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Sinister: Riddle me this, Batboy
by Michael Ashbridge 08 Aug '02

08 Aug '02

The Boy G wrote: THE RIDDLE: 100 prisoners in solitary cells. There's a central living room with one light bulb; the bulb is initially off [...] The prisoners are allowed to get together one night, to discuss a plan. What plan should they agree on, so that eventually, someone will make a correct assertion? Can I just thank That Boy G for completely ruining my lunchtime? I read that just before lunch and was musing on it privately. Then the rest of my fellow grad students came over to the lab and I threw it out for general discussion. There's still a pitched battle being fought out there. The engineers are doing themselves proud against the logical cannons of the mathematicians and probability theorists, while the lone humanities student is busily reassessing her own theories of sociocultural stereotyping. I think blood is going to be spilled soon. We've hit on several workable solutions. Too many, in fact. My solution takes at least 299 days, and there are others who think it can be done sooner. The issue now seems to be proving which is optimal. I stand no chance whatsoever of getting any work done for the rest of the day. Bastard. - M. P.S. I wrote several weeks ago regarding my lack of perspective on the Belles and my disbelief that they could ever make a record I wouldn't like. If they ever commit "Love on the Marsh" to CD, that'll be the first. Beautiful lyrics, yes, but MY EARS! MY EARS! argh! +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister(a)missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo(a)missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+

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Sinister: My Favourite Crayon
by mummy i've grazed my knee 08 Aug '02

08 Aug '02

Dear all, It's been a while - a very long while. THE TRAIN ARRIVING ON PLATFORM 1 IS THE 8:15 FROM MANCHESTER, THE TRAIN DEPARTING ON PLATFORM 2 IS THE SAD TRAIN TO THE BOY G's HEART People coming, people going - it's a funny place. Sad to lose the boy G, nice to see there's a picnic to commemorate it, even if I won't be there. Glad to see the delicious return of Mr.Trousers, here's to many more wholesome posts. CREAMY CONTENT So the Peel stuff. John Peel lives a few miles up the road from me don't you know. I could feel Struan in the air, oozing boyish charm, charismatic smiles and succulent melodies. I didn't rate the tunes that much though. The boy Walton has already condemned me to the indie toilet for daring to suggest that a 'change of direction' was not a desirable thing - no doubt everyone else will too - but I buy Belle And Sebastian because I liked Tigermilk, Sinister and the three EP's - I liked the fey, the whimsical, the dreamy tales of schoolboy angst not seen since Emma's House was released. If they released IYFS from now until eternity, I would be happy. That one with the trumpet was OK, and Desperation Made A Fool Of Me went someway to demonstrating a return to form, although I have yet to see how the beginning sounds like Seymour Stein. Sarah's song about sunbeams was very pleasant, although her voice will take time to grow on me, much like that of a departed cellist I would imagine. I didn't care much for the other two though. After months in the darkness, it's nice to see I can come up with some real in depth analysis. ISOBEL ON THE RUN It was mentioned during the Olympics, but anyone watching the 400m hurdles yesterday would have seen Isobel Campbell furthering her athletic career by making it to a European final. She's Scottish as well you know. WE'RE GOING OUT - ON BRIGHTON PIER This weekend, the York Sinister Massive are tootling down to the south coast for a holiday in Brighton. It will be my first holiday in over eight years, so I'm as happy as a child with a potato cake. Archel appears to have something simmering for Sunday, so I'll leave it to someone who knows what they're doing to sort that out. I'm happy just to smile and watch. It would be lovely to see the London kids and Chu crew make it down. Looking forward to seeing you all there. This post was absolute rubbish, but I read appendix A and B. Chris Jones. +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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 know what else to do
by adevens＠antioch-college.edu 08 Aug '02

08 Aug '02

we had a halloween party here on campus last night and since my friend was throwing it he asked me to be one of the dj's, which i did. i put on a costume, put my glasses, and all my cd's, and my headphones into a backpack and went to the party and dj'd. after i was done i put the backpack with the dj stuff, asked the next dj to look after it and danced. sometime after that someone stole my backpack. from the middle of a party. with tons of people around. when i first found out i was so mad i couldn't see straight. then i was just really really sad. it's still possible that someone just picked it up by accident, but i sort of doubt it. today's community day here at my school, we are supposed to spend the day having fun and we have no classes. i'm not really in the mood for having fun. and, as much as i will miss my 200 cd's, i just really want to be able to see right now. *sigh* arik +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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 Can Only Give Chu Everything (Features plausibly exciting picnic details)
by The Boy G 07 Aug '02

