- Sinister - missprint.org

Sinister: Here comes the cunt
by Rachel PY 12 Feb '02

12 Feb '02

James Gilmer said: >>stuff<< and I agree, God, you guys should all GROW UP. The only reason I joined this list was to pull, I fooled you for suckers didn't I? There you were all thinking how great and witty I am with all my wonderful posts in the past with my self-rightious opinions - I wasn't even being serious. Well, the time has come to leave the list, now that I'm with the wonderful Kenneth P Y Chu, isn't he a lovely boy? The other day, he was playing guitar and singing songs to me, he changed the lyrics of "I love my car" to "I love myself", aww he is such a sweetie. The other day I was going shopping with Ken, and we saw another couple walking past us, they were wearing clothes. "People who wear clothes are cunts" "Yeah" My role model is Dali Llama cos he has so much tolerance for others, I can't STAND people with no tolerances for others. that, or indie kids, the fucking smelly bastards. Anyway, back to the real subject of this post, I was listening to a recording of the BBC broadcast of B&S in Belfast (thanks to the lovely Grainne) - when Stuart sings the song "Here comes the sun", in the chorus bit, he ACTUALLY sings: "sun sun sun... you're a CUNT!" repeatedly (listen to it yourself)!! ...and I thought of you lot. Okay bye, I won't be posting ever again, aren't you sad? Rachel P Y _________________________________________________________________ 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! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+

1 0

Sinister: Riding in cars with exotic dancers......
by aale002＠ec.auckland.ac.nz 12 Feb '02

12 Feb '02

OK, so the girl is back. Not THAT girl, the one I loved, but the other one. The one I should have loved. And I don't know how I feel. I don't know how I SHOULD feel, either, but that's a different issue. It's not like emotions routinely come with moral imperatives attatched. I ran into a friend of mine the other day, while avoiding doing real work at the library. Tracey was the one that introduced Mel and I, and has been an important part of both our lives. Mel just got back from London a few weeks ago, and arrived here in Auckland last week. It took me a whole week from the time I saw Tracey until I had the time to sit down and call her, and to find out that Mel wanted to catch up, but hadn't left a pjone number for her new flat, just an address. Seeing as it was just around the corner from MY new flat, I decided, quite uncharacteristically, to simple drop by, as I was in the neighbourhood. Which is where I've just come from. Hence my discombobulated state of mind. I had been thinking about this all week. Naturally, in the dark and musty recesses of my loins dwelt a fantasy that we'd take one look at each other and begin tearing clothes off in a fit of passion, but equally another more pragmatic element of my physiology was muttering dire warnings that the problems that had arised during our time together would not likely have been dissolved by time. As a compromise, my spleen decided that the best possible outcome was contingent upon her having gained an enormous amount of weight, or suffered some hideously disfiguring accident. When she opened the door....you forget, I think. As a defense mechanism, you forget quite what those you once cared for look like. This means that when you see them again after such a long absence, it's like seeing them for the first time. Mel was even more beautiful than I remembered. She'd lost a little weight, if anything, that she'd been trying to lose when I knew her. She looked absolutely fantastic. So, we spent an hour in the as-yet-unfurnished dining room, drinking coffee and "catching up". And then I left, and now....I really don't know. I guess you're not supposed to. *********************************************** On to lighter things....last weekend some friends and I spent three days on Waiheke Island, a 45 min ferry ride from Auckland. Bunch of hippies live there, basically, which is why we love the place. Had intelligent discussions about responsible statistics, racism and penis size; went to the nudey beach and got burnt all over; had a magical night on the beach, almost ending in us getting trapped by the tide, but actually ending in a nudey swim in the phosphoresent water and a feast on the beach under the stars, complete with bawdy folk songs. Magic. *********************************************** And I've officially become THE MOST PATHETIC PERSON ON SINISTER. Last week I signed up for one of those internet dating sites. I don't know what more can possibly be said about that. Except it involved the aforementioned dancer, who drove me around Auckland trying to figure out if I was her type or not. I wasn't. As an unintended consequence, I got a really good pic taken of me and digitised, so I've sent it in to Honey. Not that Sinister is a dating club. Although I STILL haven't recieved a single list crush yet. (Dirty Vicar Ian, you must lend me some of that cologne. If it works for you, maybe it'll work for me, too.....) ************************************************ Speaking of list crushes (and to segue like Mel Torme) I got a Sillustration done about me! Well, me and Hannah Brown. I feel so spesh. Meery meet, merry part and merry meet again Sinistereens, Cunning Andre +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+

