It seems that I can now post stuff so here is my first post. My name's Nick. I'm 23. I'm a bloke. I live in London. In chat I call myself spritser. Why I chose that name I'm not sure, it just came to mind one day. Generally I just lurk, this isn't because I'm the strong and silent type but simply that I can't usually think of anything to say. I got into Belle and Sebastian when I heard Century of Fakers on the radio and shortly thereafter went out and bought the 3..6..9 seconds of light EP which I thought was really great. Things just went from there really. Before that (like I think someone else here said) I'd seen the IYFS album and been intruiged by the cover but had been put off when I looked at it in the same way you can be put off old records by bands you've never heard of in the record shop because they seem unknown. I've done things in reverse a bit - as I've actually met a few people on this list in real life before being on the list. In other words, I went to the picnic at the end of July in London and now realise who some of the people I met are. I probably wouldn't have spoken to very many people as unfortunately I have a tendancy to be shy, but luckily I got chatting to a very nice bloke called John who also didn't know very many people but had actually left the list. Also, Arantxa + fella, Sarah and Trousers (and a few other people) said hello. Thanks! Playing footie was fun as well, I apologize for the goals I let in. I wanted to go to the Tigermilking thing at the Garage, but was tired from work and fell asleep. On the subject of love and things thereof. Recently I met a girl and I thought: this is the one. She was really down to earth, direct, nice, liked similar sorts of music. She was going to go to Art College to do Textiles in September but I tried not to think about that. She was into Adam Ant/Adam and the Ants and Blondie, she had an amazing Blondie poster in her bedroom and also a poster of the Ultimate Warrior. She said things like 'I couldn't give a monkey's' and referred to things as 'bad boys' ('Look at those bad boys') She had short black hair and was dead pretty. The thing was: she seemed to really like me as much as I liked her. She even talked about getting her friend who was good at metal work to make me a ring. Then three months after the pub music quiz (she'd been on a rival team and come a place higher than us), where we'd met, it all ended in Leicester Square. She'd seemed aloof all day so I asked what was wrong, then when I got hardly any response I asked again. Then I made the mistake of asking if she still wanted to go out with me and the answer was, basically, no. I'm sure she was holding out to see a film as well. Oh well. It seems very random - at least in my experience - and that was my longest relationship (the other one lasted a month.) The moral is: don't ask questions like 'do you still want to go out with me?' because the answer might be 'no' I try to be optomistic and think everyone has a soulmate out there though. Really. As for playing music at work, my colleagues must be pretty tolerant. I managed to play the whole of TBWTAS although this meant having to listen to George Michael and Leanne Rhymes the rest of the night and a few of them commented they couldn't believe that this band'd won a Brit and laughed at the lyrics to 'It could've been a brilliant career'. Colleagues just don't get it. I managed to play a whole Sonic Youth album and noone said a word, however. The power of Thurston Moore. On the subject of books to read to the person who wanted ideas, I would read Generation X (if I hadn't already) by Douglas Coupland. It's a shame that the phrase has so many connotations that might put people off reading this. It's basically a book about three people in their late twenties who leave their old lives behind for various reasons to live in a small desert town (Palm Springs.) To me it's a book about friendship and the attempt to find something serene and meaningful in life, it's about trying to start over. And despite all the hype, the endless media references, I think this is a beautiful book - my favourite in fact. Very puzzling, but also very wonderful I think, is The New York Trilogy by Paul Auster. City of Glass which is the first of its three stories will probably play on my mind forever. It's one of the strangest things I've ever read. 'Knulp' by Herman Hesse is wonderful, if you can find it. Sorry I've rambled on so much - in a first post as well. 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