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Sinister: Due Respect
by Hewitt, Stephen 10 Jul '03

10 Jul '03

ello babies Daffy said: > This is going to be a very short concise posting about > a picnic that will happen on Saturday July 19th at > 2pm. Just before every trots off to the Trotwood for > an evening of top musical entertainment at > Tigermilking ( www.undermybed.org/tigermilking ). > > So yes the picnic, i think Primrose hill would be a > good location as it seems to be a regular stomping > ground for Sinister folk. BUTBUTBUT, what about PUBLIC ENEMY* FOR FREE at the dome, look: http://www.respectfestival.org.uk Delightful as primrose hill is, one cannot miss an opportunity like this, especially since everyone's been banging on about how good they were at ATP. Also Respect is great fun in general, you get to sign petitions and everything ;) and it's probably no worse getting to farringdon from north greenwich than from camden... > > if you think you might go and are worried about > getting lost or being killed by Goths as they're alot > in Camden Aw, poor goths, it's not their fault, bless 'em. At glasto (I will finish my glasto write-up and put it on the interweb soon, honest) I saw a very gothy boy watching the polyphonic spree, he looked suitably cheered up afterwards though :) Speaking of glasto, I liked the way that pretty much everyone seems to have met up with someone, despite us all not meeting up together at the same time, even though I'd wager most of us were quite close to each other (the delgados seems to have been a key point i think, I was stood in front of the sound desk next to Cay and Lixi and Big Jim, but couldn't see anyone else...) ALSO ALSO, trucker hat??!!??!?!?!?! Are bellysebby trying to be TRENDY or something. I blame momus, probably... Anyway, see you at tigerwanking if you don't fancy BRINGING THE NOISE (NB if you do fancy flavor flav drop me a line, I'll be there with usual ilx suspects I imagine) xoxo CarsmileSteve *PE count as content BTW, look: http://www.missprint.org/sinister/mhonarc/199907/msg00013.html Haha, looking at that also made me look at my post K is replying to, I'd forgotten I had "slightly anal about 80s pop" as my sig for a while, oh dear... +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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: anyone fancy a picnic?
by dafyd strange 10 Jul '03

10 Jul '03

hello there, This is going to be a very short concise posting about a picnic that will happen on Saturday July 19th at 2pm. Just before every trots off to the Trotwood for an evening of top musical entertainment at Tigermilking ( www.undermybed.org/tigermilking ). So yes the picnic, i think Primrose hill would be a good location as it seems to be a regular stomping ground for Sinister folk. I propose everyone meets at the big Cinema (i think its a UCI) on Camden Parkway just outiside Camden town tube station at 2pm. Then we can hike up to the Hill together and have some jolly japes. Remember to bring; food, Suntan lotion, booze & assorted summer type games. if you think you might go and are worried about getting lost or being killed by Goths as they're alot in Camden my mobile number is ; 07816280822 . Thank you & good night. daf __________________________________ Do you Yahoo!? SBC Yahoo! DSL - Now only $29.95 per month! http://sbc.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: Belle and Sebastian News Mailing List (fwd)
by Linda Kerr 10 Jul '03

10 Jul '03

Hi everyone Now, B&S baseball caps...hmmm. "Keep on Trucking" *is* an excellent piece of advice for any young person. Are they B&S? Are they B&S because they are *not* B&S? What will they do next. Love Linda x ---------- Forwarded message ---------- Date: Thu, 10 Jul 2003 10:16:09 -0000 From: band(a)banchory.net To: lulou(a)crockery.org Subject: Belle and Sebastian News Mailing List Hi all, Just to let you know that one of the Baseball Caps have finally landed! We've a Royal Blue and White old-skool style baseball cap with matching blue felt print of the new "B&S - Keep It Trucking" logo. They're pretty limited and are £15.00 each and you can buy them by visiting the Banchory Shop website at http://www.banchoryshop.net/viewitem.asp?id=1012 The second design should be finished very soon too and I'll send you info on that as and when we get it. Sorry for those that are on the Banchory Shop Merchie list too and will get this message twice! cheers, Katrina @ Banchory. http://www.banchoryshop.net http://www.belleandsebastian.co.uk/home -- To unsubscribe from this mailing list, visit www.banchoryshop.net/belleandsebastian/list/list.asp +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister(a)missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo(a)missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+

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Sinister: bangkok, oriental city, the creme de la creme.
by MyMomSays＠aol.com 09 Jul '03

