Everyone I Meet Knows Keith because everyone Chrys Lynyrd meets knows Keith. His backing band for that song were the Dudley Corporation and they were also the headliners that night. The nicest man in the world plays their drums. His name is Joss. The Dudley Corporation were very good and sometimes very loud. Then came the DJing. Matt played Substitute by The Who. It was four years too early to be Seventies Who but it still made Keith dance. Then we went home. The End. I posted this mostly for Genevieve. Juicy Lucy ===== The one, the only Glasgow Indie List! http://www.groups.yahoo.com/group/glasgow-indie/ ___________________________________________________________ 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. 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: Murdoch's Dog Sex Opus
by PJMILLER 18 Feb '04

18 Feb '04

The Avalanches' 'I'm a Cuckoo' reminds me of African Headcharge crossed with the theme tune from 'Kes' doing sherbert dib-dab hot-knives over a bucket of Ribena. Is that exactly the kind of response you were hoping for, Dave? I have now seen my first ever B&S video. I'm pretty speechless really.It features three-in-the-bed dog sex. Mind you, there was a thing in the paper today abot a vicar near Chelmsford who put a nude photo of himself on the Internet. It's the proximity to Chelmsford that I find shocking. I'm in the Beatles camp over SLL. Cheers, Peter PS: Shortly I will be living just up the road from WeightWatchers head office in leafy Maidenhead. I might break in and look at YOUR files... +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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: 10 Roddington Place
by David Moore 18 Feb '04

18 Feb '04

Hi All, Robin said The Beatles & JJ said The Monkees but I say Gram Parsons*! ('Ooh Las Vegas'). I do like 'Stop, Look & Listen', especially the session version, but I think I find 'Your Secrets' more interesting. Pernickety old me finds the clavinet effect on the single version of SLL irritating, in contrast to the xlyophone on 'Passion Fruit' which is bonkers, cute & charming. Who's going to be the first to say that The Avalanches' 'I'm A Cuckoo' reminds them of something? :) * sorry to anyone who has heard me say this before. Love, David Moore Chelmsford, 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: XFM? Check. Virgin? Check. Radio 2? Check. HOUSE!
by Paul Arathoon 18 Feb '04

18 Feb '04

Anyway, onto other matters. I bought I'm a cuckoo. Like the sort of person I am I didn't go into my local independent record retailer to buy it (actually, they "don't do singles") i went to a nasty large Woolworths who claim to do singles. And there it was, in with a bullet at number 18. Having said that they seem to think that Franz Ferdinand's album is at 25 so this may not be utterly accurate. So I took the case to the counter where they had to find the CD. (Woolies clearly suffer from a lot of shoplifting). 5 minutes passed as 2 of their employees searched in vain for it in their little filing system. "oh well" I thought, "they must have sold out". Then the manager came past and said "maybe it's under 'S'". I laughed to myslef thinking no-one would file Belle AND Sebastian under 'S' as the clue is in the AND. ie would they do the same for Simon AND garfunkle, Chas AND Dave, Rigby AND Peller (not that they stock clarsy underwear)- I think not. But yes, there it was. Under 'S'. The things I do to keep Struan's bank balance healthy... The version of Travelling Light is interesting cos I got a promo of DCW which had it on there and the squelchy synthy keyboard noise isn't there. Stop Look Listen provides ground for a plethora of plagarism suits from Messers Lennon's estate, Mr Mccartney, Mr Garfunkle AND mr Simon, the Shadows and probably Brian Wilson. But it's so lovely that any High Court judge would have to throw the action out. I also like the radomness of the Avalanches. You got to hand it to them for using the Southern Sudanese Orchestra. At first I thought they were chanting the little bit of nonsense which appears as a footer under every Sinister mail. One last thing- I read an interview with Richard X in a magazine, the title of which escapes me, might have been the XFM one. He was asked something about future collaborations and he said he'd just been approached by a "famous scottish indie band" to do something. The interviewer asked if it was B&S and he refused to confirm or deny. so there you have it- Richard X will possibly be fusing The Boy with The Arab Strap to Voodoo Ray and Girls On Film in a mash-up bootleg style soon. p a u l _________________________________________________________________ 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: Static Electricity
by robin stout 18 Feb '04