1 0

Sinister: long work night=long post
by amy.longcore＠ch.novartis.com 12 Feb '02

12 Feb '02

the sinister list, for me, is like a good album. ya know those lps that that you've been able to listen to anytime, anywhere and any year? every song is good, or atleast listenable, and has a few lines or so that really *click* with you. i've taken the liberty of plucking out a few lines from the list that have made me go, "yep, uh huh" lately, and now i'll share them with you. i'm really nothing more than a sap romantic who talks to puppies and paints her toenails while singing along with billie holiday.-kirsten kenyon (by they way, were those jade monkeys you purchased the hear no evil see no evil speak no evil monkeys????) It's always been a personal philosophy of mine that you can't get from somone what they haven't got within themself to offer you- and so it goes.-Lilywhite (I also like that other lists' post you shared wiff us, i understand where you were coming from. no harm meant.) A few years ago I was out for the afternoon with some friends and I realized that I act like a tourist wherever I go.-Mandeeeeeeeeeeeeee I create little stories in my head and follow them and elaborate on them and repeat them day after day, like my own miniature soap opera.-Jesse Chanin I look down,alan's on my floor...-Danny Farrell (just kidding, lucy!) too many to list without breaking a list mommy rule, but you get the idea. baker baker's been making bootiful posts. so has the stankin' boy some call dave. and then some, thanks for making the minutes i ponder by myself more worf while, kids. you all fit the following descriptions: 1) peachy 2) keen 3) tops 4) bitchin' 5) rad i got my sini-valentine today, and i'm oh,so happy i decided to do the silly-nilly lovely exchange. fun. and thanks and thanks and thanks again.... one of the best mixes i've ever received from someone. :) i also got in my banchory order. a good day for mail in the bachelorette longcore homestead. i'll hang my tea towel next to my chili and spices tea towel. the colors even go together. i have the hippest kitchen in the midwest, 70's puke orange countertop and all. my mother collects linens such as this, ya know, i'm quite tempted to get her one. for those who don't know what i'm speaking of, banchory offers a lovely "belle and sebastian quality tea towel of industrial Scotland". yes, they do. as far as stuff goes, it's one of my favorite new *things*. *careless talk costs lives* i got that in my order today as well. and gosh was i brought back by stu's talk of the views in Rio. Brazil is the only other country i've been to (aside from a tawdry night in canada). I spent a month there at the age of 17, hungry for an exchange student i fell in love wiff in high school. "I promised to go with Andrea to see the statue of Jesus that stands over Rio....it almost makes me cry to see its face.... the sculptor has done a good job. We found ourselves up there above the clouds, the condors, the helicopters, the city, up there with the statue's calm gaze and outstrectched palms..." there's so much to see from up there. if you look right across you see the statue, clouds, mountains and trees and beauty. you look straight down and see poverty. i also liked his talk of the people there. i hate to sound very cut and dry and that "americans are one way and other nations are this way", etc. BUT, most brazillians i've met have this unflappable ability to spread smiles and joy. they just seem to exude chear. there is a distinct sense of pride, even in the most brutal situations. while going through the sao paulo art museum one day, a group of school children in tattered uniforms began following my friend escort and i. crying "azule!" and "new kids on the block!" i'm a standout in such a place, and i'm sure they overheard our foreign speak. red hair, blue eyes. azule=blue. the kids all wanted to know if i KNEW new kids on the block. i ashamedly said "no" and wished i'd had treats to pass out to their sweet, sweet faces. hugs and hugs abound. driving home awhile later, i'm staring wildly at the battered housing i see. unbelievable to my midwest country girl eyes. friend escort points to an area quite resembling hell to my pampered middle-class self and says, "this is the district those school children are from, up ahead you'll see their place of teaching..." which reminds me of bakers' question, "what makes someplace home to you?" when i first read that, i wanted to hide under the bridge by my favorite river stream here and write a book about my town. so small. so close-minded. but, gosh, the beauty i have surrounding me. the manistee national forest is a bootiful thing. my friend christopher once told me, years ago, as he was moving to chicago, "i don't care if i see another tree as long as i live." one day last fall when he came to visit, i took him to a stop along the river which has a little floating dock you can stand on and see the beaver swimming about... and the frogs... and the trees... and the driftwood... and the amazing color that autumn brings. listening to the peaceful creaks, barks and chirps of nature, he then said, "i feel like i'm being touched by the hand of God." i call it the "essence of being blessed" when you take in something that moves you that much. i've almost taken up the sport of fishing just to have an excuse to be outside more. i'm just no good at it. i once caught a large turtle and couldn't handle the guilt as i pryed the hook from his mouth. gosh, i thought i was reeling in a very big fish though! but do i feel at home here? only in the very walt whitman sense of the words. i can make a home wherever i feel loved, basically. and i have done just that in a proper city before. i'll just always feel more comfortable around lots and lots and lots and lots and lots of trees. i have stories from this weekend, but i've gone on enough. i would like to know, though, how one would obtain funding for a documentary. do you just pitch your ideas and schemes until someone bites? or do you go ahead and fund yourself then try to find a distributor? what to do? what i would like to do would entail quite a bit of american traveling. more pipe dreams perhaps, but it's fun and it's what keeps life moving. bye jim gilmer. maybe you'll write me one day. hi ray and vicar and danny and #sini and bill and paisley and all the rest of you sweet kids. and stuff. big chocolate chunks of love, amyjacks np: stereolab-microbe hunters p.s. v!i!v!a! la r!a!c!h!e!l!s! (archel, tape, got to you yet???) p.p.s. can i post just once w/o mentioning friend christopher? prolly not. +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+