07 Aug '02

THE RIDDLE: 100 prisoners in solitary cells. There's a central living room with one light bulb; the bulb is initially off. No prisoner can see the light bulb from his or her own cell. Everyday, the warden picks a prisoner at random, and that prisoner goes to the central living room. While there, the prisoner can toggle the bulb if he or she wishes. Also, the prisoner has the option of asserting the claim that all 100 prisoners have been to the living room. If this assertion is false (that is, some prisoners still haven't been to the living room), all 100 prisoners will be shot for their stupidity. However, if it is indeed true, all prisoners are set free. Thus, the assertion should only be made if the prisoner is 100% certain of its validity. The prisoners are allowed to get together one night, to discuss a plan. What plan should they agree on, so that eventually, someone will make a correct assertion? This is a gorgeous riddle. THE SUN-COMPREHENDING LASS: I caught self-consciousness from Erica MacArthur, you know. Andrew Churchman would approve. THE NERVE.COM PERSONAL AD: Goes like this - "Because I'll be the private-school eye-candy that you think you want. Because I'll tell you pretty lies, and refuse to slow-dance. Later on, we'll have realised that it was never going to work, but the letters we'll send will embarass your future boyfriends." No-one replies. THE QUOTE: "Yeah. Yeah, that. It's quite saucy! Superb..." - Ken Chu, asleep on Marianna's sofa. THE BIG IDEA: August 10th - Official Boy G leaving picnic. 2pm, Primrose Hill or Spread Eagle if raining. Bring presents, the answer to the riddle, or just bring yourselves, yo. Strange Fruit will follow, the beginning of everything else. August 11th - All new Archel-confirmed rearranged Brighton shebang! It's a one-day festival of piers, poets and pebble beaches. You really ought to go. August 13th - G flees from shame of humiliating picnic behaviour, gets on plane. Arrives Charlotte, meets the Llew, collapses and dies at tragically young age having acheived all remaining ambitions. THE BLOG: Will not be linked here. I have my pride. +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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 am so content when there is content.
by idleberry 07 Aug '02

07 Aug '02

Andrew Churchman wrote: "I've been on this list since I was a sophmore in highschool and now I' beginning my sophmore year at college. Sinister seems more like a place now for people just to talk about there personal lives. ...people would talk about neat little things like stuart zipping his cardigan on "great expectations" or the sound of the lit cigarette on "chickfactor",etc. ... I just wanted some of the new listees to know that this list wasn't always this boring. Whenever I open these digest I'm bombarded with ... rants ... that aren't even remotely related to B+S." And now I know exactly what he means. anyway moving swiftly on: Ken said " My favourite voice overlays of B&S songs is the bit in Photo Jenny, when some dude goes "I DUNNOOOO" in a scottish(?) accent when Sturan sings "How can I get one I don't know". Actually no it's Isobel reading Rip Van Winkle during "I Could Be Dreaming"." Nah. I'd have to go with you on the first one there actually. And I think the some dude was their forner bass player, wasn't it? Am I the only one who appreciates Spaceboy dream, by the way? Such a darn funky soulful tune. Mark (Mr Ex-idleboyfiend, who I'm still on reasonably good talking terms with) said Neil played bass on that one. True? Not true? true? not true? slightly true? did Neil maybe just re-string the bass guitar? did he say "more bass! i want it louder goddammit!!" (or swear words to that effect)? or did he play? or what? ANSWERS! i forgot the FAQ, til Ken pointed it out. Was interested to read some of thethings you get kicked for: use it as a forum to promote their ego people who want to show off abuse others And don't grumble Shit, that looks like most of us. Especially ME in the first ONE. me I tell ya. MEEEEE! or hadn't you noticed? Number two is belle and sebastian. Bunch of show offs. all this "ooh! look at us! we're playing on the radio! ooh look at me! I'm on telly! oh look at us! we have a new record label!" blah blah blah. What-eva. Number three, is Neil,**** *** ** **** *** **** *** *** with a massive *** ******* *** * **** and a bit of a *** on his ****** **** ****, **** at that. number four: guess who. right, Actually, I like it better when people are writing about me. RACHEL FRUITLOOP, WHERE ARE YOU? write something about me please. i love it when you do. You say the best things about me. oh and your boyfriend is cute. Love idles xxxxxx ===== http://groups.yahoo.com/group/corduroysmoke/ starting playground gossip and passing notes __________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Yahoo! Health - Feel better, live better http://health.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: Shape Of The World
by Caitlin Pigtails 07 Aug '02

