One of those astonishing mornings when it seems the entire history of the planet is all at once converging inwardly upon my delicate, seafaring nature. Oh! You see, I live a seashell toss away from the Pacific Ocean on a little island actually, here on the coast of California where so often I walk UN-wearily and rather passionately the complete circumference of these delightful dimensions! This morning I brought with me once again the "beautiful" lyrics and musik of our dear "Belle and Sebastian" and so I thought to share a few of my impressions, the way one feels when they are staggering against a brisk sea-wind, kicking up pebbles and sand and the time of another age when there appears just beyond the crashing, fragrant surf signs that you are whole-heartedly ALIVE and CONTENT and the breathing music only reinforces this! A lone gull goes soaring outward upon that golden morning sea... The spindrift from the waves are gusting off from the shoreline, coming in to tickle your nose and wanderlust spirit... "A century of fakers" (live version) inspires you to pick up your pace and bow to imaginary literary figures of the past... Here came "Werther" came "Onegin" came "Rashkolnikov" and finally "knulp" All weaving their saltwater logged bodies evanescently from out the sea and into a half remembered world that somehow you have now become a part of? Ah! And yet again a spooky witch in a sexy dress somehow snaps you out of it!! And you go on furthur... Westward now until in the distance you see once more, weather-beaten redwoods sliding down from the bluffs and stumbling into the torn surf over a period of centuries... The witch has ditched her dress! Grabbed her dirty broom and now is wearing red lingeries and nothing else! She leaps off skyward into the breeze, aloft with the bright morning against her pale flesh and veers above the tips of those swaying gallows, suddenly disappearing into the shadowy undergrowth of the forest... She will be back!!! Now you think of other more pressing matters! And turn homeward bound... Only 5 more days until your most "favourite" band in the world is set to grace the entire WestCoast of America!!!! You go over your checklist once more but even more excitedly than the last time! 1966 Satellite tuned and ready to roar 2 thousand miles? =s YES!!! Tickets in hand to all shows?? =s YES!!!! except for Portland, since there has been a terrible mailing mis-hap you must clear up TODAY!!! Do you know where all the "pic a nics" will be and when??? Naturally NO!!! :( Im not a clairvoyant damn it! But a hell of a frisbee player YES! :) Will you write Sinister for Hjelp? ... YES!!! Will you piss some of them off? YES!!!! :0 Oh!!!! But you have to exuse my delerium since it is only Sandrine and I who have always LOVED this band and now they are actually going to make this epic Voyage!!!!! And everyone else on the island have been bombarding us with 3rd class JUNK! without the slightest trace of orginal artistic merit :/ so YES!!!! YES!!!! YES!!!! My eyes are truely filled with tears of JOY!!!! And the sea continues, just as it was.... The fairest of dreams Sjolander p.s dear sinisters!!!! please forward any "pic a nic" information:) much obliged.... +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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 +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+