09 Jul '03

I've been inspired by the double posting of David Hewitt to come out from my hiding place. Christine Irene has speculated that blogs have been tempting regular posters from sharing their thoughts to this list and I think I can speak with confidence when I say that is absolutely not true in my case. I do have a blog, but I neglect it, too. Poor fella! David's musings about dryer sheets and other laundry-oriented topics has made me long for the days when I, too, had loads of amenities at my disposal. Washing machine, dryer, dish washer, air conditioning.... those were the days. I took them for granted! Now I live practically amentity-FREE. I don't even have any WINDOWS! Well, I do, but they are tiny prison windows (not literally). I've found that at the weekends I often visit my sister's apartment or my parent's house so I can have full use of what a normal house feels like. Last weekend I spent it at my sister's apartment and I spent a full half an hour in her luxurious shower. I make it sound like I am squatting. I'm not, I just live in a tiny, low-rent apartment. In a basement. Everyone knows that only creepy-crawlies live in basements, which includes me. I'm everyone's favorite garden slug. So this has half been a summer wasting. I cannot believe we are sliding into the middle of July. About a year ago Juicy Lucy warned those of us in long-distance relationships that one of the two would eventually have to relocate to be with their honey. It sounds pretty fun to me! I am right now in the process of selling a lot of my crap. I have to move all my stuff back to my parents house in September and then try and figure out what I will take with me to England. My parents keep talking about how I have so many opportunities. Then my Dad asks me if I am treating my boyfriend nicely. I think my Dad worries that I verbally bash my boyfriend. Not so! I'm a kind, tender soul. It's kind of unfortunate that right when I will be moving, my band is just starting to get a following. Sorta. We played on the 4th of July and it was awesome. Let me just say that we did an amazing rendition of "We Built This City"; I accidentally sang "Cody plays the Mamba" instead of "Marconi plays the mamba" though. My sister convinced me I was thinking of Cousin Cody from TV's "Step By Step" - the television series that expired around 1992. I had the fun experience of receiving a fan letter a week ago. A story of mine has been published recently and apparently a reader loved my story so much he was inspired to write me a glowing e-mail. I was pretty touched. It's amazing how something like that can make your YEAR. I was pretty happy to see the return of The Lad 96. Thinking of you and all of your pets, Mandee May +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister(a)missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo(a)missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+

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Sinister: If you find yourself caught in muff
by kenneth.chu＠uclh.org 08 Jul '03

08 Jul '03

"if in doubt, swap love for muff" Not my motto, personally, but I'm sure some people swear by this rule and I can imagine many a cunning linguists out there coming up with a mouthful of muff, so to speak. Shaggy once said he wasn't fond of such witty group of wordsmiths because they're always found eating sushi from the barber's floor. In any case, he pronounces "lover" as "lubber" but pronounce "muff" as "mubb" he does not, and thus the pun is lost in his barrage of brilliant bo(o)mbasticity. ANYWAY. It's been a while. The last time I e-mailed I was talking about how I was about to go to GLASTONBURY. I've gone there now and back again, and now I feel very well rehearsed in my reportage back on Glastonbury events because, when you go back home/back to work from Glastonbury all that anyone would ask you for two weeks would be... "How was Glastonbury?" And it seems strange that I feel as if each time I try to tell my Glastonbury tales it becomes harder, maybe because the spontaneity has gone, and the fifth time you tell the stories I felt like reading from a book, and not a very good book because of my poor anecdotical skills. But suffice to say I had a great time, and I even got to MEET some sinister peeps e.g. The Dirty Vicar + Rener who were disappointingly clean and non-dirty, but great, and also Lucy English Teacher who had nice sunglasses on and was a fellow sufferer of car parking blues and Cay Cola Cube whom I just bumped into! after Delgadoes seeage and had a Pet Sounds T-shirt on, and Robin Stout who gave me a hug! obviously still in euphoria after having had his mouth set on fire by Wayne Coyne. T'was nice MEETing you all and hopefully we'd MEET again and then you can all take photos of me to prove that we've MET! I took some photos... http://uk.photos.yahoo.com/bc/kenglasto I watched about half of the bands I said I'd watch and I went \m/ to all the bands that I said I'd possibly go \m/ to. And I got myself a really strong tan which has now gone all crusty like mashed potatoes with insufficient butter content (eeew), eeew! I hope I'll be pretty again soon. -- For some reason, yesterday I suddenly realised that it was the birthday of the girl I fancied when I was 10 (I think she fancied me too!), god knows how I remember these things! Actually I still remember her phone number but I think she must have moved by now. Ah well. I actually ended up relocating myself away from her (6000 miles away in fact), but that's another story. That sounded as if I was ending this post on a weep note. So I'm going to mention the revival of TIGERMILKING. It's G!R!A!T!E! and it's happening NEXT SATURDAY, the 19th (NINETEENTH) of July (OF JULY). At the Betsey Trotwood (BETSEY TROTWOOD!) from 8 (EIGHT) pm (PM). It's going to be dance-tastic. Even for spotty-oiks who like B&S. It'd make both intelligent and dumb people shake their asses i.e. better than Fischerspooner. http://www.undermybed.org/tigermilking Be there or be CHER*. You don't want that now, do you. Ken *Instead of Tigermilking you ACTUALLY CAN go and see CHER instead at the Verizon Wireless Arena in Manchester, New Hampshire. http://www.vh1.com/artists/az/cher/tours.jhtml but why? ********************************************************************** This email is confidential and intended solely for the person or entity to whom it is addressed. If this email was not intended for you please notify the UCLH Mail Administrator at mail.administrator(a)uclh.org. This footnote confirms that the email and attachments contained no viruses when they left UCLH. +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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: enough with the cod-australian schtick, already
by David Hewitt 08 Jul '03

