Lucy wrote "you got a big, long one out of me yesterday". Advances in surgery these days, eh? No longer do you have to live in pain after those embarrassing, ahem, accidents. Michele - Ben Dover was interviewed about 7 years ago on Eurotrash (I think), and he has quite an amazing job. He's a 40-something cockney wide boy who doesn't take himself too seriously, and he seems to spend all his time going "ooh, gawd, I've never felt anything so wet!". I believe (though obviously I wouldn't know) he still does a show on one of Britain's premier filth channels, even though they don't have anything explicit on them (good old British reserve). I just wrote something bitchy about a list member, AND MY COMPUTER CENSORED IT OUT. Woo. There is supposed to be a ghost in this office, but it doesn't usually manifest itself at five past nine in the morning. Still, it has touched the company secretary (missus) and has great fun with the lights. Hmm, I'm alone up here. Erm, just going for some fresh air... God I hope Judy...doesn't fail to deliver. It'll have to be pretty special to get away with such a TERRIBLE name. And I think Winter Whoopie Cushion is a poor song. And it's a bit evil of Cheapster to get us to shell out for two versions of the same song - d'you think one will have naughty words in it so they had to release the edit to get on Heart FM? Looking forward to the Armand Van Helden remixes of "Boy done wrong again" on the next single... I shall practise my dick slapping in preparation for the next sinister picnic. Anyone fancy a sword fight? Oh yes - in the off chance I haven't thanked Steady Mike profusely enough for the absolutely superb-welded-to-my-car-stereo Magnetic Fields tape he made me, thank you thank you thank you, especially for 100,000 Fireflies which is my favourite song of the century so far. Ta! Even when I was 17, Melody Maker was far more interesting and experimental than the NME, which lapped up Britpop until it drowned in Richard Fucking Ashcroft's sputum (and anyone who tells you Verve="soul" are talking out of their rectum) (and don't get me started on fucking Embrace). The Neil Kulkarni and Everett True years were MM its peak, even though every single article he ever wrote dissed Warwick University, the bastard. MM used to make efforts to review bands who didn't fit in with the scene, who couldn't pull crowds in double figures at the Camden Falcon, who didn't need to be fashionable. I don't know who first spotted B&S among the inkies - I don't suppose it really matters, because they'd both pretty much lost it by then - but I'm definitely throwing my hat on the Maker's side of the fence (?). Lucy asked me to drown the list with smut, but it seems the only smut is at her expense. That'll learn her... Mark xxx ********************************************************************** This email and any files transmitted with it are confidential and intended solely for the use of the individual or entity to whom they are addressed. If you have received this email in error please notify the system manager. This footnote also confirms that this email message has been swept by MIMEsweeper for the presence of computer viruses. www.mimesweeper.com ********************************************************************** +----------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the undead 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 +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "tech-heads and students" +-+ +-+ "the cardie wearing biscuit nibbling belle & sebastian list" +-+ +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +----------------------------------------------------------------------+