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Sinister: He was a fortune teller
by Katia913＠aol.com 22 Nov '04

22 Nov '04

Sinister, mi amore majore! For the past few days and weeks, I have been dying for a break to come home, sleep some decent hours and catch up on my reading. Now that my Thanksgiving break, a week off, has come....I am not so interested in it. Why wouldnt't I want the bustle of shopping for friends and the crispness of leaves underfoot? Because I am in love. I met him on Halloween. Ran into him at the Mates of State show. Now he is almost mine. His name is Frederick. The first tall man I have been able to find with curly dish water hair. He is gorgeous in a red turtleneck and blue asics tigers. And dont get me started on the music. Thursday he picked me up because it was raining. We drove to his house, far away from campus by the faregrounds, a large house with three other boys. He is going to be mine. We watched Wet Hot American Summer and talked about music and design until two am. His living room is full of books and has exposed rafters. And he thinks I am beautiful. For the first time since I have been away, I have met someone who can introduce me to music, someone who knows more than I. Hes more well read. He adores Belle and Sebastian and Tom Robbins, my passions. I have a new band to lust over, The Concretes. I'm all fluttery inside! Love Kate +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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: with your newfound love of neu and pad thai
by rrrrobyn 22 Nov '04

22 Nov '04

periodically, elements: since last we spoke, sinister, i have not managed to unlearn how to read. in fact, i have learned whole bunches of new words, some of which may or may not be made up. of letters or non-letters. i also found a pink raincoat, 60s style. that totally goes with my pink mini-skirt suit, 60s style. totally. goes. reporting back (now with informative sub-headings): between 'responsibilities', 'unresponsibilities', and growing my hair, i've been to see shows, entertainments, flashing lights and on-stage sweating. - the dirtbombs: wow! whoa! yes! two drumkits (and two drummers)! spasmodical robotic dancing girl guitarist! mick collins! leg kicking to punctuate guitar riffing! it hurt me, how real and good it was. - julie doiron/damien jurado/rosie thomas: this was lovely. i love julie. she makes you love things. everything seems warmer when she sings. the world is a nicer place. i'm cheesy, but it fits. and it was a cold night. everyone seemed to be wearing nice scarves. - le tigre/lesbians on ectasy/les georges leningrad: let me begin with this: check out my awesome green les georges leningrad t-shirt! it fits like a glove, is soft like fake-fur kittens, and on it is a white drawing of a bat carrying a severed head! *and* it's a non-musical material representation of one of the most bizarre and entertaining (in a watching-your-8th-grade-math-teacher-get-attacked-by-bees kind of way) bands around. so, y'know, t-shirt! lesbians on ectasy is a montreal band as well, with a definite e-energy vibe goin' awn - dance-y, electro-y, fun-y. and le tigre, well, i mean, LE TIGRE. matching outfits, motown style (y'know, same fabric, but kathleen's got a strapless minidress, johanna's got a dress with sleeves and an a-line, and jd's got a button-up shirt and pants. rad.) old songs, a few new songs (which were goood), synchronized dance moves, and a fancy way of following a set list (computers! graphic interfaces! etc.) i was happy. (for 5 minutes early on i was unhappy b/c a crew of goonish indie men began to 'mosh' near the front, causing some annoyance. especially when some pulled out, i kid you not, digicams. i'm just, like, er, do you not listen to lyrics? please put away your collector/capturer personas for an hour and be decent. i'm an asshole. no. i'm decidely not. i just hold le tigre near and dear.) so: always good to see le tigre, feel like you can do anything you set your mind to (it's true-oooo!), and dance like a maniac to 'deceptacon'. when buses strike back: holy crap, there's a bus/metro strike on in montreal. how am i supposed to achieve a nice, protective layer of fat for the winter months when i have to do all this walking and cycling everywhere? criminal. i guess i need to drink more beer. while walking and cycling. just all the time really. oh, and eat chocolate. see, i know my fat-making abilities and those two things will do it for sure. remember back when thespark.com had a 'gain x number of pounds in x number of days' contest? i would have kicked ass in that by eating beer and candy alone. and not walking or cycling anywhere. when i see hot pink graffiti, i say that's the graffiti for me: before the bus strike, i saw some pink graffiti in a metro stn on a billboard. it was in that graffiti language i'm not cool enough to understand, but i think it was along the lines of 'rraaarr, we write graffiti! now go and write an essay about it somewhere you silly little academic wad!' haha, aw, pink graffiti. visit montreal, i will try not to be too weird: helen of australia rocks right back. i saw her in the summertime and we walked around montreal and looked at things and i babbled about stuff and i'm sure was awkwardly quiet at times too, yet she still thinks i'm O.K. And she's a world traveller and therefore *knows*. one day i will go to australia and be a world traveller too. but mostly i will go to the beach and drink beer and eat candy. you were always on my mind, you were always on my mind: i bought a new walkman for $15.97 plus gst and pst b/c my old walkman broke a while ago and i am too cheap (ppoorr) to go for a discman and too damn *smart* to go for an mp3 player just quite yet. ipod ipod ipod. want. not going to get. unless it's $15.97. which, nope, it isn't. anyway, so i'm back listening to my tapes again, enjoying mixes made pre-2000, featuring the pet shop boys, the pixies, b&s, mag fields, you know the drill... the only downside to the walkman is that it's ultra sensitive (read 'cheap', not 'lubricated thin latex') to radio waves and things, so that every time i walk by a big construction site or a taxi it buzzes and sometimes even clicks. it's like the city is remixing my tunes yo. and damaging my cochlea. ow, my cochlea! hahahaha. love and bits, robyn p.s. despite having a pink raincoat, 60s style, i still want loralai's pink coat, the one she was wearing last gilmore girls episode with the awesome black and pink dress which i also want. p.p.s. thinking about tv has just reminded me that rupert got kicked off survivor last night. it was sad. both b/c it was a sad event and b/c i yelled at the tv and then at the heavens and then at myself. but really: why? rupert was the best thing to happen to reality tv since do-it-yourself liposuction on the home and garden network. yeah, so that never happened except on the TV Screen in My Head (8 p.m. Wednesdays, CTV), but man, Rupert gone? i'm writing him a letter. (yes, just like the windchill factor, reality is but a feeling too. a FEELING.) ===== I was reading the dictionary. I thought it was a poem about everything. ~Steven Wright ~~~ Robyn Fadden rfadden(a)yahoo.com Montreal, QC __________________________________ Do you Yahoo!? Free Pop-Up Blocker - Get it now http://companion.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. 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Sinister: Promise that youll rise this day next year
by s.santabarbara＠qmul.ac.uk 22 Nov '04

