I suppose it's that magical time when I get to introduce myself. I live in Riverside, CA, which is E of L.A. by about 1 hr or so. Riverside is desert, and it's very hot here today. I work in a computer room, but I'm leaving soon, because all the cool people left/are leaving. I'm leaving soon because it's a wasteland of a company and I hate it. My favorite B & S albums are in this order: Sinister, Tigermilk, Fold You Hands, Arab Strap. My favorite B & S song is "Modern Rock Song," with "Put the Book Back On the Shelf" a close second. There are a couple of B & S songs I don't much care for, but they're one of those groups you can listen to 1000s of times and not get sick of them. Even the songs you don't much care for. Because even those are good. I speak a whole crapload of languages: Thai, Japanese, Mandarin, Spanish, French, Portuguese (Brazilian), Italian. I help ESL students learn English. Next year I'm going to Japan, Thailand, Hong Kong, and Beijing. I live in a big house with just me and my dog, a Shiba Inu. I study at UC Riverside. I'm a published poet/story writer. I have my own magazine. I won't do a shameless plug for it, because that's not appropriate on this list. I first heard B & S at my friend's house in Fountain Valley, CA. We were lusting over a couple of cute Japanese girls who gave us their numbers at the Japanese restaurant. I speak that language. The O-sake was starting to eat away at my sanity and stop sticking your fingers in my eye. My friend put a CD in his stereo. All I saw was a red cover. "Make a new cult everyday..." echoed through the room, the carpet was dirty and littered with empty cigarette packs, the walls had images of forgotten J-Pop stars and I scratched another Kanji on the box. "Who is this?" I asked. Sake was making my vision all fuzzy. "Belle and Sebastian," Bill answered. I lit another cigarette "Who?" "Belle and Sebastian." He showed me the cover, and I was the birthday boy. And I was Christmas. And that was the beginning. And now I listen to "This is Just A Modern Rock Song," and Dorothy is leaving, disappearing somewhere within these cities, within the emptiness and slipstreams. And I'll miss her. It hasn't rained in a long, long time. I didn't get the girl. Not in this film. ======================================================== "If your engines aren't revved up, then what you need is a holy ghost enema right up your rear end!" -Suzanne Hinn "And remember, if New Jersey was made out of neutron star matter, a teaspoon of New Jersey would weigh as much as New Jersey!" -- James "Kibo" Parry http://home.earthlink.net/~rtoad ALL SORTS OF THINGS FOR YOUR REAR ======================================================= +----------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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 +-+ +----------------------------------------------------------------------+