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Sinister: regarding the montreal show on may 7th
by sSqnkX 16 Feb '02

16 Feb '02

hi! is anyone from Ottawa planning on making the trip from Ottawa (or through Ottawa even) to montreal for the show? ...perhaps i could convince that person to allow a passenger....? :) or something... erf anyways, must work ===== - starchyldskunk/darkling/jason starchyldsqunq@AIM 22611969@ICQ starchyld@yiffnet|taps|furry darkling@undernet ling@efnet ... http://www.waste.org/~darkling http://www.waste.org/~darkling/procyon ~The greatest thing you'll ever learn, is just to love, and be loved in return. ______________________________________________________________________ Web-hosting solutions for home and business! http://website.yahoo.ca +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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 understand if you don't read *this far* (calais will fuck you up!)
by DansonHatcher＠aol.com 16 Feb '02

16 Feb '02

Oh I was creamy cracked cos all week I'd practically lived at work to make some holiday-pennies. was one of those weeks thats been shot on some sort of cinecamera, my world but in faint, washed out, flickery and rather quiet sunshine. the machine surrounding and the jobs not so hard, cos I'm driven by the ending. a little world to live in, becoming completely remote from the world out there, I cycled to work in a see-through plastic tube,underwater,on rails, sealed off from the outside world/scenery untill funds appear to leave the dreamy place and live it all in a less surreal place, Later on the sun shines in, brightly through T&K Engineering's huge thin glass sheet windows, conversations broken up and now lasting for days, bit by bit,snipets here and there, folding out over the week, the books in my bag are like big bulky and addictive, John Simpson entertains me at any breaks with his stories of Grand relics of the British empire and though my mind has been bombarded by a thousand tracks on a hundred CD's playing solid through my waking hours since the 3rd, I get suprisingly excited towards moments. was this place I change things again for myself, working towards a next big step, the money for that? or just a break in a far off place? Dan's Sierra crawls out of the gates, all you can see are the tailights like idling afterburners, readying for take off on to the lane of his choosing the glow dull's from the rocket engines as the tatty old workhorse pulls hard over cats eyes, burning oil. Ghia 2.3 3/4/84 ............................................................ That was a couple of weeks ago now and I know it was worth it. The reason for working was for my trip to Poland, Poland! Once I got to London I met up with Ben and Cay and got even more excited as we drank lots of lovely Tia Maria that evening. The next day on Thursday I got up and left a little late, I had to catch my bus at 1pm and be at Victoria for 12 to check in. I ran REALLY fast from Camden to Swiss Cottage up to Ben's to get stuff out the car then back again to Chalk Farm Tube, it was a bit like an Army endurance test, running round London carrying all my bags against the clock. Victoria bus station is really pretty for a bus station. "Passport please!" The fact that you have to "check in" was just adding to the effect of a BIG journey awaiting. Then the doors opened I tried to work out which bus was mine. There was an authorative looking girl standing next to the likely bus, "hello is this the bus to Wroclaw?" "You mean WROCLAW!!!!",her eyes narrowed and she seemed really insulted that I hadn't pronounced it right (like Vrotswharf) From London we got on the ferry at Dover and the now (in certain groups) famous phrase "What? so you have to go on the ferry to France?" went through my mind. Sadly the journey through France/Germany/Holland/Germany was only really obvious from the signs and factory banners alongside the road due to travelling at night, still very memorable mind. At about 6 in the morning we'd got to the Polish border and the Passports came out again. The change in landscape obviously didn't change straight away though the buildings and architecture did instantly, the huge mines and liftshafts dotted about over the countryside for miles around, they looked like those big four legged walking things off Star Wars. I suddenly felt a long long way from home and genuinely felt alone, it was very refreshing and that'll always be how I remember my first sight of Poland. We'd been on the road for at least 20 hours now. Roads lined with trees guided us though the hilly-Norfolk-like scenery. The harsh woman I met at Victoria had been like our rep on the bus and she said that we were now entering the suburbs of Wroclaw. I got my bags together and had a quick look round the town, what I found was TRAMS!!! cos the centre and alot of the roads surrounding are covered with rails, when not glazing longingly at hoards of Ladas and Trabants, most of my time was spent listening for bells and dragging bags as quick as poss over the rails and out of the knashing metal teeth of tram wheels, woo. But there was alot to see in that place, sadly the only thing I really had time to see was the town square. Even so that was quite something really, what at first appeared to be three or four buildings was infact all the same huge town hall that had been gradually added to over nearly three hundred years and each new extension brought with it the latest style of the time. so it's really very interesting and has these huge copper dragons heads looming down upon visitors from high off the roofs. Anyway I had to go to get my bus and try out my *Polish* At the bus station (Dworzec Autobusowy) I discovered that when I had got off the bus earlier I had been dropped off a fair way from the station, what I had missed. The main hall is a stark, gloomy exercise in uncompromising sixties architecture. Two dimly lit boards cover the right-hand wall, surrounded with noisy people trying to work out which of the many destinations they want to go, it's got a real atmosphere! All of what I just said about it being stark and gloomy is not in any way an insult, I loved it after being used to the sanitised and impersonal transport system that sweeps most of the UK. Well, thankfully the lady I asked at the information desk was very friendly and understanding when I asked her something along the lines of "bus Jelenia Gora where please?" She held up five fingers and pointed to the door. "hmmm whets that mean?, perhaps the bus was at stand five? or was it the number five bus? or was the bus coming at five?" I pushed the door open and there it was, BUS 5 at STAND 5, thankfully not arriving at five. Not long after leaving the town