i've never actually tried lempsip, although i have a romantic notion of it being a wonderful warm lemony experience which would relieve any cold or sore throat ailing me at the time however i think that trying the stuff would probably shatter this idyllic scene, because it's probably nasty and sticky in the harsh reality theres a wider metaphor there, but i wont bore you by putting it into awkward prose the title is a bastardisation of the line from 'no suprises' which is a gorgeous song the real reason for this email (because lempsips aren't enough of a reason) is because of a game my friend and i invented today, which kept us going through a rather dull english lesson/lunchtime combo it's called indie dreamteam, but the name is pending investigation it's based on those slightly naff fantasy football leagues that so many people seem to like and the whole game is deliberate sort of naff in a loosely ironic way but it's all held together with magic glue the premise is that you pick 11 players and 5 substitutes (just like football i hear you cry!) except the players have to be indie heroes icons whatever, or at least people who embrace a spirit of indie music in something that they do your team will obviously reflect your own taste in music, but we came up with a couple of extra rules just for fun for example the three foreigners rule - a return for the much maligned european cup rule... you are allowed three people not from your country only, thats your lot, the rest have to come from where you live (a bit unfair for europeans who want to play, but you can pretend you live in the UK i guess... although another country based one would be fun). we decided that the UK would count as the country, mostly because there are too many good people in scotland and wales to miss girls rule - you have to have at least two girls (because everyone likes girls) and these can be your foreigners if you want or substitutes obsolete characters rule - you are allowed one person who is dead, or not making music anymore if you want, but it isn't compulsory... there was some consternation as to whether morrissey or lauren laverne counted as still making music, and an agreement wasn't reached as to whether both could be used we did decide for yourselves i think thats it a sort of generic team we worked out goes like this 1: Aidan Moffat - Arab Strap 2:Jarvis Cocker - Pulp 3: Steve Malkmus - Solo Stuff/Pavement 4: Stuart Murdoch - B&S 5: David Gedge - Cinerama/Wedding Present 6: PJ Harvey 7: Gruff Rhys - SFA 8: Morrissey - Smiths/Solo Stuff 9: Isobel Campbell - B&S/Gentle Waves 10: Darren Hayman - Hefner 11: Mark E. Smith - The Fall subs 12: Euros Childs - Gorkys 13: Lauren Laverne - Solo Stuff/Kenickie 14: Stuart Braithwaite - Mogwai 15: Efrim ??? - Godspeed You Black Emperor! 16: Justine Frischman - Elastica hopefully that embraces the spirit of indie in all it's swirling greatness just as a disclaimer: i hate football anyway enjoy after all that, i imagine no one will play peace and love kieran +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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 +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+