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Sinister: A sinister panto: Beans And The Beanstalk, part 1
by Retro^Sec 26 Dec '02

26 Dec '02

BEANS AND THE BEANSTALK Scene 1 A winter's day In a deep and dark December Stuart, and flatmate, Chris Beans Geddes. Stuart: Chris, well, it looks like well have to sell the old cow. We need some money. I dunno how much well get for her. Take her to market and see what you can get, Chris. Im trusting you not to mess up on this. We need money for food, the TV license and to pay the leccy bill, and maybe still have some for the cinema. Chris: Yeah. Itll be sad to get rid of her. Stuart: Well, goodbye Isobel. Chris: You not coming? Stuart: Nah. Gonna watch the telly. Chris: Whats on the box? Stuart: Man About The House Chris: .. With Paula Wilcox? Stuart: Aye. Chris: Kewl. [Chris takes Isobel to market. He swaps her for some Northern Soul records, ignoring Stuarts advice.] Chris: not in any way definitive, just my current faves. These are great! Stuart: (rubbing hands gleefully) so lets see chris! How much did you get us? Chris: I met a man today. He told me something pretty strange. There's always somebody saying something, He said, "The world is as soft as lace." It reminded me of records. So I ended up record shopping. Look, I got this neat record, by Frank Wilson Do I Love You (Indeed I Do). This is my favourite at the moment, sends shivers down the spine from start to finish. A great dance beat and a storming vocal that is heartfelt but not too sentimental. A perfect record. [Stuarts face drops.] Stuart: spluttering you got records?? Chris: yeah, Lots of these tunes are pretty easy to get on compilations. Stuart: you got records???? Chris: Yeah. Theyre great. Youll love them. Stuart: (face like thunder) I dont love ANYTHING Chris: Not even Christmas? Stuart: Especially not that! Chris: hey Stuart, you look like your about to explode [Stuart gasps, turns on his heel, and walks out the room.] Chris: Nice day for a sulk [goes back to looking at his records.] [Stuart re-enters the room, picks up some of the records, and in a rage, smashes them, and throws them out the window, in a fit of rocknroll madman antics. Chris looks on, shocked.] Chris: Whadja do that for? Stuart: I asked you to get us some money! Chris: Records are valuable! and for a small fee I'll dj in your front room. Stuart: we need money. Chris, we need cash for food. Your djing at school discos wont get us far, will it? Its not as if theyre paying you. For men with guns, maturing in age will always pay a shitty wage. They'll always pay a shitty wage Chris: oh, yeah Stuart: (mocking) oh, yeah yer shoelace is undone by the way [Chris bends over to tie his lace. As he does so, he accidentally bumps a Ming vase, which was sitting on the edge of a table. Stuart screams like a girl.] Stuart: Youre an untied state of calamity! Chris: HEY! It was an accident! Stuart: What are we gonna do? We have no money. You swapped Isobel for some records. You know we dont stand a chance. [Chris sighs heavily. A solitary tear rolls down Chris cheek.] Stuart Aye. Thats right. Hang your head in shame and cry your life away. Chris: well you didnt have to smash up my records. What is it I must do to pay for all my crimes? What is it I must do? I would do it all the time. Stuart (patting Chris on the shoulder, affectionately, but in a manly way): Chris, where did you go wrong? You used to make me smile when I was down [Chris sobs a bit more.] Stuart: Look. Chris. What have we got left? I got rid of my car and I loved my car. Chris (interupting): yeah, and GAVE AWAY the money to CHARITY. And you have the nerve to have a go at me. If you had specs, Id call you a speccy fucker. Stuart: Thats not the point Chris: No? At least I got something back for Isobel. I got records. And now you smashed them up, and I got nothing! [Stuart throws the record pieces out the window.] Stuart: There. NOW youve got nothing. Chris: Git. [Stuart and Chris go to their respective bunk beds, fighting on the ladder for the top bunk. Stuart, being an ex-boxer n all, wins. Chris lies on the bottom bunk grumbling.] Stuart: Go to sleep! Chris: No you go to sleep first! [The argument over who goes to sleep first rages on for half an hour, resulting in both falling asleep.] TO BE CONTINUED..... ===== <a href="http://retrosec.blogspot.com/">http://retrosec.blogspot.com/</a> thoughts __________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Everything you'll ever need on one web page from News and Sport to Email and Music Charts http://uk.my.yahoo.com +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister(a)missprint.org. 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Sinister: feliz navidad
by Joanne Hill 26 Dec '02

