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Sinister: disturbing sights
by Retro^Sec 28 May '03

28 May '03

I'd been busy thinking about my trip to the bank this afternoon, where I had proven my ability to get what I want, although to be honest, I said very little to do that. I'd gone into the bank, which was a miles walk from the office. I'd wanted a transfer of money to another bank account, and when the girl said it would cost me, I said "why?". She explained, so I asked her to close my account. That was all it took for the manager to take me into a little room and do the transfer for free, provided I kept my account open. This was a new experience. I suppose I can be, on occasion, rather frosty, but generally I tend to accept the rules as they lie. I just didn't want to walk another mile down the road, with a cheque in my pocket, then have to wait for the cheque to clear. In the middle of this, the rther sweet salesman from the car dealership called me, and I must have still been in Ice Maiden mode, because he sounded a bit hesitant when I answered. I was sitting on the train, feeling a bit guilty for being a moody cow, especially to the nice salesman, and perhaps slightly to the over-helpful manager of the bank. I didn't mean to be, it just came out that way. The train trundled away from the platform at Sighthill, in Edinburgh. As it passed by some council flats, I took a look in through the windows of the owners, casually. A broad shouldered, tatooed shaved headed man, standing topless in his living room, wearing tracksuit bottoms and holding something that looked like a squigey for a window. >From another, a child. Probably about 4 or 5 years old, with long blonde hair, wearing a white tshirt and white shorts and socks and trainers. She was standing by the window, and was climbing out. The window itself was large from the floor upwards, with about a foot at the bottom of fixed glass. I watched her as she climbed out, leaning her feet and legs to the left, and slowly, but surely, making her way out the window. By the time she had passed from sight, she was dangling from the first floor window, by her fingertips. Below her was a little white picket fence, marking out a patch of flowerbed that someone had designated. It changed my thoughts completely. My thoughts on the train. I've not been able to get those thoughts of that little girl out of my head. That little girl in her white t shirt and shorts. I wonder what happened. I've consoled myself with the thought that I couldn't do anything from a moving train, nor could I call anyone, as I don't even know what street that council flat is on. But I wonder tonight, what happened. Did her parent catch her in time? Did she fall? At worst, did she perhaps break a leg or an arm, that will make her feel sorry for herself and hopefully take away her fearlessness? My imagination is running away with me about that white picket fence. Not a very high one, just a cheap one from any DIY store. Imagining crimson red on the white fence, and her white clothes. I shudder to think. You read these stories in the papers, but to see it potentially unfold before your eyes, when there is nothing you can do, and nothing you could have done to prevent it. And to see her, dangling, literally, by her hands, by the edge of her fingers. She was going to jump. I don't think she realised how far it was to the ground below. Yours, retrosec ===== <a href="http://retrosec.blogspot.com/">http://retrosec.blogspot.com/</a> thoughts __________________________________________________ Yahoo! Plus - For a better Internet experience http://uk.promotions.yahoo.com/yplus/yoffer.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: YEAH!
by ian 28 May '03