1 0

Sinister: I shall finally speak(for better or worse)
by howard shady 12 Feb '02

12 Feb '02

hello to all on the sinister list. this right here is my first post so i will try not to look too much like a fool. i've been monitoring some of the messages and finally got the cajones to introduce myself. i have had a voice here for a couple months but have been suffering from some sort of electronic laryngitis(did i spell that right). anyway, my name is raymond howard humphrey. long time resident of the lovely state we call illinois. i'm a 29yr old boy who lives in the northwest burbs of chicago land. it seems anytown in illinois is now a surburb of chicago but thats besides the point. i'm a manager for a tool and die company in one of the other suburbs near me. it's a living i suppose, but my dreams of becoming a male model were shot years ago so for now i just boss folks around who don't really understand what i'm saying(they wonder why i get cranky somtimes) i've been in touch with a few of the folks in my area offlist and they know who they are, so a BIG HELLO to them. I also belong to the postcardfromhell so if there are any of you postcarders on here Hello to you as well. as you can tell i'm not very good with these things so i will cut short and actually get back to work. which is where i'm at right now and it's quite quiet here tonite. anyhooooo.....i'll stop boring you with my intro and get back to working. have a good night everyone. yours unruly ray p.s. if anyone is into trading live B&S shows feel free to email me and maybe we can have a trade. Always looking to boost my collection. cheers p.s.s. happy valentines day to you all as well __________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Send FREE Valentine eCards with Yahoo! Greetings! http://greetings.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! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+

1 0

None
by Joey V Lawton 12 Feb '02

12 Feb '02

hello there. i'm new here and all of you popular kids seem to know each other already so I decided to follow Oliver's example and talk about me for a while. (disclaimer: please don't let me e-mail address throw you. i have no current affiliation with or desire to listen to deftones. but i created this e-mail account in junior high and i haven't had any drive to change it.) anyway, yes. i am joey. i live about 25 miles outside of boston, massachusettes, which is but a hop, skip, and a twelve hour airplane ride from where the rest of you all seem to reside in merry old england and the surrounding region. i learn about you in world history. you all live in castles and drink tea and wear red coats and have bad teeth. . . and that's the american educational system for you. sorry. and it's now apparant that i'm in high school. but yes, belle and sebastian. i watched the cartoon on nickelodeon as a child and first heard the music at the end of last summer and it seemed to be a bit perfect, so i decided to like them. they make me feel happy. my friend laura describes good music as "music that makes you walk differently" and when i walk and listen to belle and sebastian at the same time, the walking becomes a strange kind of weightless sensuality that doesn't take itself too seriously, but serious enough to remember to move forward. and it's brought me this far, so i can't complain. i guess that's all. the stearn little e-mail from honey that i got as an introduction told me not to list favorites from various categories as it might hurt feelings and wast time, so i won't. but if i could, i would do it now. somewhat sincerely, joey ________________________________________________________________ GET INTERNET ACCESS FROM JUNO! Juno offers FREE or PREMIUM Internet access for less! Join Juno today! For your FREE software, visit: http://dl.www.juno.com/get/web/. +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister(a)missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo(a)missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+

