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Sinister: approaching the buffet with an extremely large plate
by hannah brown 18 Jul '02

18 Jul '02

hello my lovelies, Ok, i would very much like it if some of you cleared something up for me. Juju mentioned Mum, but Mum with the dash above the "u" which i cannot do on this keyboard (which therefore makes explaining this a fucking lot more complicated) i bought a record by a band called Mum (this time WITHOUT the dash above the "u"). My Mum is like cool electronica stuff but i think the Mum everyone else is refering to is a swedish band, please help me to sort out my confusion and someone please tell me how to get that dash above the "u" so if i ever have to explain this again via e-mail it will be considerably simpler. Hello to everyone who i saw on saturday, i havent yet recieved any money for the CONSUMER WHORE FUND which is rather dissapointing, the deadline is july 31st so please start sending me money NOW, thanks. Oh, and to Colin the tape tree dude, i have made the tape and am ready to send it off. that really is all i have to say at the moment, keep on keeping on love hannah b ****************************** "my milk is green come drink me" Rosie May, environmentalist. _________________________________________________________________ Chat with friends online, try MSN Messenger: http://messenger.msn.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: sinister: i like colored gems the best
by Histrianic＠aol.com 18 Jul '02

18 Jul '02

Lately I've been up to reading trashy pop novels and writing romantic poems that rhyme. Summer vacation is treating me well, and my parents are doing a good job of fattening me up and babying me so that I can go slave my sorry little arse off at my school, come september. I always enjoy bits and pieces of robyn's posts, so I clicked open her email today and she was on about Stephen Dunn. He's the man who came to my school and chatted with me for an hour about love and truth, and told me that love was greatly overrated. A while ago, Liz Daplyn wrote about Paul Muldoon and he visited my school this year, too. I never hear these poets mentioned anywhere else, although they're brilliant and one even won a Pulitzer. So now I've cast them to be Sinister Poets. I used to think poetry was rubbish, but now I'm starting to have doubts. I also used to firmly believe in love, happiness and God but tossed those out the window a while back. I am happy today because a boy stayed up until four o'clock in the morning to keep me company when I was bored. He writes most excellent poetry. I have to go shower. Showers over Baths! Rahh! lots o love h +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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: a shout out to my sinister massive
by Christine Irene 17 Jul '02

17 Jul '02

hi everyone, stine here. it's been a long time since i have posted round these parts. a lot has happened lately and unfortunately none of it is good. i shouldn't say that. i did get to go to my england finally...and meet ken chu (ladies, he is even more a sex god than you've imagined.) and i went to dublin and met dirty vicar and his lady friend. both of whom are punk rock. those were good times......then it all came crashing down. i got robbed in dublin, had to pay ridiculous amounts of money to get my luggage on the aeroplane, got bumped from my flight in dublin, have spent the better part of the last couple of months at countless doctors offices in an attempt to find out what is wrong with me...no one did :o( i fell behind on some bills, repaid the loan i recieved from the bank on sinister in dublin, got rained out of a concert by one of my favourite bands...just when it was time for them to take to the stage. i spent the last 2 days in the hospital getting countless tests run with the result of no one knowing what is wrong with me. i saw a GI specialist yesterday. this made me happy that i don't have that title to carry around all of the time...it sounds a bit intimidating to me. ah well. he was an ace doctor though. in 2 weeks i get to have a colonoscopy. there are things i would rather do other than this. i am not someone who particilarly likes things stuck in my bum, this will be not fun 'tall. if all of the above wasn't enough....i have no health insurance, nor do i particularly have any money. i don't know what i am going to do. i feel sort of like lemony snicket these days. ah well. i certainly hope that this finds all of you doing much better. i will post more, and some happy things soonish. i just wanted to let those of you to whom i owe emails know that i am indeed alive and shall write to you soon. red bulls and anal probes ~stine __________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Yahoo! Autos - Get free new car price quotes http://autos.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: You don't have to call me "darling", darling....
by Jason McKinnon 17 Jul '02

