...these are some of the people you will meet... It's OK it's not another Children's TV spectacular though they did have excellent triangular trousers which I unfortunately couldn't find last time I was in Marks and Sparks. I was just the other day ,though, subjugated to the strangest form of literary criticism. I was on my way home from a bit of a pop spectacular at Covent Garden's very own Poetry Café on a London Underground tubular vehicle when the train unfortunately terminated at Northfields. Whilst waiting for the next Heathrow train I continued to read my book, Arthur Koestler's "Arrival and Departure", on the platform when a pigeon decided it would crap on said book and also splendidly dribble it's greeny excretion down my jacket. Which was a bit much really. So I shook my fist angrily at said pigeon and told him a bit harshly to plop off somewhere else in no uncertain terms. To which he responded that he was doing me a favour and that as a fictional representation of the failure of idealism in post-revolutionary power said book served a purpose only historically and aesthetically and meant little in this new millenium. He emphasised the need to look forward and not distort the future by focussing too much on the past. Which I was momentarily confused by, but I think I responded quite cleverly by saying, "As Arthur Koestler once said himself "If the creator had a purpose in equipping us with a neck, he surely meant us to stick it out." But I'm not sure he thought the same about pigeon's arses." Alright so that's not true. Instead I responded with "oh yeah Professor Pigeon! I'm going to send you my dry cleaning bill." But he got the message. Anyway the evening had a happy ending as we kind of got on after that and we're going to form a book club for intellectual vermin and vegans in the London area. Which is nice. I'd also like to take this chance to apologise publically to the residents of Greenwich as some new neighbours are arriving that are likely to lower your property value and spend most of their time loitering around local areas of public congregation drinking alcohol and mouthing obsceneties. Least that's what I like to do most weekends. Te ra, Martin ear confection recordings (http://www.send.demon.co.uk) p.s Speaking of ear confection... your not? Well I am, recently I keep reading about how bands are having the first ever mp3 single, single on the web and stuff. If I was a pigeon I would plop unmercifully on their articles. Maybe. Actually if anyone's got any top tunes they want to put on there give me a shout. p.p.s. Oh and I think twanging an elastic band against a ruler would be more pleasing than watching that Elastica band the other night. They were, in my opinion, most pants. +----------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the undead 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 +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "tech-heads and students" +-+ +-+ "the cardie wearing biscuit nibbling belle & sebastian list" +-+ +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +----------------------------------------------------------------------+