28 May '03

dear shimmery sinistereenies, i've been thinking of you and the things you do to me that make me love you and, quite frankly, now i'm living in ecstasy. makes leaving the house rather difficult, i can tell you. and its a little messy. TITFUCKER there has been much talk of the old sinister re-surfacing recently. i don't remember the ancient sinister. i do remember the slightly elderly, mildly geriatric sinister and all i can say is there isn't nearly enough mention of bumsex to recreate that old atmosphere. i suggest you resolve this forthwith. TITFUCKER i also notice that headings are back in vogue. sadly, i gave mine away to help the aged. god, if only i'd kept them. could have marked them up, sold them on.. or maybe i could just have pulled them out of the cupboard, blissfully unaware that i'm far too old for such things these days. TITFUCKER so i'm using this heading. just the one. why over-do it? its so marvellously descriptive on its own. and, like the buddha once said, repetition rocks, brothas! actually, repetition rock is a little place in the south of australia. inhabited only by the ghosts of ancient sand dunes. and even they're looking for somwhere better. TITFUCKA so, its been a busy day. i've been writing a letter of complaint to belinda carlisle. here it is, so far: 'dear belinda, you are a lying bitch. i believed all that crap you came out with. i saw you as a wise seer-ess, and i followed your gospel to the ends of the earth. quite literally. cost me a fortune in taxi fares. and i can now, categorically, confirm that heaven is NOT a place on earth. or not somewhere that birmingham taxi drivers have heard of, anyway. you know what you can do with your metaphysical chicanery? you can stick it up your bum, and have bumsex, that's what you can do... you you you TITFUNKAH anyway, you can make recompesne for this grevious deception by sending me a flurry of chorus boys, all tied up in red ribbon, and twenty grand. and a photo. its for my aunty. honest. she's your biggest fan.' i won't hold my breath, though. i had to write to yazz several times before i got her to admit that there was, indeed, a direction other than up. perhaps its just the eighties coming back, as the estonian eurovision entry so wisely opined. personally, i hope the 80s (or, as i like to think of them, the dark, dark days before i discovered bumsex) don't come back. this new decade doesn't know what it is yet. it'll only get confused if we thrust an old identity upon it. the estonian singer seemed quite angst-ridden by the prospect as well. or perhaps it was because he'd looked in a mirror and witnessed what he was about to wear to go on stage. the best entry by far was, as always, the german entry. they have clearly been researching their target audience, and their song was a weighty, philosophical exploration of the essential sadness at the heart of modernity. why? they asked... why? does the girl in high heels look so sad? to which, as we all know, there is no satisfactory answer... except the one they proposed... 'let's be happy, and let's be gay.' well, why not? its very sensible advice. TITILOVEMYFUCK-CAR ah, but they don't make eurovisions like they used to, do they? remember the old eurovisions? remember the glory glory days of 'a bi ne be a bi ne bo?' and 'la la la la?' everything these days is merely a pale imitation. even darkness is a bit lighter than i remember it. and the immense slackening void just doesn't scare me any more. not much. speaking of imitiations, i was reading 'lions and shadows' by christopher isherwood (its not his best...try 'a single man' instead, which is very good, but anyway that's not the pont to this..) the other day and there's a part in the story where christopher takes what he calls ink snapshots. i suppose if you're going to copy somebody, it may as well be our chris (as they called him down the local working men's club) but i still felt a bit disillusioned, as i thought it was the invention of stu david (as they call him at 'manana's slap, sauna and steam emporium'). 1956, this was. anyone who can find an earlier use of the ink polaroid wins a PRIZE. oh yes. fastest fingers first, now.... TITFUCKARMA yeah, like the buddha once said, the more the world is changing the more it stays the same. and he's right. i don't know why, even so, there's a moment every now and then when the unexpected hits you between the eyes. perhaps that's the surprise, you see. everyone agrees that the past was rather a lot better than the present. the present would be okay, if only it would be a bit less like it is. of course, the past wasn't quite so good when it WAS the present. oh no. because then it wasn't the past. what this says for the future can be summed up in a few short words. yes its true what they say-ay-ay better the devil you know. aint that the truth? i think it was socrates that said that, yknow. until another day, my dears, let's be happy and let's be friends. and remember, its not the men in your life, its the cock up your jaxy. oh no, that wasn't what i meant to say at all. oh hang on, yes, it was. xx ian +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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: not to flood your inboxes with pointless messages that you couldn't care less about but,
by Tamra Thomas 28 May '03

28 May '03

i realized with horror that my first post to the list was full of grammatical mistakes and misspellings when i received it back in email form. my apologies to the fine words "favorite" and "unfortunately". i will always spell you right in the future. with sincerest apologies, tamra "she thought it would be fun to try pornography, she thought it would be fun to try most anything, she was tired of sleeping"-b&s _______________________________________________ Join Excite! - http://www.excite.com The most personalized portal on the Web! +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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: stumbling through the daises
by Tamra Thomas 28 May '03

