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Sinister: "thats a hippy you just killed! you just killed a hippy!"
by caleb ben moore 06 Dec '01

06 Dec '01

halo sinisters: a mr. YOUN said: Ola, "my name's alexei yuriy gagarin siege of stalingrad glorious 5-year-plan sputnik tractor dynamo moscow balowski. my father was a bit of a communist, you see" this quote is fantastic! Where is it from? oh! oh! oh! i know! i know! it's from The Young Ones. i think. until later......caleb ben ===== "Be kind, for everyone you meet is fighting a harder battle." ~Plato "Love does not consist of gazing at each other, but in looking together in the same direction." -Antoine de Saint-Exupery __________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Send your FREE holiday greetings online! 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 +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+

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Sinister: Standing on a corner in Winslow, Arizona
by Daplyn Elizabeth 06 Dec '01

06 Dec '01

...and I'm quite sure I'm in the wrong song. What I want for Christmas, apart from Elijah Wood (is is freaky to fancy a Hobbit?) is a Tigermilking in that there London Village, the which I'm sure Il Biondino Mark is working on if he knows what's good for him. New Year will do, but I feel the need to dance like a loon, and South Wales is not the place for it, unless the dancefloor is made of coal. My Powerpuff Girls advent calendar has been broached, the goose is apparently getting fat, and the Festive 50 is upon us again. However, it may well be a bit too chirpy for those of us who are perpetually lovelorn ie. seemingly most of the contributing list, soppy buggers that you (we) are. Lurkers may all be happily married and wildly in love, but I somehow doubt it. Anyway, even lucky sods like Mr Apps and Ms Fruitloop must have somber moments, when contemplating the vagaries of the universe simply cannot be done to the accompaniment of pretty music about happy things. So, then, howsabout letting me know your top three Moping About Relationships albums? A Misery Loves Company (not the musical. Or the piece by Philip Glass, for that matter) chart may be compiled if I can be bothered. For starters, here's my current run-down: 3. Reading, Writing and Arithmetic - The Sundays: "I never should have said/ that the books that you read/ were all I loved you for" is exactly the kind of thing I find myself regretting. Vitriol is satisfying in the coolth of the moment. But. 2. Vivadixiesubmarinetransmissionplot - Sparklehorse: "I want my records back/ and that motorcycle gas-tank I spraypainted black". And because I got my dad to buy it for my birthday a couple of years ago and had to dictate the title letter by letter several times. 1. The Good Will Out - Embrace: Ooh, I can just hear the stones, pointy sticks and other missiles coming my way. If you disregard the attempts to rock out shouty-style, it makes half a gorgeously gloomy album. I stand by what I've said previously about French horns. And just because. Please reply chez moi, as littering lists with lists is neither big nor clever. Anyway, aren't most pop songs (most artworks, full stop?) either about getting it on or whinging about not getting off? Even the standard 'hello trees, hello sky, you're lovely' (copyright The Field Mice) song is a c/overt variation on "I wandered lonely as a cloud That floats on high o'er hill and vale; I saw some nice flowers and pleasant shrubs And thought if I wrote a poem about them I'd get a snog. Was I right?" Faced with a painful choice between devoting your precious time to artistic or romantic endeavour? Why not combine the two? I'm just saying, see. Working for the joy of giving? No thanks. But the company I'm temping for produces CDs for Beggar's Banquet (and Mute, Wiija, Setanta, blah blah, blah blah), which means that records by Hefner, Gorky's Zygotic Mynci, The Fall, Avalanches, Badly Drawn Boy etc. are made here IN THIS VERY BUILDING. Also Fields of the Nephilim. Cor. Exciting, eh? Oh, what idleness and a customer database can engender. * * * When cars on a dark motorway start weaving and dancing in time to the music on the stereo, you've either had a bit too much to drink or are experiencing a moment of great serendipity. Liz D :x +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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 +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+