17 Jul '02

Hey! Hey there! Over here! Crouched low and listening... I sit here in this place... I sit here alot... and type... Thoughts overripe, melting with stale sentiment With what I could be...and am not... But I reside in this ellipse, Between the dots I am real... Squiggles that mean less is more, for real? Whilst walking through this place, I wake... and do things for heaven's sake and other reasons.. committed to a form of mental treason.. that is my lot so a quick note and a jot and gut-wrenching rot... A pile of sot...i sit here... a lot. Ye Olde PP _________________________________________________________________ Join the worlds largest e-mail service with MSN Hotmail. http://www.hotmail.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: it's the patriarchy. and he's calling from inside the house!
by rrrrobyn 17 Jul '02

17 Jul '02

sinister ".",','.,,,,,,,,,,,!""'"" hm. the things we do/looking for life's answers in the minutiae: get hair cut. save a dog from getting hit by cars. eat a lot of couscous. see 'star wars: attack of the clones'. and also 'reign of fire' (say 'whoo hoo!' and giggle both freely and behind hand during both.) go to a party where the cops come and *blow their whistles more than thrice* to make everyone leave. cook and eat some sausages (be glad that smoke detector does not go off this time.) grammar can kiss my aaaaasssss: since sinister seems to be *full* of grammarians, i'd like to spend a moment on a subject i love like the sister i don't have. ah, grammar. i can love it one minute, hate it the next, but know that i'll have to live with it until the day it dies. alas, grammar is an immortal beast, much like the sister i don't have (but unlike the dragons in 'reign of fire'), and therefore i will have to live with it until the day *i* die. with that being the reality, i will accept grammar, but by no means will i respect it. i will tease it mercilessly, i will make jokes to its face, but when all is said and done, i will obey its rules if it means i'm going to make some copyediting cash. but i've come to understand that the world won't end if 'ralphs video' has never heard of a fuckin' apostrophe. when one nitpicks all day as i do at work, all one wants to do at the end of it is fuck shit up. in fact, the other day i was talking to a friend about this and i sort of ended the conversation with 'fuck fuck fuck grammar! fuck it! aaagh!' sometimes it's good to let it all out. otherwise, madness. but after that little tirade, i begged grammar to have me back - i would be good to it, i would sit down with it and work out our problems, i would love it forever and ever, especially the semicolon. that said, i read Michael's rules on quotation marks and punctuation with great interest and hurrahed b/c i agree. but there are *so many* styles out there and everyone agrees with a different style. i don't believe in holy grammar wars. i say, let's agree to fuck shit up, shall we? yaaay! or whatever! penislessness: yes, bus stoppers, the penis spam* is bizarre (*um, that just sounds gross. i'd go on about why, but you've probably already got a hundred visuals running through your smutty heads.) i keep getting one entitled "RFadden! Enlarge your penis safely and naturally!" and, while i am intrigued by this whole 'safe and natural' approach, i am also a little worried b/c i *don't have a penis to enlarge*. ho hum. (the use of capital letters in my email name irks me too though.) even the onion (http://www.theonion.com) makes fun of penis spam. sadlessness: have you seen this? http://www.morrisseyringtones.com/ oh, man, is this good or is this bad? oh, but it's funny. i'm sure if i had a mobile phone, i'd be all over 'there is a light that never goes out' though. i'd like a mobile phone though, if only to have one more bit of technology in my possession. tech-no-logy! you know how the inevitable always happens?: sunny saturday afternoons should be about going outside and doing stuff (alliteration! with the dreaded 's'!). but instead, something sinister inspired me to pull the dfw off the shelf again, which always seems to happen on sunny weekend afternoons. so i read me some 'infinite jest' and wondered what kinds of drugs i was hard-wired for (whether to add an edge or take it off? or simply hallucinate?). also was re-inspired to not be a militant grammarian. the boy g says mr. wallace is writing a new one and it's supposed to be out in 2004. and i say it's going to be 3000 pages long, with 500 pages of footnotes and 200 pages of footnotes to the footnotes. whoa. but watch it be a novella. metatastic. speaking of books (and yaay for them): i just read such a fantastic book! it's called "the prowler" and it's by a poet called Kristjana Gunnars. it's beautiful. the author is originally from iceland and then moved to the states and then to canada in the late 60s (and the book was published in *saskatchewan*). and the book seems semi-autobiographical. read it if you can get your hands on it, you especially, archel, i think. the po'try parrot: every time i go into a movie theatre (especially alone), i always think of this Stephen Dunn poem: This Late in the Century I walk the streets always a gesture away from contact, ungiven gifts, first words it would seem foolish to say. And then I forget about it all and go about my half-desired lonliness back to the body's asylum way back here where the movie of the world is playing and all of us are watching one seat apart. Sometimes even after I return home the stranger I am will find those pockets of collapsed air where not even kisses can find him. Other times I watch any two of us form the modern we out of separate lives; I bring my distances, say, to yours, you bring yours to mine, and with such safety the first words, the lovely intimate incompete sentence. god, the man is brilliant. he even won the pulitzer prize for poetry last year. http://www.nortonpoets.com/dunns.htm and, appropriately, i love these lines from a poem about, well, living/dying: "I'm in the mood to punctuate only with that maker of promises, the colon: next, next, next, it says, God bless it." yeah. anyway, the poetry parrot is a free spirit and never goes where i send him. so if you call him, he'll probably fly to your windowsill. from the absurd to the sublime, robyn! p.s. fantastic subject header courtesy of www.catandgirl.com! ===== I was reading the dictionary. I thought it was a poem about everything. ~Steven Wright ~~~ Robyn Fadden rfadden(a)yahoo.com Vancouver, BC __________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Yahoo! Autos - Get free new car price quotes http://autos.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: Edinburgh Picnic, 27th July.
by Gordon 17 Jul '02

