Hello friends, friends to be and even (shudder the thought) people who actually watch Friends, This week I have been mostly pretending to be a music journalist. This is quite fun and mainly involves being a bit of a tosser, which I have been excelling in for years, seeing many gigs and being opinionated about everything. In fact, it is de rigueur in these circles to give everything either a big thumbs up or thumbs down. Which seems quite strange when applied to everyday things, for instance by coliander is very IN at the moment as straining water is mirroring late 1990's postmodernism, but my sieve is OUT as it's completely ripping off work my tea strainer's been doing for years. In fact I am starting a new comic called Food Maker, or maybe Kitchen Utensil Express. Maybe... Watch out for the forthcoming coliander backlash though, or maybe Hungarian goulash, at least the recipe for. Anyhow I digress... I too agree with the eloquent Archel that The Littlest Hobo is a top tune. It also has very profound lyrics, well I understand them anyway if that counts. "Until tomorrow the whole world is my home." Aahhhh... Anyway back to attending Ryan Giggs. Stereolab were most good last Monday in fact they proverbially kicked arse which I found quite surprising, I was over the moon with their performance. Super Furry Animals were also most fantastic and the man of the match was definitely their closing version of the "The Man Don't Give A Fuck" with full costume accompaniment. I also attended the Arab Strap / Tindersticks affair which was very much a game of two halves, though never were particularly intriguing. The gaffer reckoned they would both be a lot better live than in my bedroom. But they weren't. Maybe they should play live from my bedroom. Maybe not though as I don't think I'd want that bearded chap talking about shagging in my bedroom really. Call me old fashioned. Oh, and I also saw a band called the Boxing Gloves, I think, whose spangly pop certainly packed a proverbial punch or two. Anyway ,there's a voice that keeps on calling me. Down the road... Just turn around, and I'm gone again. Te ra, Martin ear confection recordings (http://www.send.demon.co.uk) +----------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the reborn Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail "sinister@majordomo.net". To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to "majordomo@majordomo.net". WWW: http://www.majordomo.net/sinister +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "tech-heads and students" +-+ +-+ "the cardie wearing biscuit nibbling belle & sebastian list" +-+ +-+ "jelly-filled danishes" +-+ +----------------------------------------------------------------------+