26 Dec '02

hello all, best christmas greetings to everyone. As ususal its been a day of too much food, too much alcohol, sleepy relatives and way too much crap telly. But it was better than expected, despite getting disillusioned recently with the living at home with the folks thing I didn't have a bad day. A bit rainy though. Won't last for long, will be with my beloved by the weekend and then back to Canada for some proper winter weather (getting a bit scared of low temperatures now) in about two weeks. I need my Toronto independence back! I think a christmas with my boyf would be nice and is well overdue. Next year maybe. I miss him. Also can't wait to give him his xmas pressie, a Mark Rothko print, one of his faves but I can't stand it. Call that art??!! ...its all a matter of personal taste. But I love him enough to give him a present that he would love even if I have to look at the dreadful thing. I suppose its too much to ask that there are any sinisterees in the Coventry-Leamington area? Thats where I'll be for New Year. Debated the Blow Up party in London but since I can't stand that city and its a bit too far and expensive, Leamington it will have to be. Thanks for reading my boring post, Joanne xxxxxx _________________________________________________________________ MSN 8 with e-mail virus protection service: 3 months FREE*. http://join.msn.com/?page=features/virus&xAPID=42&PS=47575&PI=7324&DI=7474&… http://www.hotmail.msn.com/cgi-bin/getmsg&HL=1216hotmailtaglines_eliminatev… +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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: so this is christmas....
by Christine Irene 26 Dec '02

26 Dec '02

hello everyone. i haven't posted in ages. i was intending to send a christmas post to give everyone a well wishing...a pall was cast over this intention today. this morning, round 6 am, my father died. he and i had had plenty of "issues", but none of them seem to matter now. i was raised by my grandparents and when my father escaped death 10 years ago, i thought i would be in the clear in that regard for many years to come. i thought that i would be fine in the event of his death. i have found this to be false. i have been a mess all day. i see little sense in this entire situation. i do find some solace,however, in the fact that in the past 10 years, my father was able to become for my little sister what he could never be for my older siblings and i. i don't really know what else to say. i don't know why i am posting any of this really. i suppose i am using the list as a panacea. a way to get my thoughts out of my head into the blind abyss of cyberdom. wishing you a merrier christmas than mine... ~stine __________________________________________________ Do you Yahoo!? Yahoo! Mail Plus - Powerful. Affordable. Sign up now. http://mailplus.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: Big John Lebowski Shaft (29TH DEC = INTERNATIONAL SINISTER BOWLING DAY)
by Kenneth P Y Chu 25 Dec '02

25 Dec '02

HELLO ALL! Just a quick reminder, that THIS WEEKEND IS INTERNATION SINISTER BOWLING DAY! It started last year, when sinister communities all around the world were to organise a BOWLING FEST in their local area, and then REPORT BACK. Now, IT'S BACK! WHAT TO DO NOW ============== Call all the sinisters in your area now, and go BOWLING WITH THEM this weekend, either 28th or 29th Dec. And then REPORT BACK to sinister telling us how great it was, and how great I am. Thank you James Thorniley for organising the London one! I hope to be there! I hear that there might be a GLASGOW event in the horizon too (see what Id just done? glasgow EVENT in the HORIZON - wow I'm good). OK Just to recap... /1. Organise bowling for this weekend with fellow sinisters /2. Go bowling this weekend with fellow sinisters /3. Report back on how great it was /4. Report back on how great I am HAPPY XMAS Ken _________________________________________________________________ Protect your PC - get McAfee.com VirusScan Online http://clinic.mcafee.com/clinic/ibuy/campaign.asp?cid=3963 +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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: Last Christmas, I Ken Chu my heart (bowling)
by Father Christmas 24 Dec '02