07 Aug '02

Hello, sinister Mr Trousers reminded me that it's that birthday time of year. Yes, my posts are reactionary. I wanted to tell you something, because of a few other posts that have been aroudn recently. But I need to go away for a while and find the words to say it with. Places and people change a lot in five years. Just after Sinister started, it was a very different place. The people who posted were part of a tight little community, it seemed. I didn't post. I just read what the people said, like someone sitting on the edge of a pub-crowd, smiling at all the jokes but never talking. I still remember a few of the posts from those days. People meeting in bookshops to find a copy of The Loneliness Of The Blah Blah Thingy. People walking through Edinburgh in winter - hey, places i knew myself - and seeing foxes in the snow. People planning their first picnics. People complained that B&S's total recorded output didn't fill a C90. I didn't know anything much about music then. Now, of course, I still don't - apart from useless trivia like the real name of The Singing Nun - but I know that there is so much more that I don't know. Knowing more about the level of your own ignorance is refreshing. I have Sinister to thank for nearly all of the bands that I love. If I'd never found Sinister, I still would have changed. I'd have changed in different ways, though. I don't think I'd be the person I am. I don't think I'd let myself be the person I am as much as I do. I would still be trying to make myself be someone different. People on Sinister don't debate tiny sounds in the background of records any more. Did they ever? There were debates such as: "Which was recorded first, Elvis or Fakers?" and "The Yellow Album: Twins or Mirrors?" but that wasn't the point of the thing. The point was, we were all thinking in the same general direction. The band was important to us, because they touched us all. The band touched us all, because we all had something in common. If Sinister wasn't there, then we'd still be like that. We'd just never have come together in quite the same way. A couple of years ago, Carey Lander wrote a post wondering what would happen to us when we get old. Will there be a Sinister nursing home, in which we'll all sit mumbling to each other? It's a beautiful thought. Has Sinister changed? Of course. Will it keep changing? Of course. Will people still write wonderful, inspiring things vaguely connected to music they love, and send it to a few thousand people around the world? I hope so. love, caitlin -- http://www.joannou.net/topofthestairs/ Sinister Recipe Tree archives (not that there are many yet) http://www.joannou.net/topofthestair/sinifood/ Sinister Questionnaire Results http://www.joannou.net/topofthestairs/txt/siniq.html "When life gives us lemons, we just sit there and sulk about it, in the corner of the room, in a fetal position." - Matthew Henderson, on the Sinister mailing list. +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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 replacement
by Adam Leier 07 Aug '02

07 Aug '02

Does anyone know what Stuart and Co. are going to do about the songs that feature Isobel on main vocals? I am specifically thinking of the Model and a couple of others. Are they going to hire a permanent replacement Cellist/vocalist? I think a lot of charm would be lost with out the balance of the raspy female vocals on a lot of the tracks. Anyways. Any clues? thanks. Adam (AOLIM=BlurryBoy13) +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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: ANL Carnival
by Neil Robertson 07 Aug '02

07 Aug '02

Nope. I belive Doves and The Shining are doing it. Neil +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister(a)missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo(a)missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+

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Sinister: Birthday Letters
by Stevie Trousers 07 Aug '02