22 Nov '04

Hotel rooms are aseptic. Anonymous wallpapers, view on the back of car park, the television speaking language I can not understand, and there is a documentary on how to resurface the highway with perfectly blended asphalt, as far as I can understand. Promise that youll rise this day next year. Thats what I told myself this day, last year. And here I am. Promise accomplished for once. It the queue at the acceptance there were not many people at 7 am in the morning. Sworn in stitches, I walked to the worst of it. But I should have definitely cut the power, because the silence breaths even deeper right now, and under water I should have slept with honour. Ill sleep with honour, one day, sometimes. Shall I make this promise again when being a stranger to the one I love? When not even a tin sliced pineapple does help, is it a wound too hard to heal? Cat street fights and the devils inside. And sure it is the price I have to pay for being an absolute idiot. And for all the stupid thing I said. So, it was 98 and 99 and is two thousand something: wake up! And it is snowing outside. And I should take a train a 6:04. Id better go to sleep. Under the water and under the sea. Love stefano +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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: christmas presents?
by Matilda Liljedahl 21 Nov '04

21 Nov '04

I haven´t heard of any christmas present exhange tihis year. If there is one that I've missed please tell me. This have to be just as short as it is. Time is running away. _________________________________________________________________ Hitta rätt på nätet med MSN Sök http://search.msn.se/ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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: Such a Little Thing Makes Such a Big Difference
by Krister Bladh 16 Nov '04