1 0

Sinister: i'm so excited and i just can't hide it
by bus stoppers 11 Feb '02

11 Feb '02

hello everyone and a good morning to you... i think that i will start my post with a bit of b&s content as i am way too excited about coachella!! b&s AND bjork. how will i contain all of the joy? plus they are on separate days which gives me an 'excuse' to go both days...it will be better than last year. not even bringing up the fact that i am NOT going to get heat exhaustion this year. a bunch of friends, good music, a giant field, and camping. *sigh* plus the pot i plan to smuggle in my bra. valentine's day is just around the corner. my sinister valentine john is suuper nice. (hi john!...your package will be in the mail soon i pwomise.) maybe i will have a good valentine's day for once. does anyone else not like that day, or is it just me and my selfish self-misery? cunning andre wrote: "And I've officially become THE MOST PATHETIC PERSON ON SINISTER. Last week I signed up for one of those internet dating sites. I don't know what more can possibly be said about that." sweetie, you aren't the only pathetic sinister...i have one as well. it was the middle of the night and i was suffering from an extra-excruciating case of insomnia. it was kinda as a joke, but surprisingly i have gotten 2 replies. one from a guy who was super handsome and the other from a man more than twice my age. that one was a bit unnerving as he was almost 50 years old. if you show me yours, i'll show you mine... for my happy news...i got my first real paycheck on friday after not getting one for months. first i got my cell phone turned back on. then i mailed a friends' belated christmas present. then i got to go to the store and buy some lotions! though this might sound like an un-event, it's actually a very exciting thing. i work in a cafe and thus, constantly washing my hands. i got to splurge and buy fancy semi-expensive lotion. relief. there are lotions there are potions you can take to hide your shame from all those prying eyes some people have been posting about depression, hard times, and medication. i thought i would join the red wagon and post a bit about it too. it has taken me seven years to finally get over things. it all started when i was 14 and the first suicide attempt. and it all ended with getting my heart broken a coupla days before this past new year's holiday. the seven years have been a long tiring journey through my soul. but i am grateful for it, for if i had not made it through it all, i wouldn't be where i am today. i mean, more power to those who can do it without going through crying all the time. i have had to accept that i am just not one of those people. as far as suggestions and personal testimonies of 'cures'...i tried counceling, medication, and forcing myself to be happy. i tried to do it on my own and i tried to rely on friends and family. counciling just flat out didn't do any good. though probably mostly my fault as i didn't stick with it. it might have worked, who knows. the anxiety medication worked for a little while until i tried to take the whole bottle at the same time. and whenever i tried to go out and make up my mind to be happy, i was pretending. living a "fake happy" life made everything else worse. i tried to get help from my parents. long story short. i know they love me, but they just didn't know how to deal with me. even to this day, we can't just have a conversation. it's very sad really. it's one of the one things that i wish was different. dropping hints to my friends that something was wrong, only pushed most of them away. that was my own fault. who the hell was i to drag them into something that they didn't want to deal with. after that i didn't really have anyone, but myself. and the knowledge of where i needed to be mentally and physically. i have posted about it before, but my grandfather is what helped me completely snap out of it. i forget who it was or exactly what was said, but it was mentioned that all this talk about being depressed is more a subject of selfishness. i believe this to be right, but not at the same time. does that make sense? i mean, part of it all is sometimes a physicality that you might not be aware of and sometimes it's an extended pity party. maybe it's all a general grey area that maybe there is no set cure or set definition. some people go through it and some don't. sometimes it breaks you and sometimes it makes you stronger. there was a point to my story...oh...the lotion. but now i can't really remember the application. hmm. i'm sorry about the tangent. but i will end with more b&s content: "storytelling". how to begin. i didn't really fancy the movie too much for it's "movie value". it's just...awkward. i mean, i was just disappointed about paying nine whole dollars for it. the soundtrack was wonderful though. and yeah, everytime i listen to "the state i am in" i occasionally have a mental picture i wish i didn't. there were a lot of extended silences. i wish he would do something like "welcome to the dollhouse" awkward again, and maybe move away from the happiness awkward. todd s. does get credit in my book though for getting b&s to do his soundtrack. he must not be all that bad? off to work, sara p.s...everyone go get your tickets on march 2nd!! yippie!!! ===== all the people'd stare as if we were both quite insane someday my name and his are going to be the same __________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Send FREE Valentine eCards with Yahoo! Greetings! http://greetings.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! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+