08 Jul '03

G'day all. The inimitable Miss Mandee said: "I've been inspired by the double posting of David Hewitt to come out from my hiding place." And while I'm overjoyed to have lured her out, and confused by her ridiculously loose definition of the word 'inspired', I'm also actually a little indignant at her baseless accusation of 'double posting'. I went and checked the pink pages, and there were THREE DAYS between my messages, including a whole weekend. But there's been so little activity on the list lately that the second message did in fact seem to follow quite closely on the heels of the first. You know, Back In The Day (tm), there'd be explanations for 'de-lurking' and exclamations of 'it's been a while' if certain people showed the callous neglect and disregard to leave three whole days between missives. Double posting indeed! She then said some things about long-distance relationships and relocating and so on. And it made me think about several things, the most important of which was how fond I am of both Mandee and her boy, and how I'd wish them the absolute best in everything, except that it'd be both less than they deserve, and completely unnecessary. I'm absolutely certain that they'll be as happy as clams. And now, an apology. Astute readers may have picked up on a certain ranting and defensive tone to my last email to the list (you know, that bit about how great Australia is, despite the bloody government). The reason for this was my own stupidity, I'm afraid. I was somewhat hastily responding to something that was said in response to my previous email. Thing is, I didn't actually register that it was emailed just to me, and not to the list at all, so it might not have made any sense to the rest of you. So, I apologise for both wasting your time, and for inexplicably ranting at you. Sorry. Anyway, I guess this'll make it a TRIPLE posting, and get me in even more trouble. Sorry Honey. Still, while I'm posting again, I might as well continue to ramble for a bit. I'm all about QUANTITY, after all. On a personal note, I'm happier than I've been for a while, and this might sound a bit silly, but it's because I'm simply decided to be. There's still plenty to be unhappy about, but I've decided not to obsess over it, and simply try to enjoy other things, little things, as much as I can. And it's sort of working. So far. It's still the same life, and I'm still in as much strife as I was, but it's a question of what you focus on, isn't it? Take a walk down by the river on your lunchbreak, and you'll see what I mean. Go on. My dear old mother, on the other side of the coin (not literally - she's not the Queen or anything), has been quite down in the dumps lately, what with one thing and another. Strangely, I think that might be part of the reason why I've chirped up a bit. I know that sounds arse-about, but bear with me. I think that sometimes it's the case that when people we care about need to lean on someone else a little bit, and need to think that someone else is doing alright, we try to give them that, even when we're not sure we're quite up to it. And then maybe some of that forced smile and trite optimism sticks. The glib aphorism rings true. And some of that thinly applied bravado lingers, and crystallises into something resembling genuine confidence. Or perhaps it's just that as I'm trying to tell her that things'll be alright, and it's really not that bad, and that she can rise above what's going on around her; I begin to believe some of my own bullshit. I think I'll at least pretend that it's the former. Bugger, this is getting to be a habit. Perhaps I DO need a blog or something, after all. Still, that'll do for now. Go about your business. Bulk love, -Vanilla Flavoured David. PS: Speaking of luring people out of hiding - what has happened to the incomparable Miss Madeleine of Leicester? She was one of the best posters we ever had, don't you think? Say hello, if you're still knocking about the place, m'dear. _________________________________________________________________ Hotmail is now available on Australian mobile phones. Go to http://ninemsn.com.au/mobilecentral/signup.asp +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister(a)missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo(a)missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+