the mountains appeared in the near distance and we started to climb. My ears popped and I was really hungry now. And so we got to Jelenia Gora, I knew it wasn't long now till I'd see Maja and Ola so it felt like my journey was nearly at an end now. but nooooooo, of all the things to happen I dropped the contents of my wallet as I got my stuff of the bus and some little ******* ******* ************ picked up some of the change and a PHONECARD. I was a bit helpless as I had my hands full of bags and at the time I thought he'd just made off with the money. A few minutes later though everything went wrong when my phone gave in and wouldn't switch on. I wandered about for a bit trying Maja from the payphone though it was becoming obvious that I'd got the wrong number. I have to admit I was getting quite scared at the time, knowing that Maja and Ola were just a few miles away expecting a phone call from me, though because I was without means of getting in touch I may as well have been a hundred miles away and I was really not sure what to do. I got a cab to Szkarska Poreba and the only place I could think to ask was at the Police station, they were very helpful and pointed me towards the tourist office. The girl there spoke English and it turns out I did have the right number but being the silly nit-wit I am sometimes, I'd written the wrong code. What a wally eh! The girls arrived and all was well. I couldn't quite believe where I was, this is like the kind of place you see in holiday brochures that rest upon the coffee tables of the rich and famous, very beautiful. Well, I think Ola did a pretty good write up of the first weekend so I'll leave it as was. and of course the trip to Jelenia Gora was fab, there's a whole centre of the town that I'd not got to see when I got off the bus a few days previous, it was another of the sights I will always think of as Poland. I really was at home umong the faded magnificence and aged plaster facades. and of course of course there was Harry Potter. I was also rather upset that Ola had to leave at the weekend, so early in the week and that all the things we talked about had to be cut short for now. Ola was off on her train and Marcel(of Radiohead chat fame) arrived, he'd come from Holland and so had had a similar length journey as moi and was in a similar state of *Knackered*. We listened to music, lot's of Myslovitz, which I have to say is the best thing I've heard in quite a time now, BRILL! The week was kind of quiet, nice and reflective, and we visited all these interesting castles and the beautiful hills surrounding, tut tut I forgot my camera!! ................................................................... mmmmmmmmmm, wait a min I'm taking a large bite out of this butter flapjack thing. (Classy bird) Liz renamed me, so I feel I should live up to it. ....................................................................... and the (dolphin)pub down the road was visited a fair few times more which was lovely, one night we even managed to get them playing Pulp's Different Class. it was a *proper* pub! it was an eventful week, and I managed to make a mess of the last night, sorry. I was rather sad to be leaving Poland that Thursday and I said my bye byes to Maja, Sarah and Marcel, then watched them get further away as I sat on the bus at Jelenia Gora bus station. That bus took me as far as Wroclaw where I had an hour before my Londyn bus arrived. I sat again in the wonderful ticket hall, to my right were two soldiers perhaps discussing their future adventures and opposite were a couple in love,aww, they had the dim glow of the orange destination board behind them and it all looked very sweet. The row of doors had people flitting though them without break and the individual squeaks from each of them was just a combined undulating squeaky hum. After some confusion over weather I had to check in again, I was waiting for a time on Peron 5 before the bus arrived 45 worrying minutes late. I fell asleep and was very comfortable (compared to the outward journey) and I was everso pleased that I had two seats all to myself, we got to the German boarder a couple of hours later and I took my last (sad-eyes) look at the Polish prices before vowing to bring a bigger bag next time to contain my HUGE future stashes of cheap like a budgie stuff. Then we took like an hour or so to get though customs as the Germans went though like all the stuff we had. When they eventually decided we were kosher the journey floated past in a bit of a blur till on the FERRY! from Calais. We got to Dover and then I had big problems proving I was English, hummmmm, I see a pattern. Well that day was the only day I'm ever likely to feel disappointed about being in London but I was and I was missing the challenge of simply trying to communicate with people, talking "English" is too easy now and it all felt a bit like my adventure was over. I WAS wrong thankfully. Track and Field was as brill as ever and they played Your in a bad way, hey hey! and I now have photographic evidence (of many things). It reads like..... "If you attended and did anything silly/regretable then I've got it in pictures" Saturday. was the souperbrill Brighton event which I have little to say that has not already been said except thank-you Archel for some much needed Brighton guidance and of course the four star luxury that we all enjoyed during our stay that night, even if I did wake up with P***r C****r's feet in my face. Yes, it was really really good and I felt very relieved to have got there after someone mentioned that the pub toilet walls beared the warning "Calais will fuck you up", blimey. So highlights were,the pier,sinister dodgems(not long enough though eh),Baileys aplenty, perhaps the hat incident which I have to admit was SCARY, in that Ben,Peter,Ken and myself all managed to find ourselves in Marks & Spencers and then leave as the sinister hat masseeeve. I like my hat. mmmmmmmm oh yeah and the sea tried to eat Mark. I felt a bit tired and fell asleep in the car Sunday night. But it was a much need break from avin' it large and I wrote lot's of pages reflecting on the past week or so, sadly I missed Steve's Sussed :( Then I went to Oxford on the bus via most of the Underground. The endless city lights' gig was mega and if you missed it then..... well, I shan't rub it in. and now I'm *home* in rural Leicestershire. Thank-you's to everyone I met during the last couple of weeks, in particular the Volvo 850 T5 full of coppers near Bedford for not pulling me. If you've read this FAR you really are just such a STAR. James. +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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: Montreal date
by Cathy Fan 16 Feb '02