1 0

Sinister: I'd rather have a life than a lifestyle
by JAMES GILMER 11 Feb '02

11 Feb '02

"THE GIRL MOST LIKELY TO..." The subject line comes from a conversation Elise and I were having eariler this afternoon during a ramble around the city. We'd just passed two indie boys who were so obviously indiekid poster children it was ridiculous when I'd commented that I was glad we didn't look like anything other than two stunningly gorgeous kids in love; "I'm so sick of people who wear their lifestyles like clothes" "Yup, I just likes wearing the pretty clothes and my Jimmy just likes wearing clothes, period" "I'd rather have a life than a lifestyle" Elise did her own little sign-off post, and I suppose it's time for me to do the same. Not that I don't enjoy Sinister, but it's not "Where I Live"; if you take my meaning. "Cuddleducks and Snugglebunnies" Sinster is indirectly responsible for Elise and I meeting after all (no crush list biz with us, long time readers will no I think the list crush thing is a hideous idea). Hell, if I hadn't joined the list back prior to my Europe trip last spring when I wanted concert info, I'd have never rode out to the west coast to see the concerts or arranged a few Sinister picnics; one of which would see me meeting up with a certain lovely young lady. Let's not forget the lovely posts from the Queen of Kute; Miss Kirsten Kenyon, or the utterly lovely posts from a certain Rachel of the Looping Fruit. Special mention must be made of that oddly quiet Southern Belle, the llovely Laura Llew. "FIRE MAKES DEAD THINGS TASTE GOOD" Before I go I do feel the need (while still wanting to leave on an 'up' note) to say just how much I loved the post that Lilywhite forwarded; "Open mouth, Insert Elitist Arse" indeed. If we ever find ourselves sharing a pub booth I'll buy you a round Lily. The wee spanking that Lily got for ruffling some softskinned feathers convinced me it was time to be a-moving on. "IN THE VILLAGE" Amy Longcore is organizing a piccy-nic and all I can say is I'm glad I don't have to do this one :) Nah, I'm only kidding, I'd be remiss if I didn't say how much fun the meet-ups and picnics were. Cheers to all who attended, and especially to the brave souls who fought a Chicago winter to make the last one. "WHEN I WAS A CHILD, I SPOKE WITH A CHILD'S VOICE" One of the things I love about Elise is that, like me, there's a part of her that's still the kid that shines through. She insists this is part of the reason she loves me. Listening to people complain about lost childhood you realize that it isn't lost childhood or innocence that they're lamenting, but the fact that the world no longer revolves around them, that they are no different, no better or worse than anyone else, and that if they want anything in this world, they're going to have to reach for it. Those people are the children, emotionally immature and a pain in the butt to deal with. Usually annoyingly manipulative to boot. Then there are the people who somehow hold onto the ability to see the world as someplace interesting and fresh. The ability to enjoy life, to live it and taste it, isn't something that's lost when we 'grow-up', it's something that's lost when we let our resentment at the world, at actually having to act unselfishly, control ourselves. I've always liked Sherlock Holmes for the reason that he must be the ultimate child; able to find meaning and life and stories in the most commmonplace objects. Grow up and live. "Karmageddon" Ken said that Buddists are too at ease with the world and thus aren't miserable enough to like the whiny lyris of Morrisey... ...and that explains SO MUCH about me and why I can't stand Morrisey. (okay, okay; "Boy with the Thorn in His Side" is infectious as hell and makes me want to dance, but I still don't care for the Smiths that much) Yes, the Dali Lama does have Kenwood speakers in his sandels, kicking the bass and feeling the harmonics of the backbeat of the universe shiver up his spine with every step. I love the Dali Lama. A religious leader who expouses tolerance and understanding and live and let live and is just smiling all the damn time. Someone make him take a piss test, the man must be high on something. When people ask him what it feels like to be the Dali Lama he just smiles that self-mocking smile and says; "Not famous, just monk...just monk" ...and I'm Just Jimmy. I still think most religion is crap, but I respect the man and the philosophy behind it. "Walk to the Station" Well, it's that time. I had more to say, but it suddenly hit me how unimportant it was. Here's what's important; I have a new book to read. There's the most beautiful girl in the world curled up on the couch in the next room. The Shins' "New Slang" is playing. I feel like dancing with said girl. Love and thoughts to Kirsten, ~stine, Fruitloop, Longcore, Llew (one of my oldest and best Sinister friends, she's too good to me), and all the rest of you lot I've forgotten. "Love is..." A peanut butter and honey sandwich and a glass of milk. Trust me...it's a Zen thing. Relentlessly, Jim _________________________________________________________________ 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! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+