16 Nov '04

Hello all, I must say I am ashamed*hanging my head in shame* I havent written to you for criminally long. Even my sinister-mail has been piling up. And I know its no excuse to say Ive been busy! Actually, this isnt the post Ive been meaning to write, explaining all about how my life has changed (for the better, I like to believe). That will have to come later And Astrid: Im even sorrier I havent written to you either (though youve been on my mind every so often). At least YOU remember me, right? The thing is, somethings come up. Something thats so much more important to say. And I have to write it down before the feeling of it fades away. It includes two people, called Mark and Lupe. All you need to know right now about the other stuff is that Im now studying at the university and that Ive gotten involved with the student radios indie program. Ok here goes: One of my favourite bands, Pipas, came to Sweden for a gig last Friday. (Im just a fool for Lupes voice). I was sooo excited. Me and Rebecca (also from the radio) were going to interview them. My experience started with me and Rebecca seeing Mark, Lupe getting off the bus, guitar cases in hand, with a friend of theirs (Im really terrible with names). They were so nice and cute! It was really the dream of meeting an idol come true. The interview went well and we had a few laughs, but all the important stuff happened after that. They played two songs live in the radio studio, and I finally realised that I was going to see them live that evening and how great it was going to be. My best friend Eric, who also loves Pipas, was unable to see them, because only students are allowed at the club where they were going to play. He was really sad. But Mark and Lupe were nice enough to put him on the guest list. (Mustve been the funniest one ever just one name) We got badges of course, and they wanted to hang out with us afterwards. So the five of us went back out into the dark and damp late Swedish afternoon (the first time Ive appreciated that kind of weather). It was so nice just talking to them its moments like this youre thankful that youre trying to do something more with you interest in music and actually getting involved in some way. They wanted to do some sightseeing so we took them to the cathedral (we couldnt come up with anything else), which is definitely boring if you live here. But it was great being there with them and they were fascinated with it and its astronomic clock and the sculpture of Finn the giant (which is an unquestionably stupid legend). Then hugs were exchanged and we parted, as we all had to prepare for the show. My perfect day continued with me and Eric taking the train to the pre-party (is that a correct English term?) at Rebeccas friend Maries corridor room at campus. It was nice, talking and listening to Pipas, Free Loan Investments and Heavenly. Than all of us, maybe 10 people, took the bus to the club. This is first time Ive been to a club together with that many people and with that nice people. At the club, it was without a doubt the best time Ive been there. We met Mark, Lupe and their friend again, and Eric got to meet them too. I was ecstatic, talking to them, dancing with my friends to Teenage Fanclub, and drinking Guinness. The concert was one of the best ones ever (right up there with B&S). It wasnt perfect, it never is. And the place wasnt even half full. But I didnt mind any of that. I was dancing It was whole the context, everything that had happened that day that made it so good (and that they mentioned our friends Chris and Rebecca). Also, I have to mention that a very special girl was there. This is a girl that just makes me cry every time I look at her. Ive never talked to her. Ive written a song about her though, called Belle (of course). And our eyes have sometimes met. Ive been seeing her at all the best gigs for about two years, and Ive finally figured out where shes from. This is the girl that will be on the cover of my fanzine (whenev! er I get started with it) sitting on a blanket in a park, immersed in a book by Dostoyevsky, frowning over a sentence shes reading. I could die just to touch her Me and Eric took the last train home. It wasnt until I was in bed, going softly to sleep, that I it came to my mind that this was one of the best days in my life. I felt happier than Ive felt for a long time. I fell asleep and dreamt about Belle. (I hate myself for not remembering it clearly. I need to savour every moment in her arms, fiction or not.) Today I understand it even more clearly. I think this must be the first time Ive ever really felt appreciated. Its a moment that has to be made eternal so I never forget it. Thats part of why Im writing this. And it has to go into a song of course, presuming I have time to write it. Ive never felt as inspired as now. I can picture myself writing about this, all teary-eyed, for the sleeve of a compilation ten years from now. Maybe all this doesnt seem overly fantastic (probably just sentimental and trite) to any of you, but you must consider that my life has always been kind of empty, making me an incurable saddo (well maybe not anymore). Pipas has earned a very special place in my heart. the intended post will follow (hopefully soon), x Chris -- ______________________________________________ Check out the latest SMS services @ http://www.linuxmail.org This allows you to send and receive SMS through your mailbox. Powered by Outblaze +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister(a)missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo(a)missprint.org. 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Sinister: Ever wondered how long Isobel's hair is these days?
by Lucy Alder 16 Nov '04

