Sinister, I am not sure if my last post even went to the right address so fractions might be already read by you lot. Sorry, in that case. A lot has happened. I had coffee with Shirley Lee, and saw them live and was at the front dancing in a really nerdish manner. But what the hell, who cared. And I dissed a guy, nicely, by starting the conversation with "So.. how old are you then?" "Oh, I'm underage!". Hehe. It was pretty funny. Anyways. It was a great gig and me, Amanda and, er, my mum (yes she was there because she needed to come in order for me to get in and I know - oh that's uncool but my mum is cool and i decided it was better to bring her and get to see a band I've loved since I was 13 than to sit at home sulking, being too cool). Anyways. It was a great night and I talked to them for ages afterwards and I was SO the girl who was friends with the band that night. it fell really nice, for once. Yay! Spearmint are deadly brilliant. I met Damien Rice too during his fantastic amazing mind-blowing, er, awesome gig on Wednesday. He sat one seat next to me during Pedestrian/Joel Shearer, the support, and when the lights came on I talked to him and he touched my left shoulder and it's a nerdy thing to remember but I will anyways because he is so beautiful it hurts and he was super nice to me. Sometimes I hate NME. Yeah I know, my e-mail, but this account was created when I was dumb and young. Anyways. NME. Yes. Did anyone else read that fucking terrible article on darlings The Thrills? The pervy one? The one in Amsterdam? With strippers, and bananas in places that'll make you go "Oh dear!" and the journo's intense wish to make the thrills some sort of hardcore crazy rock dudes? It sucked anyways, and it was terrible. Because before, you see, I was madly in love (or should we say: had a wee crush) on the keyboardist called Kevin Horan. Horan in Swedish means "The Whore". Not just "a whore" but "The Whore". I thought that was so awfully misguiding to his whole character, and basically, his name was "Kevin the whore". I felt really bad for him plus he is really cute and small, and silent. And then I read that fucking interview and that made everything come out in a totally different light. Something that's bad about The Thrills is that they sort of suck live, from what I've heard. They were on this tv show in Sweden, and Big Sur sounded much too thumpy, breathy and Conor Deasy sounded like someone was pinching his arse while he was singing. And Ben Carrigan, the otherwise sort of nice looking drummer, looks really constipated while playing. But I had noticed that before. I realized yesterday I have nowhere to meet nice guys. My school is really small, and no one listens to great music, it's more the gangster look that's in. I aim for the teachers. Ehh... (sound that's supposed to make you forget what I just wrote and make the last sentence ok). Seriously though, and I've written it before. The men at my school are boring and want boring people. It's the kind of people who'll ask you, when you arrive at school in your really cool home made t-shirt with some cool sentence on it, "What? What do you mean with that? I don't get it?" or read it out loud and in the end you wish you would've gone to school naked instead. Fab 5, or Queer Eye For The Straight Guy, is probably one of the best tv shows ever. I always laugh so much it hurts. Carson is the best one, he's the fashion guy. Conversation: Straight Guy: People tell me I look like Keanu Reeves sometimes Kyan (grooming guy): WOW! People tell me that too! Carson: People tell ME I look like Ellen DeGeneres. Which he actually does. ooh, here in the school computer lab I am being treated with the sounds of Sean Paul. Oh yeah. Er... Isn't there any nice guy not older than, er, like 23, that wants to move to Sweden and be my boyfriend? There is a major babe-dry here in the school. Whoa, I just wrote major babe-dry. HAHA. Can you tell I am tired? After this, I am meeting with Amanda in town and it's really cold outside and I am wearing the totally wrong outfit for the weather because I decided to be "naked" as we call it amongst my friends, when you wear like a really shirt skirt or some sort of not-suitable-for-the-weather clothing. I am a bit like that today, because I'm wearing a top which is, er, daring I guess. I feel a bit depressed though, because the only ones to give me approving looks was an old man on the subway (urgh), a weird guy who might have been drunk and anyways like 50 (!!!) and a really scary German teacher here at this school. he lives one apartment house away from mine, so we always meet. He is scary and Christian and short and compact and please please please make him go away because he's a bit of a perv. A young perv, but a perv none the less. Kings of Leon are coming here in the end of November. I've heard that they are the most women-obsessed band ever. They'll,er, have anyone. Me and Amanda are plannig on going there, wearing short skirts and then dis them if they say something rude. Oh my god. I am immature, a bit cheap and look for men 24/7. And damn, it feels good too. Astrid x --------------------------------------------------- Who would you rather be - Ted Danson or Kevin Costner? Fab: Who the fuck is Ted Dancer? Ted Danson. Fab: Oh, Danson. Nick: I think Ted Danson wears a toupee. ______________________________________________________________ For up-to-the-minute music news, reviews and specials visit http://www.nme.com Get free e-mail (anyname@nme.com) now at http://www.nmemail.com The sender of this e-mail is NOT an employee or associate of NME, nme.com or any other IPC magazine. +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister@missprint.org. 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