4 3

Sinister: i'm gettin me an ed yoo kay shun
by Kirsten Kenyon 11 Feb '02

11 Feb '02

how many times does a person have to do the same thing on a regular basis for it to be considered a "habit?" i know there's a set number. i think i've probably surpassed it. my current habits (assuming i may refer to them as such) are as follows: -doing the crossword puzzle in the shepherd express every week -eating a cheese and tomato sandwich for lunch every day -spending saturday afternoons learning to distinguish sambas from calypsos from russian gypsy music from spanish gypsy music from new orleans from chicago from god-knows-what-else. from slava, a middle- aged russian street musician. i think i've mentioned him before. now i've mentioned him again. -sundays at the antique market how depressing. really. yesterday, i stood behind a faded curtain in a pink chiffon cocktail dress and a string of pearls, pinning back my hair and humming along with moon river. and then i realized that as much as i might sometimes like to be some mysterious, worldweary cynic lurking in dark corners and just aching with sophistication, i'm really nothing more than a sap romantic who talks to puppies and paints her toenails while singing along with billie holiday. i would probably make fun of me. well, i do. but...sheesh. so i wandered around for about an hour, trying on coats and gloves and opening umbrellas, trying to imagine each item in a context...a hat someone wore to a funeral, a polished cane that leaned against a wall for years after its owner didn't need it anymore, someone's favorite dress, a dumb ashtray someone bought on a family vacation to south dakota...i can almost hear some of you gagging. i am a S-A-P. i eat this stuff up. i smiled at a lot of really old people in embroidered sweatshirts. i bought some fake jade monkeys. they need names. i NAME everything. more SAP. i think that misty is a good name for a monkey. and maybe oberon. and hank. if you met three monkeys named misty, oberon, and hank, which one would you think was pretentious? it's totally hank, in case you wanted to know. i watched chinatown. i like when jack nicholson says that he likes breathing through his nose. i mean, i think we can all relate to that. i think that when people make films, it's really good when they make them so people who watch them can sit back and think "yeah, i get that." this really good friend of mine made a really interesting website that you might be really interested in if you like really good movies, especially ones that are from the nineties and are starring kid n play. i can't remember the link right now, but you really should check it out when i get around to posting it. guess what! i'm taking a college writing class! we get to do peer editing. it's so much fun. also, i have a history class. we were instructed to bring items that we thought represented life in the year 1900. anywhere in the world. very very broad assignment, and much like show and tell, only for older kids. i brought some farmer's diary. in this dialogue, let V represent the teacher, while O and M will be students. V: what did you bring? O: a photo of magic johnson. V: why? O: um. magic johnson has AIDS. V: i see. and what does this have to do with life in 1900? O: (stares at the wall with mouth hanging slightly open) V: and what did you bring along? M: i brought a glue gun. V: an electric glue gun? M: mm-hmm. V: (silence) O: (cough) M: electricity is important. (long pause) i guess i misunderstood the assignment. I Think that's enough love kirsten x Care2 make the world greener! http://www.care2.com - Get your Free e-mail account that helps save Wildlife! +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+

