My dear Sinisterenes: Miss Llew llamented (and isn't it a pity I couldn't fit in 'llama' there somewhere?) she didn't have her set list for the Durham show. Cause she left it in my car, you see. I found it last night. She appeared over the horizon that Monday like the sun at dawn, beautiful, awesome and blinding. After dropping off a few things in my house, we skipped over to the Carolina Theater in downtown Durham. Lovely place. We were there to interview the band, you see. We sat around for a while, waiting as they set up the stage, till we finally met Mr Stevie Dreads. Then we waited some more. Then we got to interview Richard. Eventually. We were in one of the dressing rooms, mooching around as Richard got coffee. We found a /conversation pit/! You know, one of those circular couches with the raised middle from the 60s. In 60s green/yellow paisley! Just like in Jeannie's bottle in I Dream of Jeannie. Anyway, as we were oohing and awwing, I saw Laura staring at some one. Wee Chris Geddes had come in and was staring at Laura. And she was staring back! There were trying to stare each other down! Of course, Laura won and without a word Beans ran off back to wherever he being wee previously. But from time to time throughout the interview, he'd peep back in a throw evil glances at Laura's back. (Didn't hear that in her post, now did you?) The interview itself was quite lovely. We talked for a long time and Richard was both charming and informative. I asked about masturbation references, Laura Bush and Dr Who. Hopefully, next week you can read the transcipt on Friends of the Heroes and hear the edited version on WXDU. The quote above, by the way, was his comment on Sinister. Apparently we also use it for international sexual highjinks. If this is so, I am missing out, yo! As we were skipping out, Miss Sarah Martin was walking in. I jogged up to meet her and said a few words of support and encouragement. It was quite lovely. And this I say, is the official history, despite whatever scurilous rumours one might hear. We then retired to mine for a Shindig. There was cheap beer and roasted meat products and fudge. Laura ended up in my bedroom with a boy named Ben, going through my personal effects (And this is a Great Book, too! Here's a cool CD!) Who says Porn Stars don't move fast. But i can't be critical: her help was nigh invaluable in building the grill and finding the theater. Then we went to the show. It was, of course, lovely and ran something like this: "Some instrumental number -- Judy is a Dickslap?" Expectations Step into My Office Baby Wrapped Up in Books SLOW GRAFFITI!! I'm a Cuckoo Women's Realm Travelling Light Beautiful (where he pulled out the lyrics -- JE) Dylan in the Movies (Stance like a surfer) Stars of Track and Field Dirty Dream No 2 Asleep on a Sunbeam Mike Piazza Dear Catastrophe Waitress Jusy and the Dream of Horses Roy Walker Sleep the Clock Around You're Just a Baby There is the curious parenthetical statement about surfer above, and also this added to "Judy" : "Drums break, Stu cusses like a sailor,even though it was last night he was dressed as a pirate." I feel from this document in her own hand, we may gain critical understanding of the Llew and her writinf process. Anyway, after we popped over to the James Joyce, had a beer and popped home, since the clientele there was extremely sexual ambiguous and scary. Bye! GayJay -- "The Posby falls into a Trance In which it does a little Dance." Edward Gorey _________________________________________________________________ Fretting that your Hotmail account may expire because you forgot to sign in enough? Get Hotmail Extra Storage today! http://join.msn.com/?PAGE=features/es +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+