17 Jul '02

Ladies and Gentlemen! Announcing: the all new, shiny and dancing EDINBURGH PICNIC! Actually, the plan follows a traditional pattern: date: Saturday 27th July, 2002 time: 2.30pm location: we'll meet by the entrance to the Scott Monument (big black spike of a thing, where we met last time) in Princes St. Gardens East, (the half nearest to Waverley Station) and wait for ten minutes or so before heading westwards, past the Royal Scottish Academy and the National Gallery to the BIG GOLD FOUNTAIN at the far end of the w-e-s-t-e-r-n half of the gardens. If it's pouring, we'll pretend to be vagrants and take refuge in one of the little shelters along the terrace. Afterwards, once we've got tired of sitting on the grass, the idea is to find a pub, probably along Rose Street, therein to imbibe of the landperson's wares. contact: ring 07780 914106 for a chat or if you need directions Everyone is welcome, especially people who haven't been to a picnic before, because you must meet us! We're lovely! (I speak for the people who, I'm confident, will be in attendance) I think that's all. If I've made any glaring omission or whatever, please E-mail me. Gordon +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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: your problems will buy you an island...
by pulu xxx 17 Jul '02

17 Jul '02

hello again, i just came from work. i�ve been a guide this week, but after tomorrow, i�ll be working in that room with those two men:(. i�ve been talking to this one boy, who�s a guide there too. he studies history at uni, and knows alot. he asked me whether i had read hegel, but i haven�t, then he told me about hegel, how it�s almost impossible to read his books. then i told him that i want to go to chile, he asked why, but i don�t know why, i just want to go there. he said that there are lots of japanese people there. he also told me that he has this friend who can sleep for like three days and then he wakes up and has to go to the toilet. sometimes he (the friend) sleeps for a week and noone can wake him up and he has to be brought to the hospital. strange. we usually go to the third floor, cos there is this jukebox and he always puts pink floyd�s �money� on. i like that song. then we sit there and read guinnes� records books, cos there aren�t any other books to read, then comment about the things we read. today i just felt like hugging him. they show this educative-documentary film there about the niagara falls, and someone always have to let people in to the cinema. we were there together today, and we both were really tired, and i told him that i�ll go and make some coffee, and he smiled and said that he�ll come after me. it just felt so good, he just seemed so sweet and i wanted to hug him. then we sat there together in the room drinking coffee and reading newspaper. but he has a girlfriend and he�s a bit of a heavyrocker, cos he has this really long blond hair and earrings. and a long black leather coat. i think i�ll miss him ALOT after tomorrow. i have to go now, cos the library will close in 15 mins. bye, puluxxx __________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Yahoo! Autos - Get free new car price quotes http://autos.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: it's been a bloody stupid day
by juju fox 17 Jul '02

