Hey Y'All, Sunday night had all sorts of Sinister goings on. First off off I found myself in a pub with nine record-shop assistants, prompting thoughts of lovely Genevieve. None of them were very handsome mind so there's no need to be jealous. Then a Spanish football match came on the telly and me being a born-again football fan and Peter Miller being my hero and all I decided to watch it. It was much more entertaining than the Vale. I think the record shop boys were taking drugs. Someone called Joss made a Northern Soul tape for the Tag loon. I listened to that too and it's smashing. Anyway, Mr Mark Casarotto made this too kind offer:
John - I can let you have an only slightly torn "Mad as fuck" Carter t-shirt for a pony, but better get in quick, it's bound to go go go
Sorry mate, not interested. They don't let us in the church with dirty words on our clothes. And me being a born-again and all. Aristocratic Europeans with silky skills. I'm a renaissance man you know. And somebody who probably works for Ericsson in Sweden made a brave stand with the sentiment:
'The Pastels' are probably the most important cultural phenomenon of the 20th century. Ignore them at your own peril.
These are wise words. Never deny that you've heard them spoken. I'm going to go to Dublin and drink a pint of Guinness for The Pastels. If I'm really lucky, I might even get to drink a pint of Guinness with The Pastels. Does anybody know the phone number of the Dublin Mean Fiddler or a ticket outlet where I can buy tickets? I've absolutely got to see The Pastels you know. I cried on Saturday night. Unfortunately it was on the dancefloor at Smile. I was in my disco pants and Julian put on "The boy with the arab strap" and I remembered Leeds and got all emotional. I was a bit blootered at the time. Oh, and I think Mrs Warrander John's joined our ranks, so it's no more lies and smut from me or it's a smack in the mouth from her. It does mean that I've now had sex with two other listees though. La-di-da look at me, aren't I the horny devil. Hello Mrs Warrander John, Love...John +----------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list please mail "sinister@majordomo.net". To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to "majordomo@majordomo.net". For list archives and searching, list rules, FAQ, poor jokes etc, see http://www.majordomo.net/sinister +---+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" +---+ +-+ "the cardie wearing biscuit nibbling belle & sebastian list" +-+ +----------------------------------------------------------------------+