Cripes, fatherhood for Mr Neil. Well done that chap. Beware, the child will probably grow up to venerate Marilyn Manson, who by that time will be a grand old man(thing) of rock. Or at least a talk show host. Jeez, I wish the subjunctive mood was easier to spot in English. The southern US shows seem to have been a riot (in the nicest sense). Nice reportings back, you lucky ducks. Not to say that getting down with the Brixton masseev wasnt all that, because it was, steel drums and all. Ooh, when my plot to marry an elderly millionaire with a severe heart complaint comes to fruition, in my extensively stocked music room there will be a full steel band as well as a harpsichord. And THEN the mice will play. So, did anyone else spend the weekend buying sandals and feverishly reading Emily Dickinson? She has nothing in particular to say on the subject of summery footwear, but heres something interesting: If I read a book and it makes my whole body so cold no fire ever can warm me I know _that_ is poetry. If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know _that_ is poetry. There ain't nothing like a literary junkie just ask William Burroughs. Not to mention a musical one, of which fraternity Im certainly a card-carrying member. Songs, built like temporary shelters, contain music and words. Ian McMillan Whether it be the urge to partake in a good bout of cathartic schadenfreude or a simple wish to wrap up feelings in a blanket of other peoples creative output, it is true that a song is like a stout hat. Preferably one in a nice loud tweed. Speaking of which, this week I have been mostly wearing a nice herringbone skirt over my pinstripe trews. Overkill on the garment front? I think not. Archel very kindly referred to me as luscious, a term that while flattering does make me feel akin to an overripe peach. Which is fair enough. Is there anyone enforcing the body parts rule at present? To be on the safe side, shy people never mention any of your own flesh to avoid having to place a picture of the named item in Princess Honeys slightly persipiration-slick hands. Although web promulgation wouldnt follow at the moment due to unhappiness at nodata.org? Gah. Adieu and farewell to you sweet Spanish ladies. Tara a bit. Liz :x *** Maturity To combine public altruism with private hypocrisy is quite a trick, but I think I have it now. Ivor Cutler *** _________________________________________________________________ MSN Photos is the easiest way to share and print your photos: http://photos.msn.com/support/worldwide.aspx +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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 +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+