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Sinister: I'm shutting up to us (now read me.. if you like)
by Kenneth P Y Chu 06 Dec '01

06 Dec '01

.. The boy walked through the entrance door, he was accosted by a man who made a gesture at him, which seemed to suggest "Can I help you". So, eloquently, the boy asked the question "can.. I, pay.. some money.. to, er, get in please", and luckily the answer was yes, and so the boy paid some money and got in. To his surprise he was immediately greeted by a friend, the pair of them complimented on each other's immaculate hair styles, and their respective plans on the next direction for their locks, and decided that warmth was the key. And many a chats and chitters later Chirs Leonard was on, who did some amazing things with a guitar that the boy's eyes weren't quick enough to see, but he could hear and it sounded quite heavenly. Then it was the turn of Tompaulin, who started gently with a folk song, before turning up the rock style by smashing a guitar in half, then promptly captured the audience for half an hour with their music. The boy decided he was going to get one of these funny instruments that they had that was both a keyboard and a recorder, but the last time he went to his music shop asking for a "funny instrument" he got something he didn't quite bargain for. The boy's friend then spotted Stuart Murdoch lurking at the back inside this cave, and she pointed it out to the boy. One minute later, the shock was over and the boy exclaimed "arrgh I just saw Stuart Murdoch". But thankfully he didn't ejaculate too loudly. Another friend of the boy took two pieces of paper, and moments later the boy was handed a piece of paper that read, "To Ken, Stkdjlk Mukdjk" which meant a lot to him. Then, the boy was hit by the thought that he had just seen a brilliant gig, and there was still another one to come, and he was very happy. Just as he was smiling the next gig was on, and how he smiled, after a cover of "Brown Eyed Girl" by van morrison, the band played some fabulous tunes. During the gig, the boy visited the toilet to offer the sewer rats a pint of beer, and just as he was almost finished, a man started telling him of a revelation.. "This just confirms it", he said, "That folk music is not my scene". He left the toilet with the last words of "Give me a distortion pedal and electric guitar any day" before the boy could tell him what he thought about his maw. He came back upstairs, and one of his favourite songs by the band was on, and a favourite song of a couple of other persons too, as they sang along to quite some jest, which is the moment when a man (who had rather nice forearms) turned round and shouted, "SHUT UP!" which caused a bit of a shock. The gig then finished on a high note, after which the boy went singing and dancing and dancing and singing whilst the DJ played some tunes on 45. The boy went to ask for a non-terrorvision tune, and it got played. After more dancing and making letters with his arms and imitating Isobel's TOTP dance during Legal Man and a few more tunes, the party ends and everyone got home. The boy and his fellow companion were then shepharded back to the Tube stop by Sgt. SGS, before getting on, indeed, the wrong tubes once again but eventaully got home. That was it. Ken P.S.: Oh, also, the next day the boy got really bored at work and wrote a fair bit about his day the day before. _________________________________________________________________ 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 +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+

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Sinister: Don't prisoners have a life? (read me first)
by Kenneth P Y Chu 06 Dec '01