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Sinister: Looking for work in all the wrong places
by Eric Brasure 07 Jul '03

07 Jul '03

Hi Sinister. I am looking for a job. I had forgotten how incredibly painful it is. You sit for hours with a cup of coffee, the want ads, and a red pen, and go through each ad hoping that you'll see at least one that looks mildly promising, only to have your hopes dashed when you call the provided number and are informed that the job was filled "this morning". I often think they're lying when they say that, that the secretary is just doing her nails or kicking a cat or whatever it is that people that answer phones for a living do, and they're too busy to patch you through to the right person or give you details on how to apply. Looking for a job also involves driving to different places and screwing up enough courage to ask the 16 year old behind the cash register if they are hiring. After 1,258 negative responses you sort of go into a catatonic state and drive off the Delaware Memorial Bridge. Haha! Just kidding, I would never do that, because the car isn't mine. So, in a vain attempt to keep yourself in cigarettes, you start looking around the house for things to sell on Ebay. This is important, as it is the duty of all jobseekers to Chain Smoke. You also start searching for foreign currency that you could exchange. I have found exactly £3.13 which, barring any unforseen commision, I could exchange for the sum of five dollars and sixteen cents. This is almost enough for two packs of cigarettes. The best part of all of this: I'm simply looking for part-time work to make some money while I work on my dissertation. Funny, I haven't really started work on my dissertation yet, because all my time is spent either a) looking for work, b) complaining about looking for work, or c) worrying about money. I anticipate my search for gainful full-time employment in two months' time will be much more FUN! But enough of this. Good things have happened to me as well. I went on a visit to see Jay (a.k.a. GayJay or Jaylemurph) in North Carolina, where a good time was had, even if it did involve several Near Death Experiences. Also on said trip, I finally got the pleasure of meeting our very own Miss Laura Llew, who was as sweet and adorable as I had anticipated. Unfortunately for all concerned (i.e. ME) she wasn't wearing the Catwoman mask. If she had been, I believe I would have turned all girl-liking and swooned. Also: has anyone ever attended a show in Prospect Park? I'm sort of wary, because it takes places at someplace called the Bandstand at dusk. I wonder if it's at all possible that this whole thing is a complicated attempt to get as many twee people in one place at a time, then steal all their money... come to think of it, I don't care, as I'll be safe from any nefarious doings. Time to go scour the furniture for change. Love, Eric +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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: flat out like a lizard drinkin'
by David Hewitt 07 Jul '03