24 Dec '02

Ho Ho Ho, hello sinister. My name is Father Christmas! Not Santa, no, I've been trying to get rid of that name for years. I only signed that deal with coke cause I thought it was just for the one year. We were really strapped for cash you see, and the bloody elf unions were giving me so much frickin hassle. So anyway, it turned out I'd actually signed off my image for the sole use of Coca Cola for the rest of my life. Unfortunately that means forever in my case. Still, I'm not allowed to be frickin angry am I?!! Oh no, its in my contract, I have to be jolly, or they'll fire me out of a cannon. (London listees / people who want to go bowling read on, all else have a very merry christmas xxxx) So anyway, I heard you all wanted to go bowling. Not the sort of request I normally deal with. Frankly, I don't see why you can't sort it out amongst yourselves. If you want to go bowling please turn up at Rowens bowling alley, Stroud Green Road which is somewhere in north london. I think its pretty much opposite finsbury park tube station, if you leave by the correct exit, I don't know which one that is, or even if there's more than one exit. Time: 3.30pm Sunday 29th December. Sorry I know its short notice but uhh, one of you is leaving london the weekend after and would really like to go hence it is this weekend. Please please please come. If its a terrible day for you we could perhaps move it to saturday or something, feel free to give me an email. Bye then, I have to get down to Sainsbury's before they close and buy twelve tons of petrol to do my deliveries tonight. Ho Ho Ho. Merry Christmas Father Christmas +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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: God Bless Us, Every One
by robin stout 24 Dec '02

24 Dec '02

Dear All Every year, on Christmas Eve, my friends and I go to the local pub and eat a special "Santa Pie". It's the biggest pie you've ever seen, honest, and very tasty, although the beard can be a bit chewy. No, not really! It's not really Santa *in* a pie! It's mostly sprouts, actually. Sprouts and a sausage if you're lucky. Well, I'm sitting here, at home, trying to get through the post-pie lull and considering whether I may as well simply curl up here on this bed and go to sleep. But every time I close my eyes I have terrifying visions of the Blue Peter Christmas Special's Bollywood Finale... So instead, I decided to write this. And I thought that I'd begin with a song: "He came down to Earth from Heaven. Who is God and Lord of all..." No, I'm not singing about the Pinefox, I'm actually, like our tender armed brother Struan, singing about Our Lord: The Christ Baby. Oh yes. I'm filled with the joy of the season alright. Well, it's either that or the sherry. I love singing carols, and I actually went carol singing on Friday. This is another little tradition that I keep every year. I go singing with the local church, who send groups of carol singers around the town to visit the homes of the old, deaf and barmy. I have to sing extra loud so they won't guess that I am in fact a Sinner and an Unbeliever. Well, after the Peel carol concert on Wednesday I was feeling pumped up, like Grandad's belly on Boxing Day morning, and, while I couldn't persuade them to sing "He Come From Da Glorious King Dom" I did manage to wrangle a solo for "We Three Kings". Usually I play Gaspar, the shape-shifting king, but today I was chosen to be Balthazar, the hip-hop king. I intended to play my part with gravitas and pathos. I was going to make Old Betty weep. I was going to make Old Albert's false teeth fall out in open mouthed wonder. But, instead, after Melchior and Gaspar had finished and I launched into my Wise Words about Myhrr, I realised that although I knew the tune perfectly well I'd begun to sing something entirely different. I panicked, and began looking desperately for the right notes. Now, as I said, Balthazar - the King from Da Hood - is a tricky role to play. It requires perfect concentration, something of which, as I grasped blindly for the notes, I didn't have very much. So, instead of singing "Sorrowful, sighing, bleeding, dying, sealed in a stone cold tomb", informing The Christ of his unhappy future, I got a little carried away with the alliteration and sang "Sorrowful, sighing, seeding (?!), lying..", then gave up. They forgave me, of course. If there's one thing Christians have in spades it's forgiveness. But I'm a little worried that the Big Fella won't be too pleased, and instead of enjoying myself tonight as I should I'm going to be spending most of my time checking the sky for thunderclouds in case I'm unexpectedly smote. I thought B+S were very good, actually. Far better than me, anyway, although I think the verdict's still out on some of the new songs. It's a wonder Stuart finds any time to put on Carol Concerts what with his dairy and everything. I'd better be off down the boozer soon. I think that I'll just say hello to Melanie before I go. It's good to have you with us Melanie. I like to see a girl who knows where to stick an umlaut. So, I'm afraid I can't give you a Bollywood ending, but I can wish you all a Merie Christmas and if we screw up our eyes and all make a wish, maybe the Christmas Angel Llew might come and pay us a festive visit. r o b i n x ps: I must say that the Christmas angels who have visited us already this year have been very eloquent, and Vel and PF's words on Strummer were just perfect. I feel i should mention Mary from Sterolab, too, who died a few weeks ago. Like Nico, she died on a bicycle. I think it's a good way to go. That's rock n roll. _________________________________________________________________ MSN 8 helps eliminate e-mail viruses. Get 3 months FREE*. http://join.msn.com/?page=features/virus&xAPID=42&PS=47575&PI=7324&DI=7474&… http://www.hotmail.msn.com/cgi-bin/getmsg&HL=1216hotmailtaglines_virusprote… +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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: Last Christmas
by Reggie Whitecastle 24 Dec '02