16 Nov '04

Dear Sinister Peter Miller said I should write to you and who am I to refuse? Id been feeling a bit under the weather all weekend, but by Sunday night I was ready for some gentle fun so I went to Glasgows only (as far as Im aware) purveyor of Sam Smiths famous brewed drink products, Mono, where the other big attraction was singist Ally Kerr, and his terrific axe man Mr Chris Leonard. They were very good, but their set was too short. But they were on first, so thats the way of things. The next bloke was a bit dull, although he did do some whistling as well as singing, but I decided it best to spend the time browsing in hardman Stephen Pastels recorde shoppe. I almost went home before the third band but gosh, Im glad I didnt! Do you know who got up onstage? That bootylicious headscarf-wearer, Miss Isobel Campbell herself! Blimey, I havent seen her in ages, despite living in the same city. She was wearing an utterly gorgeous pair of black knee high boots, a slightly mumsy denim skirt and a black polo neck that was a bit short so her tummy poked out. Im still trying to decide if this was a deliberate, wanton display of flesh, or if she didnt realise and might be shocked to discover that her navel was on show. The other thing I noticed about her was how long her hair was half way down her back, in fact. Other than that, she was quite the same as I remember her eyeliner, asthmatic hamster voice, blah blah. The band she sang two songs with was called the Green Peppers. Its a shame none of the support bands was called the Red Tomatoes. I bet people say that to them all the time. Nobody in the audience looked like Ainsley Herriott either, but one chap did bear a strong resemblance to Dominik Diamond of Gamesmaster fame. It WAS Dominik Diamond of Gamesmaster fame! What a celeb-packed night out it was. The next morning, I got up at 6.30am and went to work. FIN ===== The one, the only Glasgow Indie List! http://www.groups.yahoo.com/group/glasgow-indie/ ___________________________________________________________ Win a castle for NYE with your mates and Yahoo! Messenger http://uk.messenger.yahoo.com +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister(a)missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo(a)missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+

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Sinister: Almost like a missing person persons appeal
by Neil Grayshon 15 Nov '04

15 Nov '04

Just without the drama, and your face won't appear on the side of a milk carton. This is really just a brief message, a question really. No it's not even a question, perhaps a polite request. If KIERAN DEVANY, mostly of Birmingham, but more recently of Sheffield still reads this could you please get in touch via neil_grayshon(a)yahoo.com or on my mobile (0)7946 57 12 23. It'd be good to hear from you. And thanks to everyone else for putting up with this. Presuming that is you do and that I don't find hoards of you at me with spud guns and flick knifes. Thanks N x __________________________________ Do you Yahoo!? Check out the new Yahoo! Front Page. www.yahoo.com +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister(a)missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo(a)missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+

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Sinister: Lee Bowyer roasts the bride
by kenneth.chu＠uclh.org 15 Nov '04

15 Nov '04

Hey there kiddos! The last time I posted was on the 15th Oct.. Maybe I like this posting on the 15th thing. Like a monthly magazine about everything not Belle and Sebastian related. So how are you people? I'm really glad that you are all posting again. A couple of weekends back I went on actual ROLLER COASTERS! In Blackpool. That really big one (imaginatively called "the big one") was pretty fun.. It drags you about 200 feet up before plunging you right down again!! I said "fuck" a few times. It was way fun. It's kind of strange that "The Rollercoaster Ride" the song is such a slow and quiet song (there's even a bit where someone does a "shhhhhh!" sound) when rollercoasters are FAST and LOUD, and I wonder what it'd be like to listen to that song on an actual rollercoaster. I'm going to try that next time - although I'll need to plan this well because you're pretty well strapped down when you get on the rollercoaster, and you'd need to conceal the walkman until the coaster is off the station so the safety officers won't catch you. It's just like a Grand Theft Auto mission! Maybe there should be a GTA3 styled game for being a Belle and Sebastian fan. You just walk around completing missions. ----------------------------------------------------------- Mission 1: "Mix tape for Millie.." "It's Millie's birthday tomorrow, you must go to record shops and find all the records in order to make her a mix tape that she'd like." So you go around looking for records.. But as you came out of one shop... "Oh no!! Big Bully Boy is walking towards your direction.. If he finds you he's sure to steal your bag of records and give you a wedgie! Find a suitable place to hide" And then you have to scamper and hide before he walks away. And then go home and make the mix tape for Millie to try and capture her heart. ----------------------------------------------------------- It can work! Instead of stealing cars, though, you ride buses, of course. And you'll get silly sub-games like you're a girl who has to Skive off work as much as possible during your job as a lane painter.. or something. And now I must go and finish my mix tape. Ken ********************************************************************** This email is confidential and intended solely for the person or entity to whom it is addressed. If this email was not intended for you please notify the UCLH Mail Administrator at mail.administrator(a)uclh.org. This footnote confirms that the email and attachments contained no viruses when they left UCLH. +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister(a)missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo(a)missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+