06 Dec '01

The boy woke up at 8:30am, and realised that something wasn't quite right. His left eye was jammed and his right eye was his left eye. Maybe he shouldn't have stayed up to play Scrabble over the Internet until 5 in the morning, but it was worth it, he thought, since he won 3 times in a row. So this morning he made himself a trophy, and decided to treat himself today as a prize for being so literally blinding. So he momentarily found his vision and picked up his phone, and dialled what he vaguely believed to be his work's phone number, sure enough the voice on the other end said the company's name. "I don't think I can come in today I'm feeling a bit ill", he said, and without a visa or mastercard transection he just bought himself a day off, all for only the same as a day's wages. The boy then wondered why sitting at home doing nothing felt so much better than sitting in his office doing nothing. He came to the conclusion that he wouldn't be able to dance about singing out loud at work - being slightly mental is expensive, he supposed, unless he was that woman who sang out loud in the office anyway. He treated himself to a nice lunch - a lovely lovely bowl of noodles - then he wondered: is a treat still a treat if you have it every single day? Then he started eating and knew the answer straight away: damn straight. The boy carried on wondering, "How else can I treat myself?" he wondered, he didn't know. So he went to his local shop to see what he can find, the boy likes his local shop, the locality of it sold it to him. He stepped inside his local shop without much local motive, his train of thoughts had derailed it seemed. He decided that he didn't need any bacons for today, for he had already eaten, nor did he need the "Men's Health" magazine, for he was supposed to be sick today, afterall. His eyes were caught eventually at a pack of 10 colouring pens, "I can do with some colouring pens I think", he thought, "besides, tomorrow I can tell my boss I were seeing colours". He decided he was going to be an artist for the day, so, first of all he made a squiggle which he declared to be a symbol for himself. Then he started drawing, but nothing looked very good at all - as he wanted to use up all 10 colours all at once but there just weren't any pictures that had both the colour sky blue and the colour puke pink. So he spent the rest of his day copying the London Underground map as a cover for a tape that he'd made for his friend. Then the time came for the boy to really treat himself, as one of his favourite bands Camera Obscura were going to play live that night in London, together with another band Tompaulin who would soon later become another one of his favourite bands, and a guy named Chris Leonard, who would have been one of his favourite bands, if he was a band. The boy further wondered whether he should take a taxi to the train station, instead of driving so he can treat himself further with a few beverages, as he hadn't had many beverages for many ages, he picked up his phone again, this time without looking, pressed the same digit six times in a row, and rightly enough that familiar, disgruntled voice of the taxi operator appeared, and the boy ordered a taxi, which took him to the train station and in turn the train took him to where the London Underground resided - a place called London. He skillfully skipped, skimmed and skirmished through the skipful of skittles that were swamping the underground station, and masterfully jumped onto the train with inch perfection - it was ironic that he had indeed so dexterously jumped onto the wrong train. He was surrounded by gorgeous London girls, but they weren't going to treat him tonight, nor could they help him get off - he had to wait until the next stop. Eventually, he arrived at the Liverpool Street stop, which always brought a smile and a sigh to the boy's face. As for a brief few months in the past he had had a brief taste of what was not to come, when he had a more than adequately paid job, rubbing shoulders with buzzing businessmen and more memorably with buzzing businesswomen, "Well that was a fun three months", he thought to himself, "but tonight is going to be Funner". After a quick visit to a shop run by an ex-army officer who now cooks Chicken for a living, the boy now had the right mindset as well as the right stomach upset for party... _________________________________________________________________ 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 +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+

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Sinister: 'i just don't understand why you can't do anything the easy way...'
by Kirsten Kenyon 06 Dec '01