1 0

Sinister: The Big One
by Matthew Henderson 11 Feb '02

11 Feb '02

Things have been heating up for two minutes now, but I don't think we're ready. I decide keep folling around for another minute or so, then I would make my move. I finally, I think we're both ready. But there is just one more obstacle in my way. It was a little difficult to rip off, but I think my confidence made it seem easy. I remembered back to my first time. I was in high school. I had thought about it, a lot. I'm a bit shy and very nervous though. One glorious day though, it actually happened. I began to move in, and although it smelled kind of funny, I thought of how great it feels to be actually doing it, and began eating away. The sweat trickled down my forehead as the room seemed to get hotter and hotter. It was getting very intense now, until I was finished. Surely, this was the finest microwaveable burrito I had ever had. It might seem a bit pricey for 1.79 at my local gas station, but it's soo worth it. Especially with a cherry icee to wash it down. Aah, it's the finer things in life that make everything bad seem okay. I might be wrong, but I think someone was slagging the fact that belle and sebastian did shirts. I don't know, maybe they didn't. Either way, I just thought I'd use this opportunity to tell about how I am in an incredibly awkward stage in life. Right now, a Large t-shirt is just too small. It's okay before I wash it, but afterwards, it shrinks into smallness. However, an X-large is much too big, even after wash. The only t-shirts I own that fit like a dream are the belle and sebastian shirts. Even after washing, they are the perfect length. The arms fit so well. They're loose, but not TOO loose. It's just a nice feeling. And those russian dolls are just too cute. In the recent tradition of leaving posts, I thought I'd say I'm leaving. It's been fun, but I actually HAVE now a life and you're all GEEKS and I AM NOT! -Matt P.S. I'm not really leaving the list. This should be obvious since everyone who knows anything at all about me should know that I will never ever have a life and I am far geekier than all of you. Long Live the Fighters. P.P.S. Sorry for having TWO deep, depressing posts in a row. I'll be more uplifting next time. Twelfth Night perhaps. _________________________________________________________________ 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! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+

1 0

Sinister: storytelling and daydreaming
by LilGrape25＠aol.com 11 Feb '02

11 Feb '02

Hello Sinister! In my last post I wrote about vegetarian cheeseless sandwiches and got a whole gaggle of responses and suggestions. Here is my improved list, for those of you who care: peanut butter and/or jelly fig paste lettuce and/or onion and/or tomato bananna with or without chocolate sauce peanut butter and wheat germ mustard roast vegetables Banana and peanut butter french fries (been told you brits call this Chip Butty) peanut butter and fluff hummus with or without avocado portebello mushroom with or without lettuce and tomato peanut butter and honey alfalfa sprouts egg salad vegitarian stuffing and cranberry sauce mashed potatoes yummy, eh? I saw Storytelling yesterday. And, sorry if I offend any of you, I thought it was AWFUL. definately one of the worst movies I have ever seen. It was so saturated with cliches of Audience Shockers that it seems almost impossible that the movie-makers would think that their movie shocked the audience. Was the absolute predictability and uncreativity and inconsistancy of the plotline intentional?! The Belle and Sebastin music was very good, though. I can't decide if this made it worth seeing. Jesse talked about his own daydreams, and I feel some connection to him (or in one case, you) on this matter. I have very elaborate daydreams that are very rarely sexual. Mine, though, take place in fictional places and involve people I know, people I made up and hybrids of the two. I sometimes use some modification of myself as well, but rarely. These fantasies are almost always about some sort of closed cummunity. Special boarding schools mostly. Sometimes Utopias. I rarely start new ones, I haven't made a new one in years, but they sort of evolve...I mean, I've had these stories going for as long as I remember. Some of them started as games I played with my dolls. My favorites, right now, are one about a meticulously planned Utopia and all of the rules and regulations. I go over the mapping of the town, the jobs, the system of money, the education system..down to meticulous details. Where do children live when they are 1, 5, 10, 15? How many in a room in a build! ing, how many cafeterias? How many rooms per age group, then? Where would a student go to school if they are artistically inclined but also headed towards a job in cummunity leadership? My other favorite story, I think, is a little bit more complex and interesting. I almost started writing it as a book, once, and so its got the closest thing to a plot line. Its about this made up medical condition/conspiricy in which a person's physical and emotional wellbeing is connected to the tides and the moon. That is, they have ups and down as the tides go in and out and the moon orbits, each day and month has its ups and downs. A dozen people are born with it in a specific geographic region (conveniently all part of the USA) each year, and the affects start around the age of 12, at which point they are forced by law to go this retreat...this island..until they are 22. The retreat's purpose is to teach the young people to control their dependancy, which can be dangerous if not controlled but very useful if understood. Its run by the older people on the island-no one else is allowed. Various stages of the story have involved them all having orgies during high tid! e, or being really sick at New Moon, being telepathic, being really cultish and ritualistic, and all sorts of other things... I wonder why I make these up, why I remember then. Sometimes I spend whole days pretty much only thinking about them. Sometimes I don't think about them for weeks. I think they're really interesting, but why do they exist? Well, I'd write something more relivant but I've got to go shower, Love, Rachel Grapenut +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+

2 1