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Sinister: the King is dead, but he's not forgotten
by Dirty Vicar 14 Nov '04

14 Nov '04

It seems like it's been a while. In the meantime I have done so much, but most of it is of esoteric interest. I went to America for a bit, to observe the election and play pinball. That was fun... well, the pinball was. If I was on a roll I would often get scores of over 500,000,000 and successfully battle the Power of the Twilight Zone, even if more usually the game literally laughed at my pathetic efforts. I was somewhat irritated by the election, though, and the way ANTICHRIST is going to spending another four years in the White House. This is not what Ian Curtis died for. Talking of death, like everyone else I was saddened by John Peel dying. I don't live in the UK and have only on rare occasions been able to get adequate Radio 1 reception, so Peel was not part of my life in the same way that he was for many of you. I mainly remember him from his occasional Top Of The Pops appearances, and things like that all-nighter music video programme he did with the underappreciated John Walters on the night of another election victory for Thatch. I seem to remember him doing a great job of compering the (then) NME stage at Glastonbury one year I went too, which was nice. There was a brief period in the early 1990s when I could actually hear Radio 1 properly, and that led to my enjoyment of John Peel's radio magic. The funny thing is that for all people seem to go on about how he was Cap'n Indie, the things I most remeember from his programme was world music, weird electronica, ragga, and general exotica. For all that I did hear fab radio sessions by the likes of The Sultans of Ping fc and Pavement, the music I most associate with Peel is the jangly guitar sounds of African pop. I like the way that Word magazine that's just come out is not afraid to talk about Peel's nonce shame, something that people have been conveniently forgetting in the rush to canonise him. This is life. In other death news, I noticed that Yasser Arafat finally died last week. Although primarily famous as the leader of the Palestinians, Arafat did acquire some fame in certain quarters as the bass player with popular 1980s indie band Felt, going on in that respect to inspire Belle & Sebastian in much the same way that he inspired countless strugglers against imperialism. I saw some interesting footage of Arafat from the late 1970s and early 1980s, a period when he still had it. I reckon if he had been killed in Beirut in 1982 as planned then he would now be as iconic a figure as Che Guevara and would be staring down from countless student bedroom walls. Instead he got to grow old and his chaotic and incompetent approach to administration and negotiation became more apparent. Still, I had no qualms about signing his book of condolences. And the struggle continues... here in Dublin the ladies of Dublin are struggling for their rights, and I'm doing my level best to support them. They're hosting a lovely festival here called Ladyfest, and in a shocking break with tradition non-ladies like myself are able to go along to see gigs where bands not entirely composed of ladies do their thing. Thus far I keep getting down too late to catch the early birds, but I have greatly enjoyed Americhord's live techno set, the folk-rock adventures of Katell Keineg, and especially Pram's space pop. Today I will be going along to see more lovely ladies play at an all-ages gig which looks like being lots of fun. So, eh, that's all I've got time for. your grubby pal, DV +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister(a)missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo(a)missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+

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Sinister: it's winter in Paris
by J Knutsson 14 Nov '04

14 Nov '04

Hello sinister! I hope that this email finds you well. What have you been up to? Lovely. Having spent the past two years cocooned in the cosy warmth of the York Sinister Massive, I now feel slightly adrift, living in Paris with only a couple of B&S liking friends with whom I can make myself feel shamefully uninformed when it comes to matters of indie importance. Or of any importance really. Anyway, this is my roundabout way of asking if there are Parisian sinisterites who could point me in the right direction of a decent indie pub/club? I really miss dancing (although those who have seen my attempts at dancing may feel that the world is a better place without it) and could really do with somewhere to go boogie other than my living room. Thanks, and sorry for being one of those people who never posts and then when they do its completely lacking in content. Love Jen PS Hello to the YSM, wherever you may be these days. +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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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