06 Dec '01

my mom's beloved uncle bert passed away two nights ago. he was a sweet, quiet man who never married, and who devoted many of his years to the care of his parents. i remember going to his house when i was little. from what i can recall, he lived on cigarettes and dry- roasted peanuts. and there was a toy chest with 'don't break the ice' and a music box that played 'raindrops keep fallin on my head.' there are several photographs of a tiny blonde girl in a pink dress and a little lacy white apron the ladies at st. mary's catholic church used to wear to serve coffee after mass. i never really figured out why uncle bert had that apron, but i used to wear it and entertain anyone who would pay attention, doing awkward ballets to that song from the music box. there was a funeral when i was five years old, and my great- grandma was getting pretty senile. i remember her sitting at the head of the dinner table, thoughtfully chewing on a ham sandwich and letting her gaze drift around the table. pausing suddenly on uncle bert, she stopped chewing for a moment and nearly shouted, "heavens to betsy, that man has the most remarkably large ears i've ever seen!" nobody knew what to do. finally someone said "aw, look at kirsten," and suddenly everyone seemed to find unspeakable amusement in the fact that i had an olive on each of my fingers, and i made a grand production of eating them one by one. the whole family roared with laughter and i thought i must be quite the little comedienne. i'm certainly in no hurry to grow old, but i do think sometimes that it will be sort of fun, being able to say anything that crosses my mind. with no discretion. old people can get away with things like cutting in line at the cinema. they get a discount, too. and i've never stolen anything in my life, but it's crossed my mind that when i'm a scrawny old lady in a big silly hat, it might be a good time to go into walgreens and stuff my huge old-lady handbag with...condoms or something. if i didn't get caught, i would go home and blow them up like balloons and throw myself a party. or fill them with water and hurl them at passers-by. or something. and if i did get caught...well, i suppose i would just act very confused, and i probably wouldn't get in any trouble at all. because i'd be old. and then i would giggle the whole way home because the kids who worked at walgreens would be able to go home and tell their friends that they caught this crazy old lady trying to steal six boxes of trojans. anyway...oh yes. i had a visit from miss elise and jimmy gilmer on sunday. we sat in the teahouse and jim told funny stories and elise had on sexy boots and looked just as lovely as the last time i saw her, so it seems she must always look that way. and we walked along the lake and i pointed out important landmarks, like the place where i once stepped in elephant droppings. and we went into a few shops and giggled at things, and sat on the edge of a dried-up fountain and laughed at what have to be the gaudiest holiday decorations the world has ever seen. no sex shops this time, but it was fun anyway. well, i hope they had fun. i'm not exactly the hostess with the mostest. once again, anyway. i've just booked a plane ticket...about half an hour ago, now. in twenty-one days, i will be..in glasgow. lovely. i think it will be a really good time....hehee (i am trying to contain my excitement so as not to make a huge idiot of myself.) okay, but just because i can't help it....here are a bunch of exciting exclamation points !!!!!!!!!!! okay, that's more than enough. i've just diagnosed myself with anemia. i need flinstones vitamins. bye bye love kirsten 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 +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+

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Sinister: London (is) calling
by Matthew Henderson 06 Dec '01

06 Dec '01

Howdy folks! I'm a bit behind reading your (berserker) barrage of posts. However, I'm going to say "fuck it (fuck it with knives)" and post anyway! Goddamn right! It's not that anything terribly interesting is going on. I'm saddened by what seems to be Rachel OJ's departure. Although I'm behind, so maybe i'm wrong. People buy the strangest things. I was in the local record shop as usual today, and this kid wearing a white "confederate cotton company" shirt, kakhis (from what i assume is abercrombie and fitch), a torn up white University of Alabama hat, and sandals. This is the typical attire for the preppy jerk-offs of my community. I expected him to buy slipknot or phish or (God forbid) Widespread Panic. He bought a live Velvet Underground album. The moral of the story? Don't ever eat anything at all from Hardee's. Okay, what was the point of that insanely worthless story? to cover up downright list abuse of course. Wee-doggy! Anyway, I'm thinking about popping into london next wednesday (the 12th) and i'm leaving ont he 22nd. I was wondering if anyone knows of any good gigs in the greater london area. Pollstar hasn't yielded much. Or perhaps there is a band that totally rocks that I don't know about. Anyway, have a lovely evening. Keep on rockin. Shouldn't be too difficult, what with all the rocks in your heads and all. -matt _________________________________________________________________ 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 +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+

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Re: Sinister: Rachel oj - THE FRAUD
by LilGrape25＠aol.com 05 Dec '01