28 May '03

yes, unfortantly i lack the grace to stroll... the loneliness of a middle distance runner (my current favrite belle and sebastian song) was a book that was published in the sixties, i wonder if there is any connection to the name of the song. the content of the book is far from the content of the song, but interesting none the less. maybe everyone already knows this, maybe my knowledge of music is not as grand as i would like to think. hi. i have never posted to the list before...i was just given a voice. Yea! i have being reading all the posting for a while now, and it is nice to be able to express my enjoyment of belle and sebastian with a group of people who know their music so well. i live far from scotland, and although a lot people know who belle and sebastian are here in seattle, not too many are as insane about them as i am. i often find myself quoting their songs in conversation, and only a few of my close friends get the jokes, and now there is a whole new world of people that will my silly quotations and that makes me happy. you will hear from me again, whether you want to or not. have a good day, tamra "she thought it would be fun to try pornography, she thought it would be fun to try most anything, she was tired of sleeping"-bs _______________________________________________ Join Excite! - http://www.excite.com The most personalized portal on the Web! +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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 don't need beer goggles, but I wear them anyway
by Gardiner, Stuart 28 May '03

28 May '03

Well well. The last few days have seen a return to Classic Sinister (TM). As in, lots of reporting back, smutty puns, in-jokes, and a completely unintelligible post from Mr Gillanders. More. Onwards. As has been pointed out before, I've been on this list for far too long, and really should go out and get a life. Six years. It's just not in my character, you know. The fact that this summer marks eight years since I became a student, and I still haven't got round to getting a proper job, has nothing to do with it. Onwards. GLASGOW It's a place in Scotland, you know. So of course it was going to rain all bloody weekend. Still, it provided an excuse to forget this whole pretence of having a civilised picnic in the park, and just go to the pub instead to watch the football and get drunk. And Everybody was there. If you weren't there, you just don't count. Sorry. And if you were there, chances are by the end of the evening you were incapable of counting. There was much talking, much laughter, and much more drinking. What more do you need to know? Nothing. Onwards. There was a gig later of course. The Delgados sounded half-decent; they might have sounded fully decent if I'd made it in time to see the first half of their set. The Mull Historical Society sounded grate from the TV in the bar, because nobody could be bothered to watch them. And because they didn't see alcohol inside the hall. Belle and Sebastian sounded, but not for as long as we would have liked. Stupid curfew. Richard wasn't gurning as much as normal behind the drum-kit. Stevie looked the epitome of cool, until he sat down behind the keyboard, which was set at the right height for the considerably shorter Chris, so Stevie ended up looking like a schoolboy trying to learn the piano. And Stuart looked, well, silver. To be honest, I spent the first half of the set hoping I wouldn't get hit on the head by the boom camera which was sweeping alarmingly close to my head; and the second half of the set realising that having that many pints isn't a good idea if you're going to be! standing up for an hour without being able to go to the toilet. Still, it was fun. Onwards. I hate name-dropping, don't you? So I won't talk about chatting to the delightful Sarah and others at the after-show party. Onwards. MORE CONTENT A reliable source tells me that the band are hoping to get the new album finished in time for it to come out in about October or November. But hey, this is B&S we're talking about, so I wouldn't hold your breath if I were you. Whenever it does end up appearing, there will be a proper tour to accompany. The same reliable source also solved the mystery of Roy Walker - no, the song isn't about the grate Catchphrase presenter. It originally had another name, but a mis-hearing occurred within the band, and the new name stuck. Unfortunately I was rather drunk at the time, and can't remember the original name - I think it might have been Day Walker or something along those lines. I was onto about my twenty-third pint of the weekend by that point, and concentrating very hard on not doing anything too embarrassing, so you'll have to excuse me. Onwards. NUL POINTS Hey, someone had to bring it up. The most comical event of the year so far. A moment to be proud of. In years to come, people will ask where you were when the UK scored nul points at the Eurovision Song Contest. Was it because of a backlash from the Iraq war? Was it because there were technical problems on stage? Or was it just because the song was crap? Either way (can you say 'either way' when there are three options? There's a problem for all you grammar fans out there...), it was bloody funny. The only people I feel sorry for are the ones playing the Eurovision drinking game who drew the UK out of the hat. Of course, the way to win is to belly-dance to a song nicked wholesale from Shakira's 'Ojos Asi'. It's so simple really. Maybe we should all club together to persuade B&S to enter next year? After all, it we can fix the voting so that they win a Brit award, we should be able to fix the voting for Eurovision as well. Onwards. I LUV HEADINGS. THEY'RE G!R!A!T!E!. Onwards. Big Stu Sinister - where the women are beautiful, and the men aren't fussy. +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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: final (?) primavera comments
by anakin_sky＠gmx.net 28 May '03