24 Dec '02

Hello Sinister! I have been away for a while--as an early Christmas present, my sister helped fund me a trip to Madagascar this holiday season for a Lizard expedition--wow, I don't think I can even begin to describe how amazing this experience was. I had my walkman on the entire time listening to "The Boy with the Arab Strap" as I observed my favorite lizards in their NATURAL HABITAT!! A little bird told me that there has been doubt circling around the Sinister community as to my existence. Wow, how flattering!! More specifically, Robyn Fadden and Caitlin Pigtails don't really believe that I exist. I still hope that Marianna Longmire believes in me, because she's my future wife. (Marianna--will you?) Actually, I shouldn't joke around because I have a girlfriend now! Yeah, remember Denise the seductive waitress at the Gunther Toody's? One night, after a few too many O'Douls at Mr. Bojangles, she and I went home together; it was a night to remember. Strangely, though, ever since then I keep trying to call her and I keep getting her answering machine. She must be busy with the holidays or something. But, it was a night of passion indeed, even though when I woke up the next morning she was gone. I figured that she didn't want me to see her with racoon eyes, or something. She's usually pretty dolled up, so she must be self-conscious about her appearance. But sigh, isn't love great? Once Christmas is over, I'll be focusing my attention on February 14th, which is usually the most depressing day of the year for me. But I think it will be okay this year, despite the fact that I turn 40 soon. Okay, well Yoko and John are pawing around at me, which either means they want to watch Eddie Murphy stand-up comedy with me, or they're hungry. Merry X-mas Sinister! Toodles! Reggie __________________________________________________ Do you Yahoo!? Yahoo! Mail Plus - Powerful. Affordable. Sign up now. http://mailplus.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: The ragga drops the Hitsville UK...
by Samiam Green Eggs And Ham 24 Dec '02

24 Dec '02

Yesterday was a sad day. I knew it was quite rotten when I found out that I couldn't be with my family for xmas. To make it worse, I heard that Joe Strummer passed away while I was on the way home. Although I was way too young to see them before they broke up, I'd always wanted to see Strummer. Yesterday was a sad day. Sam NP: NYC by Interpol _________________________________________________________________ Protect your PC - get McAfee.com VirusScan Online http://clinic.mcafee.com/clinic/ibuy/campaign.asp?cid=3963 +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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: Straight To Heaven
by P F 23 Dec '02

