... for once. Lying in bed late night, looking at the place where the lampshade would have been if the lights were on, I decided that I haven't written an email about The Songs of Belle and Sebastian recently. So I've decided to write one. Firstly, I've been wondering whether many people like "Fold Your Hands..." very much because I do and I have a feeling that creeps onto my forehead sometimes that most people don't. I like it more than TBWTAS, even though some of its songs aren't so great. Don't ask me why because I've thought about it and I don't know. It could be the yellow cover. I like that a lot. And the hopeless folly of Beyond the Sunrise I like too. Secondly, I was thinking about the spirituality of B + S and their songs. It's something that's usually only whispered about around here. I think Belle and Sebastian's music has a spiritual element to it that is not explicit but is pretty profound. It is the spirituality I feel when I walk past the Church of This and the Church of That and the Society of Friends off the High Street, that are identical to the dentists and the vets except for their hanging signs - "The Church of This Welcomes You". Like bubbles of radon trapped in their grey, cold stones, this is the spirituality I can hear. It isn't what the songs are about, but is in the leaves if the song sings of trees, and in the glittering spokes if it sings of bikes. And I used to think it might be my record player, but it's somewhere behind the sound as well. Could Struan write these songs without knowing his own spirituality? I don't know. But I think it is a big part of that something that sits in-between the words of the songs that we can't put our fingers on. Jen Owl:
A big part of my holiday story involves illegal things like underage drinking...
"Special" Ribena, I presume... Corduroy Boy Tom:
I work in a box factory and we make boxes. Big boxes, little boxes, long boxes, brown boxes, white boxes... fox in socks in cardboard boxes...
I've never worked in a box factory, but I did once work at one that had a Box Department. The thing to do is to find a really big box and hide in it. They won't find you for hours. It's almost Sinister's fourth birthday. Is Miss Print going to throw (hurl, possibly) a birthday party? When I was four I cried at my party because someone burst my birthday balloon. But still, to be four is quite an event. Just think, we'll be stringing coherent sentences together soon. I think that on her birthday, as many lurkers should come and knock on Sinister's door as possible. And we can all give them a big collective kiss. Maybe there will be so many emails the list will explode. It'll be just like my birthday balloon. When that balloon burst my heart was on the ceiling. love from Robin PS: I don't much like list arguments, but the current one has been pretty funny to watch. Those crazy Yanks! _________________________________________________________________ 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@missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo@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 +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+