28 May '03

hi, i just wanted to add that i thought mogwai were the best band (gig) in barcelona, incredibly beautiful and unreal and headsmashingly loud and earstrokingly tender and quiet at the same time... of course b&s were amazing, so were sonic youth and arab strap, plus... i was lucky enough to arrive in barcelona on wednesday night already, so i could see godspeed you! black emperor at the primavera launch party on thursday night...absolutely amazing. that was all, sorry i couldn't speak longer to paul and elena...too many people in the end to find you again. all the best, anne. -- +++ GMX - Mail, Messaging & more http://www.gmx.net +++ Bitte lächeln! Fotogalerie online mit GMX ohne eigene Homepage! +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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: Can everyone put away their crayons please
by mummy i've grazed my knee 27 May '03

27 May '03

Don't you ever just want to draw on the walls lots? Not proper drawings, just scribble, all over the show. Yum I haven't been around these parts for a very long time, but today I finished my degree, so I thought I'd celebrate by catching up with an old friend. I only got 2 hours sleep last night because I was very nervous, so please excuse the appallingly crass, abrupt and generally nonsensical nature of this e-mail. POOEY BOTTOM Oooh! Have you ever been so excited you don't know what to do with yourself? I've worked solidly, day in, day out for the last ten weeks and now I'm free I feel a little lost and confused. I've forgotten how to do nothing. I wrote about God today - it seemed a suitably fitting subject to end my 17 year endurance of the British education system on, but the conclusion to the last essay I will ever have to write was a rather lacklustre shrug of the shoulders and heavy sigh rather than some insightful theory on the nature of religious inclusivism. Now I've worried myself. BELLE AND SEBASTIAN I had banned myself from listening to them for the whole of last term because the music made me too happy, and being happy is never conducive to a good work ethic. I look forward to a dance in my room this evening. I haven't read sinister for ages, I hope I don't start a horrid trend here where everybody posts and nobody reads. What's going on with the shiny Betamax? I read that it is out in the States on 17th June. Do we get it here? I don't have one of those shiny Betamax players though, so I'd just have to try and watch it using a gramophone or something. SINISTER AND SURROUNDING VILLAGES PARISH NEWS I've heard on the YSM grapevine that there are lots of new people moving in to the stylish semi-detached estates in the north east corner of the village, and lots of them come from far away. This scares me. Not because they're new, that's grate, but because I can't cope with change. I didn't want them to build in the field next to me, but when they did and I saw that all the nice new people had moved in, I felt a grate joy. It's difficult to leave your old cardigan behind sometimes. Do people still use headings, drink Ribena and spell grate like that? YSM I'm sure that the York Sinister Massive must make this the most twee university in the whole world and that's nothing but nicely grate. Next year, I get to take over running the twee university because I'm President of our Students' Union which is possibly the most scary thing in the whole world. I'm only 21 and I've got a budget of half a million to look after, about 40 members of staff under me and a say in how to run a university. I'm really frightened. This e-mail is turning rubbish, it's all about me and that's not very interesting How are you sinister? You should call round for some Ribena later and we can catch up. I particularly like the apple flavour one. I know it's a bit nouveau and all, but one has to live a little. I've missed you. Let me never leave you alone again. Chris Jones. xxxx +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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: More REPORTING BACK from Barcelona
by elenita 99 27 May '03

