Happy Sunday Evening Sinister, Hopefully all of your lives are going well. I just came to the close of an interesting weekend. I haven't talked to my dear, dear Elise all weekend, and no matter how silly it may sound to anyone, it is quite distressing indeed. Although I won't let myself get too upset about it since she is out and having fun, visiting sinister folks around the midwest, which is certainly a cause that I support. I managed to keep myself pretty busy this weekend. On friday I attended a production of Cyrano de Bergerac that one of my friends was in...It was pretty good, and I enjoyed myself. Saturday was certainly the high point of enjoyment for the weekend however. I attended my friend's band's practice in northern virginia, and did hanging out a-plenty as well. My friends play in this *very* intense metal-hardcore band, and it is rather funny that I, with my rather delicate tastes attend most of their practices. Unfortunately for them the rocking out was severely limited by Rebecca's guitar amp breaking...I suppose their intesity was too great...Like Icarus they flew to close to the sun and paid the price. In lieu of practicing they all managed to have a fairly large "battle" involving loads of foam toys. It was fairly amusing to watch, yet somewhat disturbing that they could battle like this for hours on end. Faces were hit, large boys were viciously attacked by tiny hardcore girls, and neighborhood cars were hit. Somewhere during the course of the evening, the most interesting development of the evening arose. One of the cats I was associating with that night was a fellow named Chris, who plays in local hardcore superstar band extraordinaire, "Age of Ruin." Well, when they play live they put on quite a show, they have a fire breather, and people dressed up like skeletons, who stand perfectly still, until the time comes to awaken, run into the audience and cause havoc...Well, I have kindly been nominated to be a skeleton next saturday. It will make me feel rather important, truth be told, since afterall, I will be up on stage, and I will be noticed, although I really won't have to do anything other than look vaguely like a skeleton. Everyone, at least as far as local hardcore fans are concerned, is always talking about how great the skeletons are, now I can dazzle them with the fact that mild mannered me, Sean, Boyfriend of Elise, Fan of such groups and Belle and Sebastian and Pulp, Quiet anthropology student, and generally delicate fellow, is in fact a skeleton in disguise!...After which I will promptly remove my skin and show my true nature. Well, I should be going soon....Even us skeletons have our needs and responsibilities such as Studying, Getting some sleep, and eating delicious Chinese food. Oooh, I sure do hope that Elise gets home early enough to call tonight...I do miss talking to her so much! Hopefully Kirsten and Jimmy are enjoying exactly how wonderful her company is. Luckily in less than two weeks Elise will be out in lovely Baltimore with me, and we will be having the time of our lives. :) Well, it's time for this skeleton to go back in the closet. Loads of undead love to you all, Especially Jimmy, but *Especially* Elise, Skeleton Sean +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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 +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+