23 Dec '02

Yes, a great man is dead. The news shocked. So young - well, 50 is not quite young even now: but it needn't be a dying age in the millennial developed world. I don't know the details of his death - no matter. His life was important. There are those who'll tell you that the Clash were always worse than second-rate: that they lacked the epoch-defining quality of the Pistols. I listen to that case with respect, as long as it's respectfully made. Often it isn't. Still, my editor, for instance, will probably tell you that Lydon was like Presley or Martin Luther: an intuitive genius of the culture. And many, following this path, will find little to say for Strummer. The Clash are seen as derivative of the Pistols (but what's wrong with derivation?); as calculated and self-concsious rather than instinctive pixies of misrule; as men too addicted to their gender. There is something in all this. But the thing is, I don't really *like* the Pistols. When did you last listen to them? You did? No matter - I didn't. But the Clash: when did I last listen to the Clash? Not recently enough. But when I was a boy with a more innocent head, fewer tunes and clearer skin than today, I would gradually collect instances of their handiwork. A country fan, pop promoter and would-be nurse taped me, not just the LPs (he edited !SANDINISTA! specially) but the B-sides. Those were slightly emptier days in a way - I mean, if someone gave you a tape, you *listened* to it. Maybe I was just young. Anyway: 'First Night Back In London'. 'Jail Guitar Doors'. '1977'. And that one with which we'd greet each other in a pub or a kebab shop, 'Groovy Times'. "The housewives", he'd say, "are all singing it". Forget the band rivalries, the inter-punk competition clubs - though me, I backed the Clash for that title then and I do now; even the Buzzcocks trailed a ways behind. Think of the band's, and the man's, actual qualities. Some of them seeming negatives, things you had to make yourself kind of like: the raggedness, the sprawl, the endless dub versions. Some of them better from the start: the politics, they were always ambiguous, never quite up front enough for a lad who took Homage To Catalonia to provincial football matches; but they were more present than almost anywhere in the pop tradition. The wit - look at the scurrying scribbles of the lyrics on the London Calling LP. The rock thrills: think of the drum and the guitars at the start of 'Safe European Home'. The range, a rare thing for me to enjoy: the way they essayed gospel, ballroom dancing, electric guitar waltz, reggae, country, disco and the rest, cheek by jowl, like they were making 29 PROTEST SONGS without any mention of Busby Berkeley. And further back, it comes to me now: the visceral rush only childhood can instil, the mystery and drama of 'London Calling' itself, throbbing repeatedly into me before I was seven years old. That was the Clash. Strummer himself, remarkably, was more appealing than all that. Try to catch him on a documentary - I'm thinking of Don Letts' WESTWAY TO THE WORLD, which they'll surely repeat some day now. I watched that in wonder: not so much at the band's exploits, but at the man's latter-day presence, his astounding charisma when placed in front of a camera. He drawled, but he didn't mumble: he wanted to *talk*, like a dear old pal uncorking a bottle of wine. He talked as few pop stars could. I can't quite remember what he said. I know he talked about emotion and affection. It was all passion and wry glory - but it wasn't just dumb raw feeling, there was such intelligence too, somewhere, in the way he slowly wrapped phrases around the memories that started flying back at him once the cameras rolled and they asked him a question. Maybe it was the slow sincerity of his voice; maybe the cautious look in his eye. I don't know. I knew I had rarely seen a greater pop interviewee. Stronger, deeper fans will pay their tributes elsewhere. I can't be, don't want to be, one of them. The Clash are not my favourite band of all time; Joe Strummer was not my favourite pop star ever. But he was a lot - my favourite punk, the wryest rebel, a man whose chunky clang and rasp played in the background in times I'll never get back now. And a good man, surely, in a hard world. __________________________________________________ Do you Yahoo!? Yahoo! Mail Plus - Powerful. Affordable. Sign up now. http://mailplus.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: upsetting news and exciting plans
by Sean Howell 23 Dec '02

23 Dec '02

Good Morning Sinister, I'm sitting here in my office this morning, and since it's the last day of work before xmas, I suspect little work will be done in this office today, not that I'm complaining or anything. It gives me time to email you all! First the bad news, Joe Strummer of The Clash died. I found out this morning, and it's quite sad really. He was rather young as well, only 50....pretty much my father's age, which is a bit disturbing, as his health isn't really the greatest. At least he's doing loads of kung-fu these days in order to try to keep himself fit. Now onward to a far sunnier topic....INDIEPOP POKER NIGHT!!!! Yes, not to seem like I'm riding on Ken Chu's coat tails or anything, but I am organizing a poker night to utilize my newly aquired B&S playing cards to their fullest! Anyone is is welcome, and I'd love to have some sinister people come out to enjoy the evening. It's looking like it will take place during the first week of Janurary, and it will be happening at my house. I was thinking that instead of betting money (as I have none) we could bet records, cds, buttons, and any other memoribilia/random things that we may have and be willing to part with as the result of losing a card game. So anyone in the DC/Maryland/Virginia/Pennsylvania area, come out and try your hand. I'm sure there will be some sort of after game outing as well, all the more reason to come. Well, I suppose that's enough begging and pleading. If you happen to be interested, email me off list, and I'll furnish you with all the necessary details. Ahh, the wonders of modern technology. I listened to B&S on John Peel the other day, and was quite pleased by what I heard. I especially enjoyed the James Brown cover!! It certainly got me in the holiday spirit. Thank you darling internet for making it all possible. Well, some work just got dropped on my desk, and in the interest of keeping this job, I should probably do it, so I must take my leave now. I'd like to wish a happy holidays to every single one of you. Hopefully you are all happy and healthy. love and holiday cheer, Sean P.S. - Isn't this sinister present exchange business wonderful fun???? _________________________________________________________________ The new MSN 8: smart spam protection and 3 months FREE*. http://join.msn.com/?page=features/junkmail&xAPID=42&PS=47575&PI=7324&DI=74… http://www.hotmail.msn.com/cgi-bin/getmsg&HL=1216hotmailtaglines_smartspamp… +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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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