27 May '03

Hola amigos, Although Gingerfox Paul-Freaky-Fingers (and guess who had to stand there translating it all in order so they would let Mr Freaky Fingers in the festival area? yes, me!) gave you quite some details about the fantastic weekend we spent in Barcelona, I shall add a few things in order to all get you jealous. First of all, some CONTENT (so you won't have to read until the end to get what you want, how nice of me) Stuart was indeed very foxy in his silver pants, as Lucy pointed out recently. Although a special mention goes to Mick who was just looking cute in a very classy shirt, and rocked quite a lot while playing guitar with a foot on the amp in front of him. As for the set itself, I thought it was good, but then being just in front of the stage helped quite a lot (even if I ended up half deaf). We had a couple of new songs, including one by Stevie called "Travelling light" that I didn't like very much and one by Stuart that was good (but I don't remember how it's called, shame on me). We also had some of my fave songs EVER live, Judy and Dirty Dream, which got me jumping around and grinning like an idiot. But the guy next to me was also grinning like an idiot, so it was fine. All in all, a good gig. More CONTENT: thanks to Jordi, the hypest kid in Barcelona, I got to shake Stuart's hand on the following night and talk to him for three minutes (do I sound really cool and detached when I say this? Because let me tell you I was just DEAD EXCITED inside but tried to go "hey hi there, how's it going?" like it happens everyday that I meet the frontman of my fave band in the whole world). So that was even more excitment. Although he does not wear his silver pants to hang around in the festival and watch bands, damnit. As for the rest, we attended a fair amount of gigs, including a interesting set by Adam Green, a good one from Migala, an ok-ish gig by Future Bible Heroes, some far too noisy songs by Wire, some good rocking performance by Sonic Youth, and a RAWKING hour of pure rock'n'roll by the White Stripes, the best band of the weekend (after B&S, that is). At that stage of the night it was 2 in the morning, rain pouring down and everybody soaking wet, and these guys got thousands of people jumping around under the rain and shaking their bums all around the place. Man, this was good. As for the weekend itself, it was exhausting: lots of beer, lots of gigs (my legs still hurt), lots of driving (how nuts do you have to be to drive down to Barcelona for the weekend??), lots of languages spoken hence lots of confusion in my mind, lots of rain at some point, and lots of tortilla sandwiches (eer no that is a good thing actually) I also got to meet new people (hello, you know who you are) and failed to meet some more (sorry Don!), and did not even mind about not getting sun tanned. That's it, you know it all. Mmm I also took a couple of pictures (at least I didn't get my camera stolen, tsk) so if any of them is worth a look I shall scan them and let you know. Hasta la vista babies, Elena _________________________________________________________________ Add photos to your messages with MSN 8. Get 2 months FREE*. http://join.msn.com/?page=features/featuredemail +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister(a)missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo(a)missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+

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Sinister: it's been a long time that I am waiting
by Stefano [Steady-State] 26 May '03

26 May '03

My dearest sinister fellows Sometimes I wish I could say the right things. At the right time. or the wrong thing, even. but at the right time. all appear to be a matter of time. If I had some. I can call mine. and now this long long long is about to fade out. it is getting to and end and I can feel that taste in my mouth. the taste that I wouldn't like and want to fell. something that tells me I haven't taken the most of it. and, yes, sometimes, it only happens once a lifetime. and, yes, a lifetime is a sometimes a long long time. no matter how short it is. I was staying on the grass somewhere in the park. and I could feel it softer and I could see it greener, and smell it sharper, and still feel like I was not part of all this game and the things which is moving around. I could see my self, like reflected in the sky, projected somewhere else, listening to the bird sing, because there was no human voices close enough, which were talking to me. so I look and listen all around, and to remember the lesson that the morning had tried to teach me. one day at down. but will the flower and the trees hadn't any time for me. will have they one day? might be when I'll lay down. finally. I want to remember things exactly how they happen on that funny day. drink another glass of wine?? can be a good idea. take care your (quite sinister) stefano //////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// falling asleep no warring about the curtains +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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: Esture haciendo crecer fresas
by Paul Field 26 May '03

