Sinister: Being Helpful 2005
So, I wrote an email to you guys a few days ago in order to try and cheer Ken up, and juuuuuuuuuuuuuust when I was finished, I hit the delete key or my touchpad did something or whatever it is that makes my browser click back to the previous page, thus COMPLETELY LOSING EVERYTHING I WROTE!! and since it was the second time it had happened in two days, I tossed my stupid laptop onto my bed (as gently as possible under the circumstances) and went into a ginormous huff. I�m sure you�re all very gratified to know that. Anyway, I was trying to do Helpful Things. It wasn�t my New Year�s Resolution or anything, but since I don�t tend to make New Year�s Resolutions (mostly because I forget them a couple of weeks in, and also, I can�t be arsed) Being Helpful is always a good thing to try and do. So I wrote the email to try and Help Ken Feel Like Someone�s Listening, and in the email I will try to Help Lucy Give Her Mother Music. I make mixes to spread the love of the music I enjoy, and the more people copy those mixes (or songs from them) the more likely it is that someone else will hear a certain band and then really love them and help them rise to the top of the land! Cause really, I base my Do-I-Like-This-Music? determination around a) the tune, b) the words, and c) would I be friends with these people? Really, the last criterion is just icing on the cake, but wouldn�t you like a band whose music you enjoyed and whose members were (imaginary or not) friends of yours to rule the world (in music form)? almost sounds like content... But I am not that cool. One time Stevie gave me a hug, but I think it was because a) I was shaking like a leaf, and b) he plays guitar to get the ladies, no? Oh, it�s been far far too long since I last indulged in a lazy Fans Only afternoon... I am failing quite dismally at Helping Ann Find Cool Friends, however. I�d point you to some of mine, Ann, but then I remember, oh, I didn�t really have any. I had a) a terrible flatmate that never washed (I swear, she didn�t shower for six weeks. I counted) and who eventually drove me into the arms of b) a sweet boy, but who turned out not to be able to handle my ways (this is a boy who threw a little tantrum about having to go down with me to the DCW �cd release party� for B&S at midnight on a school night(!!) *gasp!* last October. �Can�t you go by yourself?� It�s in a scary part of town that I�ve never been to, at midnight, at a venue I�m not even sure I�ll be able to get into, in fucking ned-ridden Glasgow. Cheers, darling) Anyway, Miss Ann, perhaps as a result of your appeal, some nice Sinistrine will email you and say, Come down to the Winchester/a pub quiz/a picnic in a park, I�ll be the tall one in the blue shirt (*ahem hem*...nice Glasgow-based Sinistrines...organise and outing and wear a blue shirt!) or else join some sort of club or society at one of the unions (and as I know most of the GUU types, I�d say affiliate yourself with the QMU, love), just point out that you�re an international and they�ll forgive you anything, and anyway it�s not a team that you will have had to been training to join, it�s just a little club. I know these ideas are far, far easier to suggest than to do, but I guess I�m looking back at my time there and wishing I�d done these things. anyway. I am loving this winter in Ottawa, skating on the Rideau Canal at midnight when the city workmen are just surfacing the ice and it�s all perfect and glassy and the sky is clear and you can see so so many stars!! (a girl from Toronto is not used to seeing stars at night in a city), but I can feel my feet itching again for something new. I�m glad this degree thing is over in August (two-year degree in ten months...yeah, I guess you could say I�m under a bit of stress) and extra glad to be welcoming a very special Aussie to Canada next Friday night. Long dark February nights under the covers are so much nicer with someone to cuddle... marisa xo ______________________________________________________________________ Post your free ad now! http://personals.yahoo.ca +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+
Hello Dear Strangers, Because I am now an outer extrovert but an inner introvert I have been a lurker for years other than I think 3 posts. I chimed in for musical thoughts and then fled again into the wilderness. I always understood the lonely grey joy of early B&S and the like, but the social part of this mass group thing still baffles me... And anyway it is here, reading these posts, that I preserve my inner gawky self while I have outwardly adjusted to life in a megalopolis.* I can still come home and be a wallflower on my own computer screen, when in real life I have to be a quite a bit more aggressive. I suspect there are others like me? But Sinister, is there a there there? For some reason Marisa's (another stranger to me) email jostled me out of my computer haze and got me to post again... Why? The subjects: -Ken whom I've never met feels like the Justin Timberlake (or choose your flavor) of Sinister. He's always on the cover of the tabloids in the Sinister checkout line. A nexus? I met another sinisterette a while back (hi KK!) who said that she met him somewhere, somehow and felt like she'd met a celebrity. I could tell by her blush that she meant it. The guy has amazing zest and I bless him though he appears to live in an untouchable magic world called Sinisterland, or Scotland, or something. I find the role of "Ken" in my life as a lurker interesting and bizarre, but definitely not bad. I trust... in real life... he is a real person! -I really really wanna finish an album of my own. And Marisa's joy at the idea of a band of dear ones that will 'rise to the top of the land' is bittersweet for me, for if I'd made myself more known to this collective of loners for all these years, I'd have the friends in reality that I have only in 'fantasy', a fantasy that usually exists only in post-drinking, email-checking, Sinister-folder perusing stupor. But as Morrissey would tell us, shyness is nice.... I am trying to dig up those last weeds of shyness so I can just put them in a scrapbook, with the title: For Rainy Days Only. -I still like Canada, and the Scotland I've never seen. So there it is. I guess my real question is: do you guys all know each other? -Ethan *(I live in a place called Los Angeles - Koreatown)** **(I like asterisks) +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+
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