God I can't believe I went to a show this weekend. I brought my books to the gig for fuck's sake. I thought Belle and Sebastian were good.... you know, there just aren't many bands that do quiet well. Even in concert, every song sounded like leaves falling on dusty pages. Except for those parts in "Stars of Track and Field" that sound like horse races. Oh, and the Little Richard piano flourishes, yes, I liked them but they were a bit much. For long stretches no one even lit a damn cigarette they were so rapt. I did in fact wear a dashiki, which certainly, somehow, makes conversation with indie-rockers easier but is infinitely dangerous, I found out, in the U-Street-Cardozo area. I can't tell you how many poison looks I got that just screamed "cultural perpetrator". I met list people. Weirdness. No wonder I e-mail. Many people were disappointed by the gig. Some looked like they wanted to cry. I didn't, I don't think, understand what was possibly disappointing, except that my grandfather did not come back to life as I'd hoped but whatever. O.K. here's the real weirdness, SMurdoch looks just like my friend Patrick, who is your archetypical soundman: loud, hypermasculine, glandular, pierced genitals, fast eater, psychotic driver. Thanksgiving dinner at Patrick's house, all eight courses, took about fifteen minutes. Larger than love, yes. So seeing Patrick up on stage I of course didn't expect him to sing like such a wuss. Duh. Isobel was very cute, I'll admit, as the Tee-eye-double-guh-er. Playing a cello. With these awful brownish-wet runs down her pants, I think they miked her squooshing. At future gigs you all must pelt her with TP. I felt very bad that there was a front of really tall honkers right in the middle so all the shortish pop fans just got to see a lot of shoulderblade during the show, I let them all ahead of me in vain hopes that they'd see around them. The show ended and I got lost. By the way, "Corpora Arenacea" means "brain sand". As you get older your brain really does turn to sand. I know. ______________________________________________________ +----------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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" +-+ +----------------------------------------------------------------------+