07 Jul '03

G'day all. FLUFFY Well, over the last however long it's been, I've said stupid and controversial things on this list, poured out personal details that you'd really rather not have known, revealed crushes that turned into travels and then into weddings, taken digs at people, places and things, and probably shitcanned your favourite band, football team and ice-cream flavour. But never have I received such an overwhelming response to a Sinister post as I did when I recently said something along the lines of 'I like dryer sheets'. As a result, I've managed to deduce two things: 1. They have dryer sheets pretty much everywhere but Australia, and have done for ages. 2. Dryer sheets are really, really good. Really. I'd suggest that we start up a brand new mailing list in order to discuss the merits of dryer sheets in greater depth, and share our mutual love and appreciation for them, if it wasn't such a dreadful (and not even particularly amusing) idea. Anyway - thanks for your support, team. Solidarity always. Our damp laundry need fear no rain, and our soft buttocks need fear no scratchy, line-dried towel. A slightly larger electricity bill is but a small price to pay: for as long as there's a dryer in our laundries, there's no cloud that can keep the sun from our hearts. GREAT SOUTHERN LAND I also said something about Australian national pride, and how many of us are only really comfortable with it when some bloke from Williamstown is in the finals at Wimbledon, or we're pantsing the Poms at cricket. Again. I was matter-of-factly presented with a laundry list of reasons as to why Australians should be ashamed, since our country and our government is so despicably awful. And yeah, they are. So I take it all back. We're an international embarrassment, and really can only hold our heads high in the sporting arena, which doesn't matter anyway. Fair enough. What our government gets up to behind closed doors, however, with the marginal support of quite cunningly manipulated voters looking mostly at what sort of tax break they'll get at the end of the financial year (as opposed to the erosion of health care, aged care and education, or the continued neglect of the indigenous population, and the horrendous mistreatment of refugees), isn't necessarily what happens in my place, though, or at the gig at the pub down the road, or in the park on a Sunday arvo. There's a culture that exists here, at least in some places, and at least some of the time, that's unique, and really pretty swell. I vote with my conscience, and always have done. As such, I've tried to get rid of the current mob several times already, and I'll try again. In the meanwhile, though, I try to live my life as best I can, do the right thing, be good, tolerant and kind to people, and I don't think that's something I need to be ashamed of. Most of my mates are decent sorts, too - I think you'd get along well. The fact remains that despite the current government, and a bumpy sort of a history, Australia is, for the most part, for most people, as good as most places in the world, and better than many. It's mostly tolerant, diverse, friendly, beautiful, safe and peaceful. It's also got a gangly, knock-kneed, pimply adolescent sort of cultural identity that needs a bit of encouragement. Maybe once our political balls drop and our voice breaks, we'll get out of this awkward phase and really start pulling the sheilas. Or something. That turned into a bit of a rant. Sorry about that. To sum up: Australia's a nice place, despite the fact that our government has done, and continues to do, some fairly unpleasant things. If you come here, I'm pretty sure you'll like it. Just bring your own dryer sheets. Oh, and the Poo choked in the tennis, apparently. Whoop-de-doo. Pass the lamingtons. BLOG IT UP, BLOGGO Christine Irene said: "so enough of that. where have the regulars gone? dirty vicar? ken chu? the rachels? mark? it is just eerily quiet round sinister. see, those blogs are bad for sinister. i know that lots of people find their necessary outlets via blog now, so there is nothing to say to sinister. hmm??" Which is probably a fair point. I, personally, still favour Sinister for my incoherent ramblings, though, and here's why: 1. Reading a blog at work is too bloody obvious. It looks like you're wasting time on the internet. Sinister just looks like email. If I ever get a proper blog up, I reckon I'll make it look like a spreadsheet or something. 2. If you write a blog, you've got to lure people to it. You give them the choice. Sinister, on the other hand, lets you ambush people in their inboxes. Sure, they're here to read wittier and more relevant things, but they've got to take the good with the bad. Fiendish, no? NEW MUSIC I might have said something recently about the state of new music. I did, however, recently fall in love with the new Grandaddy record, which proved to me that I still have it in me to like music, which in turn proved to me that it's music's fault, after all, that this doesn't happen very often anymore. I've since given this more thought, and there seem to be two separate, but related problems: 1. Bands that used to be good, aren't good any more. For the most part. 2. There probably are good new bands, but because I'm old, tired, cranky and out of the loop - I don't hear them. Given that, I find that the thought of a new Belle and Sebastian record is looming quite large. Perhaps controversially (at least amongst my circle of mates), I quite like their more recent offerings, and think they hold up pretty well against the older stuff (nostalgia notwithstanding). Can they save pop music from dying a death once again? Probably not. But it might not be completely unreasonable to hope that the new album's at least good enough to be played at the wake. Bring it on, I say. ENOUGH That's easily enough for one day, though I should mention that despite my chest-pounding 'I <3 Australia' routine, I still love all of you and your countries of residence as well. Come and visit sometime. Bulk love, -David. _________________________________________________________________ Hotmail is now available on Australian mobile phones. Go to http://ninemsn.com.au/mobilecentral/signup.asp +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister(a)missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo(a)missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+

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Sinister: there's nobody else here, no one like me
by Today I am not in the mood for anything 07 Jul '03

