Dear Sinister, On the day Ian walked towards us in the park bringing cheap fizzy wine, strawberries and a chocolate cake, cheap fizzy wine, strawberries and a chocolate cake seemed like all one could ask for, all one needs to be happy. And there are days when strawberries and chocolate and wine dont mean nothing. There are days when the world seems quite hopeless: days when everyone seems unkind or at least inconsiderate, days when you think the world is so full of bad or wrong things youll spend all your life fighting against them and youll have no energy left to smile. Days that make you think that whats written on a wall just up the street is true. Live for your salary, die for you country the wall reads and there are days when I feel thats more or less what a lot of people get in this life. And that it is a great shame. But there are other days, days like the one Ian walked towards us in the park, or like today. Today is as cold as days in Thessaloniki ever get (quite cold) and so windy its hard to walk up streets. You can occasionally hear windows breaking, things falling off back balconies, door slamming and shutters banging. On top of all this its sort of raining too and the pavements are wet and slippery and full of puddles. I think everyone hates this weather, but I dont, at least not today. Despite having a cold and not feeling great, today I find this weather exciting. Today the world seems like a place full of light, a place where things could go right (despite so many of them being going wrong all the time), a place full with meaningful smiles, colourful things, even niceness and love; a place where we could be happy. I wrapped up in as many clothes as I could find and I went to the little shop on the corner to buy eggs, chocolate and tissues that come in a box with photos of flowers (guess which bit I like the most, the tissues or the box). The bloke who keeps it was listening to the radio. The radio was playing Palm Of My Hand. Palm of my hand is a rather old Pale Fountains song, of course most of you dont know the band let alone the song, but here it was a radio hit if sorts in the eighties However it is a very nice (quite Belle and Sebastian-y, actually) trumpety pop song about being in love, I think. And its probably the only trumpety pop song my first memories of which go way back to my childhood, one of the very few songs people used to listen to when I was really little that I would like even if I first heard them now. All this makes it pretty special, and what with the weather being a exciting and the world seeming like a nice place today I felt like the universe was smiling to me. Walking down the street I walked past the aforementioned wall and I read the writing on it again, and I realised I dont agree with it less today I just think there really is a way to get from things like that and that trying wont wear you out too much... I felt theres an inherence balance in the world and we just need to discover it and work with it My mind didnt take me very seriously but the rest of me was celebrating And I have no idea what it is that makes some days quite hopeless and some others so bright. Whatever it is, it seems quite random. What I know though is that I want a world like the one I see today, can someone give it to me for Christmas? Thank you, I will very much appreciate that, Dimitra Daisy xx Ps This started out as a reply to Eileens post... Im not sure exactly what it has to do with it though. ~~~~ Meanwhile, the idea has left its home in the sky and it was travelling fast through the atmosphere of the planet... it landed on the bed, among us, the empty cups of tea and the Lucksmiths, Sodastream and Magnetic Fields records. http://www.friendsoftheheroes.co.uk/ _________________________________________________________________ Tired of spam? Get advanced junk mail protection with MSN 8. http://join.msn.com/?page=features/junkmail +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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 +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+