17 Jul '02

halo again sinister. i know i've only just written, but i will confess to you that i have nowhere else to go. i don't want to tell anyone else my secrets now. so... tag! you're it. i spent the day trembling and thinking and singing and dancing and bippity-bopping. i listened to fyhcywlap all day (just got it back from someone who borrowed it, thought he lost it, then miraculously found it after spilling his glass of water over his bass amp onto the garbage on the floor, where after cleaning up the mess, was lying my tiny little promo copy. *phew* i can't wait to see m�m next month, btw..). so besides falling in love with a record i didn't care as much about before, my day was made up of a collage of joy and pain. a roller coaster ride... it all started after my shower. you must first understand how much i adore bathing. since i've been out of a dayjob, i've been known to predictably perform the ritual task midday. while friends are busy worker bees, i am a lazy sleepy juju in the bath. and on some days, like today for instance (*pretending it's still yesterday*), i don't want to get dressed afterwards. putting any fabric other than a terry towel against my skin abosolutely does not appeal to me. i want to stay in only my skin. (and maybe today especially, i just wanted to run around in my birthday suit.) so i stood, towel-wrapped, in front of the mirror looking for signs of age. i mean ones that i hadn't already noticed in the years prior. i documented the moment with photographs. there is a project at k10k.com calling for self-portraits taken in reflective objects, and i was thinking i would possibly contribute to it. i was thinking how interesting it was to me how social behaviour has changed with the modern age. how shy hermits like me stay connected to the outside world in the comforts of our own little bubbles. how we take self-portraits in mirrors because there is noone else around. how we sit up till the wee hours posting almost anonymously to a family of hundreds just to feel we're communicating, leaving our mark. how maybe one day we'll be driving electric cars built for one to get from our place under the rock to the disco downtown to pretend we're social animals... erm... or maybe i'm just crazy lonely, and my view of the future is distorted something fierce. i digress. back to my day: i spent a few hours at my internship, trying to pull with a local booking guy. not for me, but for my band... i think it's starting to work. then after a failed attempt at bulldozing thru the mad crowds down at the dmv to renew my license, my sister called with news of finding my renewal notice in an ancient stack of mail. feeling relieved, i sat down to finally open emails from the boy. he was confused, and not understanding anything i was trying to tell him. (why can't i talk to him the way i can talk to you?) sobs and emails later, my housemate came home, and we left to meet some bands that came to town to play a show just for my birthday (oh, just let me think it). such nice people, and tho we hadn't gotten the remixes done for hsh like we plan to, they still gave us free tees and buttons and stuff. the tee is a fantastic gift. it has words on the back (designed by the guy who did 'amnesiac', keen!) that read: have you ever fell in love with a machine no just like that. swoon... i also got a tee from a girlie friend who recently visited family and friends in nyc. i guess she went shopping, but i had no idea she would bring me back such a perfect treat. a little black tee with ruched sleeves and a kitty head on the front with wings and an orange bow that's saying "black chandelier". well, he's not really saying it, but there's a picture of one in the word cloud. maybe he is saying that i should darken the light and get some sleep. all i know is it's the best shirt in the world ever, and i won't mind so much putting it on after my bathe tomorrow. after the show, i was treated to fried zucchini at a local diner, and couldn't wait to come home to end the day. but here i am, still fighting it. my legs hurt so bad, i can't even stand to sit. if that makes sense. i think my nerves have had it. i think i need another bathe. oh. and i saw eric b. at the show. he doesn't post much, but now that i know he's in town on holiday from school, you may hear his name mentioned at least from me a bit more in the near future. ...i wish we could have a picnic in northern california... oh. that reminds me. i can't make it to the l.a. extravaganza afterall. cripes! foiled again. fate has it in for me. btu you see, i will be just getting back from a mini tour down the coast and back again, no big deal, but i won't be able to go back down for a little while. so now i ask a favor to all the so cal area sinisters: if you perchance to be in the san luis obispo area on saturday, july 20, please have a picnic and frolic and skip lots, and then have some tea with me at the two dogs cafe. my band will be playing there that night, and it's a free show... and besides, what else would you do? if you perchance to be in the san diego area on sunday, july 21, please have a picnic and raindance and pretend body surf in the park and maybe go to the zoo to see a giraffe, and then come to the casbah to see aereogramme. but come early enough to see the opening acts, cos i'll be in one of them, too, and it would be nice to meet any sinister folk who enjoy living in such a fine north of the border town. if you perchance to be in the greater los angeles area on monday, july 22, please have a fun day at work (maybe pretend it's friday all over again), call up some sinister friends for dinner, and then head over to spaceland for the free festivities there. once again, i'll be hoping to meet some cool cats from this very community... and did i mention it's free?? i just looked down and realized how perfectly this new little kitty tee matches my little skirt. and how i don't want to take my clothes off now... but it was mere hours ago when i refused to put any on. my, how fickle i can be. happy birthday to vilkas! it's your day for a sulk now. and it's time for me to go to bed. sweetest dreams of horse thieves, juju __________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Yahoo! Autos - Get free new car price quotes http://autos.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: Then they go to Rough Trade...
by Matthew Henderson 17 Jul '02