05 Dec '01

I know I posted already today, but Astrid's post sort of struck me, and I just had to say something. I'm really sad that rachel OJ is not herself. I liked her. I guess being a rachel is the best way to blend in to sinister, aye? I don't totally understand why she did what she did, but I don't understand lots of things.. I think its terribly sad that astrid and anna seem to have lost eachother as friends. I don't understand how someone can make the decision to not want to talk to someone and not to try to work things out. Maybe I'm just a weak person, but even after people do really awful things to me, I still want to forgive them. I somehow believe that they are capable of redeeming themselves. I do not know the situation, but I would advise astrid to try to work things out with anna if anna shows any desire to, even if you feel you have been completely betrayed. Be charatable and give her the chance to still have you as her friend. People make mistakes sometimes, really big, bad ones even. I know I've done some really really terrible things to people I love more than anything, been awful to them for days or weeks, completely without realizing what I was doing. If anna, or anyone, was once a good enough person to be your friend, chances are they are a good enough person to realize the! ir mistakes. Maybe this advice does not apply to astrid's case, but it is one of the things that bothers me most about the world. People are not willing enough to allow others to make mistakes, to allow the people who hurt them to be part of the healing process. People do not trust that others are good people. The standards for others are too high. And those who do bad things are not willing enough to be forgiven, to admit they were wrong, to beg even. We have to love eachother for our good qualities, and tolerate eachothers lesser moments, the days and weeks where we are too sensitive or too mean or too depressed to be our normal selves. Sometimes its necissary to let someone mistreat you, to cry quietly in the corner and then forgive them. Have faith that the people you once thought worthy of loving are forever worthy of your love. "I've one thing to tell you before I die, just wanted to tell you you were right." I love you all, 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 +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+

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Sinister: Can You Believe With Us?
by Max421＠aol.com 05 Dec '01

05 Dec '01

Hello Again!Its been several days since my last post, and not much new in my life. Today was rather interesting, however. This morning, I sat next to a girl on the schoolbus who insisted that she could do a perfect impression of Alanis Morisette. Needless to say, by the time we got to school, every ninth grade girl who though that she had a good voice was singing "jagged little pill". Quite Obviously, I'm scarred for life. When I got off the bus, I followed brownie into the cafteria. I was so busy staring at him, that I almost knocked over a bite size english lady with my napsack. When we got there, we made ackward little acknowledgments of each other at the water machine. The day was pretty much uneventful, except for lunch with Amanda, Stephanie/lilly, Vera, Lizz, Emily, and Morgan. Later, I got yelled at by an obnoxious girl named leah, who accused me ofbeing such a conformist, because I didn't sit with her, and another girl who I just can't tolerate. Later, on the bus agai! n, I stretched out on an entire row because I couldn't deal with anyone next to me. Brownie sat down behind me and put his hands over into my space, kind of just leaving them there, near my head. I guess he may have been trying to flirt with me ( I know I've used that tactic) but as usual, it didn't go anywhere. Afterwards, I got off the bus with rachel and bought a tea press. I'm on my third cup. Hopefully, If I play myself enough b&s tonight, I'll find someway to stop procrastinating and study for my french vocab test. Au Revoir, Max +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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 +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+

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Sinister: Enduring Sinister
by John Jennings 05 Dec '01