18 Feb '04

I wonder how many people have been listening to the Belle and Sebastian sessions on the radio. Is it really just me and David Moore? Now that no one else is bothered anymore, it's beginning to feel like I'm part of a secret society again, banging my tuning fork on the tabletop and hearing sounds no one else can hear. Tonight on XFM they played session versions of Step Into My Office, Stay Loose and I'm a Cuckoo. Stay Loose was notable because Stuart sang it in his normal voice, instead of letting RoboStuart take over, and it sounded a lot more like a "normal" belle and sebastian song. I'm a Cuckoo was a treat. Better than the album version I'd say. Low key, laid back and lovely. The presenter kept talking about I'm a Cuckoo charting somewhere in the Top Twenty this week, which should mean another Top Of The Pops appearance for the rascals. I hope so. Luckily there are still reasons to buy their singles even if you have the album. I'm buying it for Stop, Look and Listen, which was on Radio Two last night and reminded me of the Beatles somehow. You should buy it too. You know, I remember the days when I could pick up radio stations magically through an aerial and the vibrating ether. Now it seems I have to screw a pipe into a wall. It's a funny old game. +++ Has everyone seen the latest Sillustrations, by the way? The Foxystrator has been busy with the felt -tip pens, drawing our thoughts for you all to see: http://www.missprint.org/sinister/sillustrations/ Robin x _________________________________________________________________ Stay in touch with absent friends - get MSN Messenger 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: complex coniugated.
by Stefano [Steady-State] 18 Feb '04

18 Feb '04

My Dear Sinister and Sinistrine {Belle and Sebastian, Real part}] Reasons why I havent being listening to the radio session and dont think I will by the single even if Id love to see them at TOTP, possibly in the union pub, since I dont have a telly at home: simply because Im not so enthusiastic with the new album. I think that the only song that I really really like is Lord Anthony. But all the other ones, even if they sound alright, dont get me wrong, and even if I would say are probably pretty good if they where by any other band, still dont make ME feel like B&S used to. Which doesnt mean there are lots of people out there and here in the list that are fully enthusiastic with DCW, as you could argue from the posts when the album came out. I just find, there was a subtitle way in the way B&S were talking about, love, and everyday life in which I could mirror someway. They were not written for me but were written as they meant to talk to me. And I could understand or find that special something which made me love them nearly to bits. And for a lot of reason, B&S had played such a big part in my life, that I would ever love them, even if they will become a Motorhead cover band, that wouldnt matter. I will have always have the chance to go home and put If your are feeling sinister in the CD player, and I will hear someone talking to me, a way I didnt expect, renewed every time. {Belle and Sebastian, Imaginary part} Sometimes the things seem to happen in a sort of circular way. I sometimes think that is the reason behind the mesmerising spinning of a vinyl disk over a turntable. The needle will be back precisely at the same position, exactly at the same time. With a stop-clock in your hands you might know truthfully at which time that single note, that single chord is going to fill the room. And when it is going to fade away. But. Life walks on straight line, and theres no much chances to take the ribbon back to any point. Often there are not many chances to chop of or erase the bits and takes you would love to forget. They do come back, emerging from where they have always been. Stored in a hidden place. Like a cupboard in the cellar. And every step, place, word, song, meal youve shared is pictured in a frame. And will make you think that in a day in February, or any other month of the year, youve touched and hold in your hands a single grain of happiness, which was worth by itself living a life. Till that precise instant. And whats left then? Looking back at things, Ive never though the earth was a dead cold place. Ive always though the living everyday life is a hard hard job, for everyone, not myself. Because there are no written rules. Because everyones got his own little and immense pains and joys. Because of how unpredictable it all is. And that is the beauty of it all, outside the window. And down the road. Or, at least, it used to be. But as in any game, and it is not the rule of game to be blamed, because there are none, there are good players, mediocre players and bad players, and it is not even the other players fault too. Is not the kind of game you could be teach and though how to play. You sort have to learn by yourself, if you can. And there are some hidden skills that doesnt matter how harsh you are rehearsing, and how long is your training. Nothing which is really worth can be really taught. Indeed. And you could write a requiem for me, when Im dead, if Ill make it into collage. One day. Might be one day you realise the way your playing the game you are not going to get anywhere and listen what the people says. Might be on that day you try to play in a different position, or might be decide to put on mask and pretend to be the one you really are not. Is it all about getting to a compromise with your conscience? Is it all you need? Is it? And how far are you ready to get with the compromise? You might be able to put up a brave face, walk down the way to tube and the office. Have lunch and a drink. Take a seat in the cinema, and buy a record in the shop. Smiling, and starring at peoples eyes, to see if you can spot any trace of bright flashing light in there. Wondering if the people around you are trying to spot a light thats got so dim, any kind of light down your eyes and the costume you are wearing. Behind the life youve chosen to play as a character in theatrical drama. Through half-already-built sentences, half-said things and half-silences. A life you are in, as a surrogate. But not living. As you wished to. And still doing your best. But then, one day, a feeble and impalpable breeze will blow away the masquerade and make-up youve been wearing. And it will be time to face what you had already known. That the only thing you eve cared for in you life is dissolved in the air, one day, like the mist on the channel. And that day the snow was falling. Falling falling falling falling falling, Love Stefano ####################################### There is a tree in paradise And the pilgrim called it The tree of life All my trials, lord Will soon be over #################################### +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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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