17 Jul '02

...to watch BELLE AND SEBASTIAN!!! Somebody had to do it. Congratulations guys. Now, is MS. House still with you? Or was she a Jeepster thing? I'd hate to see her go... Relationships have been a troubling thing of recent. A good friend of mine had his heart broken by a girl this very day. I've had my heart broken by the fates. My past relationships have been trivial at best. There are wonderful moments, but I always saw past them, wondering when that next phase of my life was going to begin and everything would change. That's probably why I've been so quick to drop relationships in the past, hoping that great change would come. I've lived in Mobile for most of my life. I become used to it, and I really don't mind it at all anymore. But there is no future here, nothing for me. It's been over two years since I've graduated high school, and I've been attending the local University but for no reason. I never saw this school as a permanent fixture in my life. I never saw it as the next stepping stone for the rest of my life. I've been burning time. Then it hit me to get out of America. Get far away from everything. For several reasons, the University of Glasgow was appealing. No, it's not because Belle and Sebastian are from there, but they played a part...anyway, that's neither here no there. I applied, have been accepted, and am scheduled to start in October. The past 7 months has been a waiting game...except it's much of a game. Just waiting really. In those seven months, I've met a million very cool people and some of the best friends I've ever known. I got a job at the place I've been dying to get a job at forever. I basically do nothing all day, but watch movies, clean, and work at a record store. Then, a little over a month ago, I met a girl... Yeah, how cliche. I hate it myself. But I must admit, I've never felt so strongly about a girl so quickly. She's made me happier than anybody ever really has for a longer amount of time than anyone else. Was that a run-on sentence? Well, for the first time ever, I don't want to move. I don't see how this can be anxiety, since I've been more than willing to move until now. Could it be love? Maybe, I don't know. I'm too cynical to love (on the outside at least). However things go, I'm not happy with the world, yet I'm the happiest I've been in so long at the same time. I hate this. This constant battle in my head. Whenever I'm with her, I'm completely happy. I don't even think about smoking, which is crazy for me. But when she's gone, and sometimes, on those late night drives home where the orange street lights manage to create a beat of shadows in tune with whatever song i'm listening to on my dashboard, I think and I get very very depressed. Sometimes, to the point of crying. I love my friends, but I can leave them and it's okay. She's different. She likes Tool and Jimmy Eat World, and that doesn't matter. It's bizarre, it's new, and it's wonderful. Maybe a more romantic person wouldn't move. A more romantic person would follow their heart and stay with the girl. I can't do that though. Even if I did, the emotional baggage and resentment that would eventually be placed on the girl would be too much of a strain, but that's neither here nor there (again). I know this life is worthless to me. This slacker lifestyle I'm actually enjoying for once yields no future. I don't know if moving away is the answer, but there's a shot. I just hate it. I hate it to death. Ho hum. I have less than two months left here. Left with her. I've been told to make the most of it, make it the most wonderful two months of my life, end the childhood Mobile phase of my life with a bang. But it's difficult when there's a humungous black cloud hovering over everything we do. I just feel gipped. But, what are you gonna do, right? This is all leading to...I'm going to be in Glasgow from August 3-11 at least searching/acquiring a flat so I won't have to stay up every single night in a 24 hour cafe. If there are any pubnic/picnics/bitchin gigs I need to check out/or anything at all going in those days, someone should send me an email. I forsee a lot of downtime in those days, and they need to be filled. Let's be honest, re-imagining the battle of Langside in my head whilst I'm walking down Battlefield Rd. can only occupy me for 3 hours at the most. Sorry for the worthless post. I can't find Storytelling anywhere to Rent in Mobile, although certain Blockbusters are supposed to have it in. I don't want to buy it, since I've never seen it, but I hate being bested by the system (i also love the irony of "beating the system" by BUYING the DVD and giving them more money). However, in my quest to find it, I listened to Storytelling three times in a row, and finally love it. How nice. And you know what, I even love the dialogue! I'm sick and sad, and I want to swim with Caitlin Pigtails... -Matt _________________________________________________________________ Chat with friends online, try MSN Messenger: http://messenger.msn.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. 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Sinister: nice birthday for a sulk
by juju fox 16 Jul '02

