--- Alice Colorado <alicec123@yahoo.com> wrote:
Date: Tue, 16 Dec 2003 10:16:47 -0800 (PST) From: Alice Colorado <alicec123@yahoo.com> Subject: I like what I'm saying too, Meno. To: robin stout <stoutrobin@hotmail.com>
I walked down the alleyway; it was a Sunday, and if I went back to the house then things would go from bad to worse, so what could I do? I could hang about and burn my fingers, I could go up to the country park, get some fish and chips, but I've got no energy, I'm a lazy get. Suddenly, without a warning, I was surprised. I heard a voice begin to speak, and he told me something pretty strange: "It's Nineteen Ninety-Five". I was puzzled, I was confounded, I need to talk to someone. Well, it won't hurt to think of you, and listen to what other people say. So how about it?
It occurred to me that Sunday, as I listened over the rustling leaves to a recording of a radio interview with Stuart Murdoch*, that his band are something of a self-fulfilling prophecy. Their latest album, Dear Catastrophe Waitress, feted for its new, modern sound, contains no less than three songs written circa 1995: Dear Catastrophe Waitress, If She Wants Me and Lord Anthony. DCW was probably written even earlier. The vast majority of Belle and Sebastian's output appears to have been written during 95-96, including the first two albums, the first three EPs, and the title track of the fourth, to name just the ones I know of.
<< Sebastian wrote all of his best songs in 1995. In fact, most of his best songs have the words 'Nineteen Ninety-five' in
It bothered him a little. What will happen in 1996? >>
So my question is this. My problem, my confusion, the puddle in my Sunday pile of leaves. Exactly how many songs did Stuart write in 1995? Are there any other bands who wrote most of their songs in a couple of years then released them years and years later? Is this in any way significant? Where are my glasses? Oh, there they are!
Mr David Moore, Lord of Chelmsford sent me a
correction to the lyrics of Scooby Driver. Here are the full lyrics for anyone who gives a cock.
++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Scooby Driver
I'm coming over in the wrong direction I only want to be the centre of your attention For long enough to show you I'm worth the trouble that you take
I want to see the way that you portray A boy who maybe doesn't have too much to say And you can draw your own conclusions But you'll find I'm not a fake
You can turn away from me But there's nothing that'll keep me here you know And you'll never be the city guy Any more than I'll be hosting the Scooby Show
+++
Feeling terrible I need protection There's a lot of ugly stuff that's going on I want to live my life inside a car that's movin' fast I want to see the way that you portray A boy who's going to try and change his life today
+++
Everybody's clearly out to get me I�ve got a right to stay inside my bedroom door And close my eyes and listen to the music Really makes you sore And if you turn away from me I will put you on my list of folk to hate I will write it in my diary And I will take revenge at a later date ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
I was randomly searched for drugs on Friday while I waited at the station for my mislaid train. Charlie, the police dog, apparently thought I smelled of drugs, but I'm sure that he could just smell
bacon I'd had for my dinner. They took me into a back room, and filled in a form about me while I dropped my trousers. Well, I thought I was *supposed* to drop my trousers. That's what they do on telly, isn't it? "There's no suspicious packages in *there*, sir." Helen, the disarmingly fragrant police officer, asked me how old I was and what I did. I think she fancied me. Gosh, I thought, and tipped my hat to a more attractive angle. But Charlie could smell bacon again and they were off, so I buckled up my
Good afternoon, lovies. Any suggestions for a paper on the Euthyphro? What good is the written word anyway? One more step up the ladder? What ladder? If I see another young thing with side-swept bangs, I may as well high step with them. So much for wasting time, there she is. I must go. alice. --- robin stout <stoutrobin@hotmail.com> wrote: them. little the trousers
and went to find my train.
I wonder if anyone has bought Step Into My Office Baby yet..
Au revoir, mes petits fours,
Robin x
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