I have a duffel coat, which i love, but I seem to get no end of abuse for wearing it. Insults usually take the highly original form of "OI, duffel!". I just run away - once they get you by the toggles there's no escape. The chief culprits are puffa jacket wearers, the types who hang around the bus stops with their "White Storm" cider cos they're too young to get in the pubs. Maybe the duffel is the puffa's natural enemy. In a natural history documentary about the life of coats, I imagine the puffa would be like some sort of rabid dingo and your duffel would be a graceful gazelle. Sorry, I'm getting a bit carried away with this. So, on to matters musical... David Moore wrote about his dilemma over what to put on a B&S compilation: "what has to go? First thoughts are E. Renaissance/Dylan In the Movies/IYFS/Century of Broccoli, but then I'm stuck." Actually, the songs above are the ones that I'd definitely keep. Now I know this is all just a matter of opinion and i don't want to start any this-song's-better-than-that arguments, but if you want to reflect B&S's diversity, E. Renaissance, Century of Elvis and IYFS are esssential, as is Le Pastie. And personally, I think Electronic Renaissance is wonderful. In reply to whoever wrote about the Divine Comedy a few days ago, I agree that the Short Album About Love is one of their best, but I'd say that and Promenade are my favourites. Maybe this is something to do with the hopeless romantic in me. I don't really rate Fin De Seicle much apart from Eric The Gardener which is fantastic and sounds like a clockwork roundabout. As David Kitchen stuck up for council estates, I'd like to do the same for trailer parks. I know someone from California, my only true friend from America, called Dave. I met him at university last year and we used to call him, rather unoriginally, American Dave. Well, American Dave is a little difficult to explain, but to sum him up I'd say he is the funniest person I've ever met, he completely changed my opinion of Americans, and he lives on a trailer park. Maybe Dave is an exception, but just as council estates aren't the sole reserve of the casuals, all people who live in trailer parks aren't trash. It's all to do with circumstance I suppose, you live where you have to, even if it's the planet of the apes, or Birmingham. I blame Maggie Thatcher. Are David and Katrina going out with each other? Or am I just being stupid? Stay groovy, kids Robin +----------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list please mail "sinister@majordomo.net". To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to "majordomo@majordomo.net". For list archives and searching, list rules, FAQ, poor jokes etc, see http://www.majordomo.net/sinister +---+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" +---+ +-+ "the cardie wearing biscuit nibbling belle & sebastian list" +-+ +----------------------------------------------------------------------+