Didn't Stuart leave us with shitty songs like Chickfactor and Wooskie? And this serves no other purpose than to remind me of Genevieve's post (deleted and therefore non-quotable) in which she said she liked little
Colin said: phrases of songs. She doubted her expression of it, but I totally understand. My sister puts Seymour Stein on repeat because of "you liked Chris's jacket". Something that to me is outstanding is in Simple Things, "Subtle as the wind is gray". A long time ago Youn said something terrific about this line, which I had never noted before. She also talked about gray bridal dresses, very non frou-frou, and the two things just go together in my mind now. A faceless person in a simple gray dress on a beach, her hair windswept. And of course, blue veins. The things that one remembers. M Styer spake thus:
I may finally be able to answer the time old question, "What kind of music do you listen to?," without scaring people off ("Oh...it's...ah....er, interesting, yeah").
Not that every day I am approached, being asked what kind of music I listen to, but this is something that gives me trouble. I can never think of something to say that won't sound cheesy or be misunderstood. I usually just open my eyes really wide and say "it's really good" nodding my head to emphasize the solemn enthusiasm my huge eyes alone would not convey. I don't like to generalize, and a lack of a definite answer makes me out to be passive-ish. Or so I think. In the right context I can say old fashioned pop in an effort to separate everyday-commercial-radio-station-pop with what I mean. But it never works out, because I remember that by old fashioned pop I mean old fashioned like my grandmother making bread in black and white, and not like the Supremes. But I mean that too. So M Styer, when you get a good answer, call me. A while ago I realized that when I talk to myself in my head I construct sentences mostly in the past perfect. I attributed this as a subconscious first draft of what would later be an email to some poor soul. This is what I thought of when Steve C talked about getting away from his computer and buying a car. My solution is to move and never bother to hook up the phone. Dependency dwindles when imaginary people are looking over your shoulder on a public-use computer, waiting for their turn. On Canada: I've only been to the Toronto airport a few times, but it is glued into my mind that it is a very chic city, filled with very chic people. Especially the Torontonians on the list, doubly the former (or are they still here?) listees jessicaxo and teri, whom used to (still do?) have beautiful websites. I used to go to these in order to admire hair that looks better than mine and cuter block prints than I thought I could imagine. What was my point? It all goes back to associations. Mention Canada as a whole and I think of milk in a bag and Tim Horton. Mention Tornonto and it's all glam and style. Love to you, Molly +----------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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 +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "peculiarly deranged fanbase" "frighteningly named +-+ +-+ Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +----------------------------------------------------------------------+