16 Feb '02

Forgive me if this has already been mentioned (I'm on the digest), but I just found this juicy bit on the official site: May 7th Montreal QC Metropolis *newly confirmed Internet pre-sale, Feb 16th, http://www.admission.com, noon EST For those looking for a direct link to the Toronto show, this link should work: https://ticketing.ticketmaster.com/cgi/purchasepage_ca.asp?event_id=1000344E D08AC575 There's lots of presales today (e.g. Dave Matthews Band), so be careful! Good luck, --Cathy. +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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: Canadian B&S fans: Montreal Show
by Genevieve Wesley 16 Feb '02

16 Feb '02

Hello, don't know how many of you are aware of this, but there is a Montreal show on May 7 and I think Tickets go on sale today at noon. http://www.admission.com/html/admission.htmI Is anyone offering rides from Montreal to Toronto? Email me if any of you plan to be going to multiple shows / meetups, etc. Lucas Antexit are you still on this list? Sorry this is so short and badly composed, but I am late for work (again). xoxo Genevieve _________________________________________________________________ MSN Photos is the easiest way to share and print your photos: http://photos.msn.com/support/worldwide.aspx +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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 have to see them. I have to.
by ILIVErug＠aol.com 16 Feb '02

16 Feb '02

I dont care if i have to sneak out alone and go all by myself into nyc. I will see belle and sebastian. im so pissed. im so pissed i dont have a credit card and my parents are too fucking parnoid to let me use theirs. so my friend said hes gonna get tickets. but im scared he wont. I HAVE TO SEE B&S! Ahhhhh! Why me! So i guess ill ramble here... none of you actually read this, do you? i havent written in awhile. i dont think i actually speak to anyone on here. i have aol, so you can im me at iliverug. i went into nyc today. ive been going about every weekend for the past two months. it sucks to go there with no money, specially when your friends are shopping. bah. i want to have a shopping spree at urban outfitters. soooo much crap i want. but now that we're financially unstable, but my parents arent up to admitting it. my dad just bitches how he has to pay two college tuitions, 3 kids car insurances, and bladiblah. why doesnt money grow on trees? yea, ill end there. byebye vicky +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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: those fancy keyrings, that you whistle at...and they whistle right back.
by nafees saeed 16 Feb '02