07 Jul '03

So I've got these wings. I've been feeling guilty about having sprouted wings and not having the courage to try them out. It's messing with the metaphors. So I stood on the lawn and gave a flap. And then another. I was surprised how easily it came to me. Like riding a bicycle, only far easier. My first attempt at cycling was marked by a tendency to go over the handlebars. I was also surprised that one can still be afraid of heights when one is in total control of one's distance from the ground. So given the power of flight I did what anyone ought to do. I had a look around in the hopes of seeing my friends and either a. impressing the living crap out of them or b. spying on them. The campus was lovely up there and I tried a few swoops. The loop de loop wasn't as graceful as I'd hoped but no one was around to notice. Then I saw him. The boy I sold my heart to for some music and clever jokes. As usual he doesn't take any notice of me. I didn't mind though, because seeing as he's here I can just go to his appartment and get my heart back. He left the window open. My heart was stuffed in a box under his bed next to some of his many cds. The origami dinosaur made especially for him suffered a similar fate. Heart returned to it's rightful place, beating feebly inside my ribs, I went to a concert. The fall were absolutely brilliant, but I hadn't got the hang of winching in my wings all the way and lots of punk rockers kept knocking into them as they danced. One of them turned out to know a little Czech. I gave him my number despite the whole of my instincts being against it. My instincts haven't done a single nice thing for me since birth so I see no reason to listen to their counsel. I was scared to fly this late at night so I took the subway home. I'm thinking I could put this newfound abilty to good use once I get good at it. I could start up a rescue service for birds who get tired halfway between trees. Or maybe I'll just help more people who crawled into their cocoons only to find out that what they had been secretly believing all along, deep inside they were a beautiful butterfly. I must say I'm glad I wasn't an ugly duckling. I don't think I could've handled turning into a swan. Laying eggs probably takes it right out of you for the rest of the day. Now I've got a question for the sinisterines. I'm trying to compile a mixed cd entirely devoted to songs about wanking. Culled from my own knowledge and that of my friends I've got *billy idol - dancing with myself, divinyls - I touch myself, Hefner - Hello kitten, the vapors - turning japanese, cindy lauper - she bop, Tweet - oops, oh my, Pixies - the holiday song, Semisonic - get a grip* so far. Any help would be much appreciated. If the idea appeals to you I'm sure I could send a copy along. The other day I got a bunny to eat bread out of my hand by sitting very still for an hour. My heart nearly burst with love. Soaring and fuzzy woodland creatures (and love) Kara www2.bc.edu/~brielman _________________________________________________________________ The new MSN 8: smart spam protection and 2 months FREE* http://join.msn.com/?page=features/junkmail +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister(a)missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo(a)missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+

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Sinister: Picked up a pencil and wrote
by Alasdair Cook 06 Jul '03

06 Jul '03

Dear Sinister, I don't have a diary. A weekend in July; out at 9.30am, the farcical small time of late on Friday and overtime on Saturday, the Things To Be Done, not so important really, and mostly I'm in this for the money. If only they paid me any. "Ten pence a year!", "I'm in my shorts" bellows Nick down the phone, and brings everything into perspective. The early morning watery air tastes of mountains, specific ones just now but, I suppose, they could be any. When do I ever see these hours, let alone accomplish anything during here? This is fairly strange. It hard to motivate yourself when you're all alone; I kill whole streams of seconds getting hot chocolate from the machine, photo-copying is more down time and gazing into the distance, off to the sounds of pipe bands. More later. The printer doesnae work. Four hours later, back in the flat, struggling to see the final on the miniscule television. One sister batters another into some kind of submission, smiles all round. This is all fairly unconvincing. The other sister is the sum of these two, quite literally. I think: Ice-Hockey Goalkeeper. Another star. Out to the cafe when I really don't want to be out anywhere, and now it's face to face; the long march along St Vincent Street seems to stretch on more than it should, there's no way past so I go round. Walking the length of the beast is awesome, dreadful, something quite like nothing else. Here's the worst of all worlds - loathsome self-satisfaction, deadly intent, steely-eyed men and hopeless drunks, pea-brained youths and women knowing nothing else. The face of one boy now, my brother's year at school; my allies in some small aspect. I remember my chat with Joe. "Turn it up, we cannae hear it!" shouts one. Tune out. Morley is talking for free (nothing so unusual) next month I discover, and I'm interested. I've heard of people who get glued to the past, caught in amber. Let's see what he has for us now. A better noise: Altered Images. The terrifying, terrific 'Dead Pop Stars', like drinking lemonade with spiders in; 'I Could Be Happy', 'See Those Eyes', so perfect and young they make my knees buckle on their hinges. There should be a band in Scotland now like this. I'd pay my money. They rip the shit, as JP says. Ha, who was talking about amber? Big Brother: I haven't been watching it but am fond of Goss now, perhaps he reminds me of Certain People I Know. I get sad thinking about Cameron, there seems no way he will retire back to the islands now. I'm probably wrong. The strange resurgence of video games in our house, a mess of falling masonry under a papier-mache sky; giant snowballs, clockhands, american foodstuffs, drumbeats. Morning comes soon, but not too soon. Marcy looks like a million dollar chimney sweep in her urchin hat. It's amazing how quickly you can get music nowadays. I agree with Joni right now, songs are like tatoos. Lotsa laughs. Sorry, I just thought I'd write. Love from Alasdair xx. _________________________________________________________________ Express yourself with cool emoticons - download 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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