16 Jul '02

halo sinister. swirling in there again. not sure what words will suffice to paint a portrait today. one of a girl much older than she looks, who's finally succomed to reality after having discovered that the boy and the girl are once again the boy and the girl. (another girl.) bah, i say. <story> tho it was one of the lowest days of ever yesterday, a miracle (a true blue spectacle) happened: since i needed the $ myself, i opted to fill in for my regular monday replacement at the piano bar instead of calling another alternate. monday nights aren't the gratest. people don't seem to like piano music on mondays. they'd rather have the music from the tin can speakers overhead. and feeling too sinister for standards myself, i decided to put the books away and play my own favorites. (playing for anyone that's there...) the bartender knew 1963, and sometimes he knows other things. but noone ever knows b&s. noone ever, except the boy and girl that used to come in and shyly say "thank you for the b&s". i could tell they were as shy as i, and we never exchanged much in the likes of communication save our knowing smiles. but i thought they had disappered. i thought they were never coming back, after seeing them for the last time on a night when i had a horrible, horrible singer to accompany that wouldn't shut up so i could play b&s and all the lovery things i like to play for people like us who know what might be better to listen to over dinner than some horrid squeaky soprano rendition of what should be the low and dark "what's new?"... or even worse, a shoddy attempt at "la canzone di doretta". cripes. but last night, just as i had exhausted my nightly repertoire of new wave and brit-pop standards and was ready to go home, they reappeared. hoorah! of course, then i was all nervous and shy again, but i stepped out of my bubble and spoke to them. they were super nice! and so adorable. i wish they would come every night. they even tipped me... which i don't think is right, cos i should be playing them for coming to keep me company and listen to my piano songs (he laughed when he recognized songs now and then... "hey! it's the smiths!" *chuckle* and that made me smile in there.) but now i have money (so broke) to renew my driver's license. it expired today. which means only one thing: it's my birthday, and i'm officially one year older than i've ever been in my entire life. and how shall i celebrate such a glorious achievement? by queuing at the dmv. bah, i say again. </story> so, once again, the day is saved thanks to... sinister: uniting our world to make it a better sounding place to eat, drink, and have picnics. lots of picnics. which i hope to attend this late july in l.a. with rachel the fruitloopin' rodeo [drive] queen and benny "grape ape" apps. i have to take notes on foreign relations/trade. i have it in mind to trade one ben apps for one juju fox. one u.k. sinister lad for one u.s. sinister lass sounds fair, doesn't it? i've arranged a courtship with sir chu, but if we can't fool the immigration, i'll go looking for a true love. wrong kind, right kind, i don't care. anyone to take my mind off the boy. sweets and treats to all. hearts, juju __________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Yahoo! Autos - Get free new car price quotes http://autos.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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