16 Feb '02

this time last week, i sat down with my notebook and made a list of things that i was going to do over half term. at the time, these things were essential, and i had every intention of doing them , and during the week i actually managed to do them. my room was cleaned, and re-arranged, i started making revision notes and i sat for hours writing essays on middle aged political commentators whose names were difficult to spell. it feels weird to have done all these things because usually i make elaborate plans which never get followed through, and live forever in my head, along with my good intentions. but this time i've actually done stuff, and i feel quite strange. i've become so used to having something impending looming over me that i've forgotten what it feels like to be on top of things. it sort of struck me this afternoon after i finished my last essay. for the first time in a while, it wasn't windy and there wasn't any rain...and for a change the sun was out which changed the greyness of the sky to orange and if the calendar on my wall didn't tell me that it was february i would've easily of thought that it was the middle of summer. everyone knows that summer is just the best time of the year. i never appreciate it at the time, it's only in the midst of winter when i've got no time and the weather's shite do i really appreciate it. i think the one thing i always miss about summer is the time. there's always so much of it. there's no sense of being rushed and you can stay in bed until lunchtime everyday without feeling the slightest bit guilty. that all seems so far away at the moment, there's still months to go, which include exams and more coursework deadlines. but thinking about it, once it comes, those things will make it ten times better. so i i've come up with some strange logic for myself, which means if i work harder i'll appreciate stuff more and i'll be the happiest boy alive by august. i told this to my friend, and she smiled and told me that things don't actually work out like that. i sort of know this, but still. dreaming's not that bad is it?, and it'll pass the time. tonight, i went to a slipknot concert with my friend. not that either of us are fans of the 'knot, but had to chaperone my friend's little brother. he's only eleven or something, and was pretty adamant on going. so, me and my friend were given the task. i didn't know what to expect, because i remember seeing them from a distance at leeds festival two years ago and all these crazy people going mad because the performers were inflicting pain on themselves. but when we got there, it was nothing like that. the crazy people, had been replaced by a swarm of people all dressed in black and bearing the most excited grins on their faces. i couldn't help but feel out of placed whilst queuing to get in, mainly because i wasn't wearing a costume and my t-shirt didn't have any slogans on it. me and my friend made a plan, we'd take it in turns to look after his brother. one of us would stay with him near the front and one would stand at the back, and every twenty minutes we'd swap. we even bought a newspaper to read and everything. this plan quickly disintegrated once the first band got on stage. everyone went crazy, even my friend's brother who looked as if he'd been possessed. he was jumping and kicking and punching as if he was going to die. it was quite funny to see a little kid behave like this, but once loads start doing it at the same time it gets sort of annoying. so for about four hours i was kicked and punched, people jumped over my head whilst various bands "sang" songs about being outcasts and generally unappreciated. this was then concluded the a lavish firework display which blinded most of the audience, which temporarily caused a halt in said moshing so i was thankful for it. by the end i was exhausted, incredibly sweaty (luckily my odors were made insignificant by a big looking biker man) and slightly bruised. the weird thing was, my friend's brother loved it. he was smiling as if someone had just told him he's going to live forever and kept telling us how it was the best experience of his short life. for a moment i feared for the future of the planet, but then i remembered how i felt when my brother took me to see radiohead when i was about his age. there was no possible way to understand what the songs were about at that age, but still i had something to be involved with and something to belong to. so i suppose that's what my friend's brother was feeling. his little group or whatever may be more brutal than mine but it's his. this sort of relates to something that my dad used to tell me and my brother about people having individual pockets of happiness that you'll keep as your own, things that give you some sort of identity and in a way shape who you are. umm. --- everyone's talking about storytelling, i would too but i haven't seen it. instead i'll talk about 'monster's inc.' which i thought was great. although, when going to see it, i forgot my glasses and after the first ten minutes the characters lost any identity and became just coloured blobs on the screen. i sort of felt bad, i mean, all those animators spending all that time trying to make stuff real and i was laughing at something that can be achieved by putting M&Ms in a washing machine. Stuart Gardiner wrote: I notice that my concert tickets haven't turned up yet. Which is interesting when I've paid £4.50 for them to be delivered. For that price, I want them hand-delivered by the band. heh me too! i ordered my ticket for brixton ages ago and they still haven't come yet. looking forward to the gig though. somebody whose name eludes me (sorry) wrote about making cereal and getting stuff mixed up. i do that all the time. my mother's getting annoyed at finding crunchy nut cornflakes in the fridge, and the milk in the breakfast cupboard. i haven't posted for a while, so this has been suitably rubbish. apologies. take care, nafees. +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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: He dips his toe into the water...
by Peter Madden 15 Feb '02