07 Aug '02

Dear Sinister It's a while since I've been in touch so, writing now, I feel like a shady relative -- some funny uncle -- slipping an over-generous note into your card: hush money excusing another year of neglect. But happy birthday! How you've grown! I like to think, in my own sweet way, that I've kept in touch. I don't remember my own fifth birthday much; I imagine it was flushed with all the surprise, horror and creeping boredom of starting school. Isn't that what being five means? You can't stay in the nursery forever. "How you've grown?" Well, that's a pretty limp birthday wish. When you get to my age, you grow cagy of marking time, but let's not be shy: five years of sinister is something to celebrate. At the very least, it's an excuse for a party, where, tired and emotional, we might let slip all the sly sentiment we usually keep under wraps, the 'you're-my-besht-mate', the 'you-and-me-against-the-world'... Five years of idle gossip, primrose paths, plans hatched, crushed hearts, all-night phonecalls, freaky dancing, oceans crossed and celebrity stalking. Indulge me a little here. I remember when you bounced into the world. Fully-formed from the brow of a Princess? Well, it was messier than that, but let the myths have their charm. When you think of that inkling in the brain of Honey Mitchell some mundane afternoon in 1997, and how it would affect people, well, you realise how much magic was still left in the dog days of the twentieth century. And how you can stumble, almost by accident, across a skeleton key to the twenty-first, a key that unlocked a world-wide world of shared sillyness, secrets, energies and enthusiasm. Two anecdotes, five years apart: Autumn 1997, sent on errand by a plea to the list (find an out-of-print edition of the script to 'Loneliness of the Long Distance Runner') I fetched up in London's grand, shambolic Foyles bookshopI bump into someone who had got there before me. A complete stranger sent scurrying through the stone streets of the city by words whispered across continents and networks. Well it seems daft now -- now we're tri-band and peer-to-peer, livejournalists and instantmessengers -- but at the time it was rich and strange, this stealthy escape of private joke into the wider world, like Oedipa Maas in The Crying of Lot 49, stumbling across the Tristero: a "secret richness and concealed density of dream". Or you might think of that cliché-parable of global interdependence, the butterfly wings that could stir a storm. What was happening? Where would it end? Five year later -- last week -- I'm sitting on the balcony outside my house (which I share, funnily enough, with an Australian and a Devonian, who I first met on #sinister chat, one mundane afternoon in 1998) at 5am, chatting with D., still trying to work it out. D.'s been on his own sinister adventures, following his heart across hemispheres, from the arse of Australia to the capital of the twentieth century. The morning is broken, and we're still sobering from all last night's fun, and we're exhilirated by the accidents of technology and rumour -- the music of chance -- that have brought us to this moment. "Someone should make a film," one of us says, "go round the world with a digicam, recording these constellations of feeling, the stray sinister kids in Rio and Reykjavic, Aberdeen and Adelaide, all knitted together by..." ...Well, by pop music. Can it be as deftly daft as that? The soppy, sappy secrets we unearth from bits of vinyl, or whatever CDs are made from? Maybe right now someone on a Shed Seven list is wondering the same thing. But I like to imagine, fondly, that there's something unique about all this, and that it's the mystery, the mark and the hidden treasure of the best pop music that it persuades so many people, with nothing much else in common, that they constitute a community, provokes new devotees, reinspires lapsed believers and compels them to invest and invent so much of themselves. Certain People I Know reckon the community is more interesting than the actual music -- that it formed, supplying everything the music leaves out (the fun, the noise, the sex), like a pearl around a speck of grit. But I wouldn't know about that... But I do know that the adventure only continues as long as we stay interested -- like a cartoon character who stays aloft above the canyon as long as he doesn't look down. And so, if I have a birthday wish at all, maybe that it's that the band themselves are seduced by the challenge of leaving their own nursery -- the comfort and charm of their Jeepster cottage industry -- and that moving on means they're forced to find their own path between wonder and creeping boredom, between growing up and growing old... * * * * A birthday is also a time to dig out embarrassing old snapshots. One of the lovely, silly inventions of Stuart David, before he went electronic, was the ink polaroid. While I'm in the mood, here's five of mine: 1) I have a notably bad haircut in this one, so it must be 1998 - the first sinister picnic. I'm laughing heartily. Behind me you can see a member of Salako climbing a lamppost to disentangle a child's kite. Behind him you can just spot Susannah approaching with a croquet mallet and a smirk of concentrated mischief. 2) This one's a bit difficult to make out because it was taken at 4am. It's of a bunch of Irish kids lying on dewdamp grass in Southwark Park next to my old house, singing songs they know by heart as dawnwithrosyfingers rises above the Rotherhithe tunnel. 3) And this one is a bit blurry, tipsy with sentiment. It's 1999, in the basement of a Covent Garden café. You can't see them in the picture, but behind me the Lucksmiths are singing about bookshops, laundromats and that kind of distance that makes the heart grow. Instead, the picture is of the audience - too many new friends to single out, the kind of circle you'd given up hope of ever finding around you. 4) And this one is from the Spring of this year. Someone else took this of me, staring out across the lake in Chicago. The sky is blue, and the air is so clear you could imagine I can see all the way to a future that I could live in. 5) I've got one picture left, but it's not developed yet. I'm saving it for August 25th, when we're going to be celebrating Five Years of Sinister with a picnic at 3pm on top of Primrose Hill in London. Come along! Or better still, organise your own, wherever you are. And take your own picture, ink or otherwise... and Report Back. Many happy returns Stevie Trousers x x x x x __________________________________________________ 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. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo(a)missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+

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Sinister: My first potentially postable post (let's see if I blow it again)
by Ron Dillon 07 Aug '02

07 Aug '02

Hello, all. SO.... What's new, hm? I've been listening to B y S for just about a year now and seem to really dig them. Loads of diversity, lots of neat sounds, and lyrics actually worth listening to.... It seems, though, that after a few songs I start humming a Nick Drake song or, occasionally, this one particular Neil Young, but I can't remember what that one's called. I'm damned old and I've been a true lover of music for as long as I remember and a true lover of just about any kind of music, and I guess I'm trying to get to this here question, but not well. I see lots of references to 'twee' on other sites that focus on Belle and Sebastian. What the h3ll is 'twee?' Is it a good thing? Is it nicer with butter? Perhaps some of you could illuminate me, hm? And about those pictures on your website - what a swell bunch of attractive, sweet people, all! Aw, hell, it's 3:15 in the morning! Where has the time gone? Like I said, this is my first 'proper' post and I'm looking forward to hearing from you folks. Take care, Ronnie +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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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