05 Dec '01

oh look, a crafty and clever reference to Kieran's post... which i didn't understand at all i have to admit... roight anyway hello, i'm back... or rather my computer is back from the pooter doctor where it has been for the past few weeks, getting all sorted with lots of fast components that i don't really understand... and now i've got it back and its exactly the same... grr... it means that i have some catching up to do with the whole sinister thing.... the new single first. i bought it on the day or release as ever. i had to walk into town... in the cold and rain... with my viola (all will become clear)... and then i went into the nice little record shop (those who know rockaboom will know it only vaguely fits into the 'nice' category... actually it only vaguely fits into the 'record shop' category)... and it took me ages to find... and when i did find it i put it in my cd player gubbins and did some frowning to the rot-your-teeth sweetness of 'waking...' as I walked back out of town again, to the rehearsal rooms where my lovely band were rehearsing (hence the viola)... t'was a panic rehearsal after it was discovered we were supposed to have a gig on the 14th (of january admittedly, but if you heard us you'd understand the panic)... so everyone keep the 14th free... i think its at the musician... or something... and the single has yet to grow on me... have people noticed how b&s songs are getting less honest and personal now btw?... since modern rock song methinks... they're not really about struan or his friends anymore... just the old cliches of pop music... which is a little depressing... but i'm not going to get into the old 'old vs new' argument again... i like marx and engels a lot... and i liked carriage clock... so i'll change the subject quickly..... "The songs are; The State I Am In I Don't Want To Play Football Scooby driver Storytelling They all sounded good" said robin. thats very exciting. any ideas when this is out? also, when is 'sexual athlete' going to get released? thats the best thing they've done for ages methinks... crikey there is a lot of pseudo-content in this post, this can't be healthy.... last b&s related thing now... i've been told to suggest to sinister that b&s get steve albini to produce their next album... as a joke... but i think t'would be interesting... wouldn't it?... what do we think neil? dum de dum i was in london on monday, and i like london because i always spot people with b&s badges on the tube.. but i didn't on monday alack.... but i went to hamleys and spent lots of time with the parents who have more money than sense playing with sinister (in a bad way) toys... and then i almost missed my train back and had to lots of running around on the underground (using the left side of the escalator is more dangerous than it looks... those business people are pros) and i only got on the train 2 minutes before it left.... that was very exciting... i'm very annoyed because there was definately something productive i was going to say in this post... but i've forgotten it.... which is very annoying... but anyway.... if you've read this FAR you obviously think you're reading one of JAMES' POSTS hoho. JP.. -- www.ilonline.co.uk +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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 +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+

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Sinister: Rachel oj - THE FRAUD
by Astrid Wiezell 05 Dec '01

05 Dec '01

Hi sinister, Just wanted to tell you lot who has been e-mailing, off or on-list to Rachel oj, that there actually isn´t a Rachel oj. It was my, now ex-friend, Anna, who was trying to squeeze out everything about what i thought about her, and the daft bastard tried to do it here. i know that some of you have been e-mailing wiht her, but these fact are true: Rachel Smith´s real name is Anna. She is not 17, she´s 15. and sadly enough, a classmate of mine. she never had that boyfriend Hans, there was never that other girl Monica, there was actually no relationship at all, since she was lying. I was very chocked when a friend told me that Anna = Rachel. Since I thought we actually had stuff in common, we hadn´t. It was just Anna saying the things she knew I liked or was interested in. This was by far the greatest lie that Anna had tried to pull. Luckily enough, she failed. I´ve been feeling very bad inside all day, knowing that she fooled me and lied to me for quite some time. a lot more time than reasonable if you ever want to becom friends again. which i don´t. i don´t want to be mortal enemies or something, i just want her to let me be alone. because i do not want to speak one more word to that girl. i thought more about her, but apparently i was wrong. so there you are, dear sinisters. rachel oj is leaving because we caught her redhanded trying to be her. pathetic. i´ve also lost much trust for people on the internet today, worrying about if she´s been lying to me about being someone else as well. it wouldn´t really surprise me, i mean, she being the person she is. i´ve been worrying about My Corduroy Kitten Tom, Joe Vester, not Ken Chu though, he´s too much of a legend, and lots of other people actually not being themselves, but Anna. I can just hope that no-one will get as hurt as I did, or that you feel that you can´t trust people anymore. I feel that way, but then, she was a friend of mine for eight years, but today it has come to an end. and don´t feel sorry for the little twit, she chose this all by herself, and let me tell you that it´s not the first time she´s doing this. i think she needs a therapist. love and stars to all of you, Astrid x _________________________________________s_p_r_a_y_ Här börjar Internet! Skaffa gratis e-mail och gratis Internet på http://www.spray.se Spray Jul 2001 är här! Roligaste julen på webben. http://www.spray.se/jul/ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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 +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+

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