15 Feb '02

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Sinister: The Boys Are Back In Town!
by Genevieve Wesley 15 Feb '02

15 Feb '02

Dear Sinister, Oh my! Joy Joy Joy! It has been so many years of waiting but finally patience will be rewarded and I will get to see Belle and Sebastian. I got my tickets for Detroit and Chicago and now I'm just waiting for this Toronto show. KOOL HAUS - I don't understand! On Ticketmaster.ca there is no B&S event listed for the Kool Haus. Are other people getting this? Toronto will finally be revisited. This is so funny, I am getting a flood of memories now. I remember threatening my mother that I would run away to Toronto to see them a few years ago and then it never even happened. I would've looked so silly. I'm so excited, I don't know where to start!? Is there going to be a Sinister MidWest meet up? I am imagining our very own B&S Crossroads. The girls can get together and braid each other's hair before the show in a giggle-fest of delicious anticipation. Struan, Struan, Struan! But yes, maybe if there is a meet-up we can help each other out driving to various cities, offering floor space, accompany each other while hitching rides, etc. What of our friends in Montreal? Some of you must be going. I have relatives in Detroit so maybe I can help some people out. Will May ever arrive? I'm already very hyper, this can't be healthy for prolonged lengths of time. My leg won't stop shaking, I'm like Thumper! I haven't been to a concert since 1999. Parents would drive me out to the Big City (Ha!) of Ottawa and I'd sit out on the concrete steps for ages in the lovely early summer weather just hoping to catch a glimpse of that tour bus, oh those were the days. The May 10th date is very interesting (for me), because on that same day in 1997 I stumbled into my then love-object Brett Anderson (hee hee, seems so silly now) at an A&W. It is a lucky day! They should do some fabulous Motown cover when in Detroit. Yeah yeah yeah right here in my heart it's like a Heatwave. Or maybe This Old Heart of Mine. I would die! So, my departure for Scotland is going to be pushed back to May now. I fear I'll never have this opportunity again you know and I must take advantage. I actually am in need of a little bit of help. I am very probably going to be an au-pair over there and will be living with the family, but after that I will need to find somewhere to live. Where is the best place to look for that? Is there certain Scottish websites or newspapers that are better than others? I would appreciate any suggestions or helpful advice. I have to go to and serve lattes now to weirdos, how terribly anticlimactic. Too Much Love, Genevieve p.s. So Toronto-Detroit-Chicago people, email me if there are any meet ups or carpools planned. xoxoxo _________________________________________________________________ Get your FREE download of MSN Explorer at http://explorer.msn.com/intl.asp. +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister(a)missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo(a)missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+

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Sinister: Ticketslut...you make me feel oh so good
by John T. Cat, Esq. 15 Feb '02

15 Feb '02

I got through. I got floor seats. Whoo Hoo! The Hammerstein is a bad place to see a show. Its big, the sound sucks, the floors are concrete so you back starts hurting after 15 minutes of standing. Unfortunately, there are some shows that only play there. I saw Kraftwerk, Bauhaus, Portishead, Orbital. Just about all these way cool bands I thought would never play again. Good luck to everyone else. If I can't find enough people to take all my tickets (I got 8) I'll post something here when it gets closer to the date. I'll make them available they way they should be made available. To those who genuinely love the music, for what the tickets cost. John +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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: nyc tix
by * carla * 15 Feb '02

15 Feb '02

it is possible to get tickets! i got through! im just so amazed! dont give up hope! carla >From: "Christine A. Zardecki" <zardecki(a)rcsb.rutgers.edu> >To: ahnatta(a)hotmail.com >Subject: Re: Sinister: More confirmed Belle & Sebastian >Date: Fri, 15 Feb 2002 13:36:23 -0500 (EST) > >cookie, get back on -- i just got through to the "next screen"... _________________________________________________________________ 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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