Darling sinisters I have to admit, Ive been withholding information. I know, its disappointing and just when you think you know someone Im sorry, really, but I spent January holed-up with conjunctivitis (seriously, I only just pulled through), and since I turned 26 everyone expects me to work like a grown-up. Psht. Anyway, excuses excuses. To the news: *Just a baby, baby girl?* Now Im not sure if itll be the first (correct me), but theres a sinister baby on the way. That is to say, two people who were brought together by this very list are breeding the next generation of listees. And no, its not mine, as Im about as maternal as a mince pie. Besides, Im barely even having sex at the moment, let alone reproducing. No, this bump is the work of our very own Joe and Florence Sinister, ex of London, now of Bristol. (For those who dont know, these two first flashed eyes across another sinisters bedroom the rest, as they say, is all a bit of a blur.) Technically the kids already been to its first gig (Bath Pavilion), and its Mum and Dad intend to brainwash it with the entire back-catalogue from an early age, mwah mwahahaha. In fact, Im even hoping it might get a Belle and Sebastian name. Like Belle. Or Sebastian. Or Judy, Anthony, Lisa, Dylan, Mary Jo, Nancy, Emma, Laura, Joe, Phil, Jane, Jenny, Jonathan, or, indeed, David. Not Seymour though that would just be stupid. On New Years Eve we were discussing how marvellous it would be if there could be a Sinister Christening, with Struan in a smart suit giving blessings, Wee Sarah serving tea and the band doing a cover of Baby Love. Now that would be worth being born for. So there. All being well, itll be here in the summer cant remember the exact date (Flo, set me straight), and Im hoping we can feed it stewed apples at a picnic near you. More on those later though. *Nice surprises*
From kleine kindern to Kinder Surprise those chocolatey eggs with toys inside. I cant get enough of these at the moment. So far Ive gotten a mini fish magnifying glass, a coyote on a motorbike and a glow-in-the-dark lamppost. Oh, and about 4 pounds heavier. Anyway, thats not really news, so
*Stuart Murdochs Home Movies* Do you remember a while back I posted about Stuart M making a star appearance in my friend Daves kitchen? Of course you do. Well, it turns out Daves flatmate Melanie is the Melanie in the Im A Cuckoo video! She and her friend Isabelle are the poor girls who get dunted by a running Struan. (Tsk, who does he think he is; Richard Bluddy Ashcroft?!) Well, according to Dave, Melanies in the next video too, and its a collection of shots, filmed by Stu on his handycam, of random friends of the band doing random things (this is as much as I could get out of Dave). Melanie will be drumming, apparently, in Daves flat. Does anyone know what song its going to be? Dave had forgotten he really is quite a fecking useless source. Ive told him if his flats in the video Im gonna organise open-days, so Sinisters can hang out there and relive the moment. And Im gonna sell his kitchen chairs for silly money on ebay. So that was the news. And now for the weather. *Session and List Neglect* When I read the upset about not enough people posting or reviewing radio sessions and the suchlike, I felt quite choked, really. And so should you. This is how it feels to be loved and missed when youre away, and it doesnt happen to just anyone. Are you welling up yet? Jolly good. But Im sensing there are perfectly good reasons why youre keeping yourselves to yourselves. Some of you have got busy jobs or fallen in love or found other distractions that stop you from speaking up. For me though, and surely I cant be the only one, its simply because Belle & Sebastian are born now. The longest gestation period ever is finally up, and after pushing and straining and puffing ourselves half-daft, the labours paid off. Weve handed them over to the authorities. Trever Horn is Daddy Warbucks and were, well were just, er (sorry, this metaphor is falling apart). The point is, now B&S have made it, I can finally catch up on all music Ive been neglecting over the past 8 years; devoting more time and energy to sourcing obscure EPs by bands that were just a twinkle in a someones eye when B&S cut their teeth. Its very rewarding. I was there when Franz Ferdinand needed me, and how proud I am of those boys now. And I frequently have Lampchop clenched to my breast, while carrying U.N.P.O.C. on one hip and The New Pornographers on the other. These bands need the kind of nurturing people like us can offer. Aww, I mean, just look at their cute wee faces. It doesnt mean I dont love B&S any more: I do. I love them as though they were my own. And judging by the warmth in Stuarts simply beautiful online diary, he still loves us too. Maybe what we all need is a group hug, with mini scotch eggs and swiss rolls. First sniff of sunshine and we should all get into groups, get drunkish and remind each other what this was all about in the first place. Oh, and anyone who remembers what that was, please let us all know in advance. Much love and a fiver on your birthday, Auntie Lorraine _________________________________________________________________ Express yourself with cool emoticons - download MSN Messenger today! http://www.msn.co.uk/messenger +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+