Like Sarah, I have to be careful with pixies lyrics myself. Sometimes I will mutter songs under my breath and, really, the last thing I want to be heard saying while at work is, "I was hoping to get her in the sack." However, I suppose if I changed "her" to "you" it might be better for sales. For whatever reason, I happen to associate the Pixies with Spring so I tend to listen to them more around this time. In fact, this year I decided to listen to a different album of theirs each week. It was ideal to be able to be completely immersed in one album for days on end. I fell in love with them all over again and rediscovered things I had never picked up before. A couple of years ago I did a little poll asking different people what their favorite Pixies album was. Boys usually answered with Doolittle or Trompe Le Monde. Whereas girls usually liked Surfer Rosa the best. Only one person liked my personal favorite the best as well. Poor Bossanova. Today last year, Belle & Sebastian were playing their first show in New York City which I was happy enough to see. Of course, I didn't see the second show where they played "Slow Graffitti" or I would have had to die on the spot from having all my dreams come true. It was absolutely the most fantastic weekend of my entire life as I stayed in downtown Manhattan by my lonesome while spending the evening aimlessly wandering the city by myself with my days occupied by going to the Booksellers convention with sinister Laurel who I completely adore. Of course, it was also around that time that I decided that the world should never count on me to create peace or solve hunger problems if I ever come across a lamp on which to make three wishes. Though I might feel mild regret as I sit with perfect skin and health until I am distracted my very own chocolate covered boy. I also told Laurel that she shouldn't count on me to stay with her if I had happen to lay eyes on Daniel Handler while at the show for I would have latched myself to his leg quicker than you can yell, "Count Olaf!". The cover b&s played that night was Staying Alive. I remember that when Stuart asked the crowd if he should play Staying Alive because it had such a huge potential to be really bad, I found myself wanting more than anything to hear the song. It's either a sign of devotion or a sign of a psychotropic drug prescription just waiting to be written. Either way, I was happy-- Laura _________________________________________________________________ STOP MORE SPAM with the new MSN 8 and get 2 months FREE* 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! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+