hiya, my laptop has been playing up. I have to jiggle it to make it work. Surely thats not the normal thing for a good quality laptop? Still, its working today. Its not feeling quite so tempremental. You can tell its mine. All my belongings have the same fickle "i'm not working if I don't feel like it" attitude as me. Whatsisface said Life Without Buildings were a great band. I've seen them about four times now, usually supporting other bands. All I can ask, is was it the singers complete lack of boob controlling underwear that *really* caught your attention? Energetic? I'll say. A warning to any ladies thinking of living without a bra, (or indeed, a sports bra, which is also extremely useful if you're planning on "bouncing" around) THEY'LL BE DOWN TO YER KNEES IN TEN YEARS TIME! Knockers? more like clackers in a while. what a lovely thought. :) Personally, I didn't think much of them- her boobs nor the music provided by Life Without Buildings. It was Stuarts pecs I was more taken by. Phwoarr!!! *licks lips, bounces knee up and down, makes wolf whistles, and general other cartoon-like behaviour* I went to a gig last night. My pal called me on Thursday, and asked me to go. It was to see Garbage at the Corn Exchange in Edinburgh. I liked their first two albums, but even then, they weren't the sort of band I had *such* an interest in to want to see live. But his pal had pulled out at last minute, so he asked me to go, and hey, I had nothing better to do. A few things I'd like to say about the gig: In comparrison to the fair Belle And Sebastian crowd, they were *nowhere* as near as sexy and as good looking as you lot (and me); Shirley was full of schmaltzyness, saying "thank you so much" like some sort of Miss World winner, receiving her tiara and sash, or an Oscar winner with the speaches, and tears. Stuart does a much better job- he gets to the point, makes us laugh, and teases us with coy slaggings ("not bad... for an Edinburgh crowd" indeed...). What really grated my cheesy goat, was when she started with the MOR "I'm-down-with-the-kids,-I'm-a-political-activist" political commentary. She was going on about how brilliant Donald Dewar was. I just cringed. And then when the idiotic crowd seemed to do that mindless cheer, becuase they're not clever enough to think for themselves. And the usual "This is the bestest gig I've ever played in the whole wide world!" style scripted thing she spouted. Her bitchy barbed comments about Blue sent cheers of comradeship from the mainstream pop-goth audience, most of whom looked desperate to be noticed and alternative but all looked the same in the end. Come on, I mean, Blue?? The woman really needs to find a less easy target. Mind you, if she went for Placebo, surely that would just be a case of the pot calling the kettle black. And then it would be a case of handbags at dawn "we're more goth than you!" "no you're not, we are!"nonsense. To add, I'm not see keen on her Bridget Nielssen/ Muriel Gray-goes-teddy-boy look. And she is so *painfully* skinny too. She said she was having her period (too much information!) but if so, why did he silly woman wear white, and secondly, she cannot be suggering water retention, otherwise when shes finished she'll disappear. In defence, she is a good live singer, and the band were good live. But beyond that, there wasn't much to them. Oh, but they did a cover version of Kylie's "Can't Get You Out Of My Head" cos they couldn't remember one of their own songs they were requested to play when they came on for an encore. And actually, she did a very good version of it too. And then they remembered the song they were meant to play. But only after they went off stage to check. Today I've been busy writing my wee story. Its coming on quite nicely now. I sat in Costa coffee just off Hanover Street this morning, writing away, waiting for my parents to finish their shopping. I really enjoy it when I get that feeling of satisfaction, when I have an idea, when I can chase my idea and it leads me to a whole pot of ideas. A bit like a rainbow. Becuase the rainclouds of writers block are never far away. And they'll dampen your spirit and smudge your words into a big inky mess, if you're not careful. Saw something cool in Paper Tiger today also. Magnetic poetry? forget it. Magnetic randsom letters is cool now. And mouse pad-pads- a block of notepaper in the shape of a mouse pad. Or a sperm mouse pad. Thats cool too. I'm easily amused. I love looking at notebooks I can buy. But in shops like Paper Tiger, they are always so expensive. But so beautiful as well, there is something very soothing about a new notebook. Perhaps this will be the notebook to inspire you as you write in it? I have about eight blank notebooks all sitting in my bookshelf, waiting to offer me inspiration. I've filled one notebook with my story. I'm always happiest sitting writing in cafe's. I don't know why. I think its just that the atmosphere is calm, and you get coffees made for you, and you can smoke, and sit for ages. Some people sit chatting, others read magazines and newspapers. I always sit writing. Or maybe I just like to pose as someone cool and interesting and arty in public places. Its probably the latter. :) I like to sit outside in parks too, and write. or on the train. But in parks, you don't get coffees brought to you. And it gets windy. And if it starts to rain, as it always does in Scotland at some point, then your ords get splodged. And on trains, you get people looking over your shoulder. And so you sit, and wrap your arm around it,like you did at school, to stop the other kids copying your work. Mind you, I'm just as guilty. If I've got nothing to read, or listen to, or write, I'll shamelessly steal glimpses of newspaper headlines. Its funny when you see men in suits on the train, and they become aware that you're reading over your shoulder, and the page is open with some page three stunna. They quickly flick over to look less like perverts. righto kiddies! I'm off for my dinner. Love, Idleberry xxx ===== http://groups.yahoo.com/group/corduroysmoke/ starting playground gossip and passing notes __________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Yahoo! Tax Center - online filing with TurboTax http://taxes.yahoo.com/ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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. 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