26 May '03

Hello sinister, Its been a while since I did any REPORTING BACK but as I have been to see our fellow beloveds twice in less than a week, I suppose I should pull my ever-increasing weight. Isa thinks enough has been said about Glasgae so I shall skip that and head off to the sunnier and drier climate of Barcelona. Or so I believed. I went about things a slightly odd way, getting the train to Paris, meeting up with Elena the frog, getting the Train to paris and then being picked by Frederic and driving to Barcelona in what was, for my pale English skin, blistering heat. The reason was a question of money, and I convinced myself that it was a good way to see France. Of course you can see a country from its motorways. We arrived, met up with the wonderful company of Maria, Jordi, Nal and Aitor dropped our bags off and went out to....queue. It was somewhat reminiscent of the bowlie extravanganza only there was no impromptu entertainment from any of Belle & Sebastian. Instead our entertainment came in the form of a couple from Tolouse who were out of their tetes on something or other. Oh, and I have to admit that the fact the queue was packed with very pretty girls was an added bonus, though it goes without saying that none compared to our own Maria and Elena. It was clearly going to be an eventful weekend, we realised this when the entry system involved having a magnetic card which was then associated with your finger prints and to enter the venue you had to first register your finger prints with your card (hence the queue) and then whenever you entered both were checked. I think I am now known as Paul Freaky Fingers Field as this took around....100 scans of my fingers on the Friday night and resulted in my missing the go betweens and half of yo la tengo. So I suppose I have half of it. To cut to the chase, B&S were fantastic. The only slight dissapointment was that the playlist was very similar to the prior week in Glasgow - but as Nal pointed out, the band probably thought nobody was stupid enough to go to both. The only difference that sprang to my mind was the inclusion of get me away from here in spain. I was glad to stay. Stuart was once again resplendent in silver scuds and wearing a tight tshirt showing off his pecs and biceps. I almost wanted to fall into his arms myself. The night ended with an encore and another cover version to add to the list - a joint effort between Belle and sebastian and teenage fanclub of Big Stars September gurls Then...after being awake for almost 24 hours it was time to sleep. For all of 6 hours before it started again with the realisation that I had left my camera at the gig after they had taken it off me saying I wasnt allowed it in the venue. We went off to see Pipas give a typically nigh on shambolic yet still charming performance before doing a bit of the old tourist route which I shant bore you with as this isnt a rough guide. Then saturday night came and so did the rain. How often does it rain in Barcelona? I dont live there, Ive never been there before, but I am sure its not bloody often. We went to see loads of bands but I shant list them as youll all get horribly jealous and want to stab me. Or maybe fuck me with knives. It amounts to the same thing I am sure. I will say Sonic Youth rocked with a captical RRR in places but will tedious and dull in other places, I loved wire but I stood alone in that opinion. I thought Fred was with me until we left the tent and he smiled and took his earplugs out. I have never been a fan of the white stripes but they were admitttedly rather good and RRR ocked too though they did tread dangerously close to led zepellin style warbling at times. Oh, and the camera. Yup, it had been stolen. Yo la tengo? ¿quién lo tiene? And now, even though its 9pm, its time for bed. Hopefully until Broadcast on Friday... Adios Amigos, Paul __________________________________________________ It's Samaritans' Week. Help Samaritans help others. Call 08709 000032 to give or donate online now at http://www.samaritans.org/support/donations.shtm +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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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