Sinister: never trust a man in a blue trenchcoat
Wow, I just got back from Mogwai (and boy are my arms tired...), but my god they were amazing! Practically a religious experience. This is music for the new millennium, I say, (since everything is *something* for the new millennium these days.) They just kicked ass. A movie begs to be made based on a Mogwai score/soundtrack. My ears are only ringing a little, too - the plugs were wrecking things, so I took them out after a minute or so. I mainly put them in so I wouldn't have to hear the lame-ass guys beside me talk loudly during the quiet bits. Just b/c it's quiet and there are no words, does not mean you must provide a voice, twitknobs. But they stopped soon enough. Har, they got drowned out and ran away. The band is *the* shit. I am quite content right now. But where were other Vancouver-area sinisterites? It was a quiet night on that front. Perhaps we can become unshy for a while and meet up before GodspeedYBE on Tuesday. That would be nice. All the other cities are doin' it... JygsawDave (you are never boring) & others talked about feeling like you're in a movie: like you're just passing through a very vivid set and you can see all around you, but in your head you can also see the movie screen with you on it. Feeling there and not there. There's this film noir movie (redundancies, sorry) called "Blast of Silence" that I saw the other day. It's not a wonderfully written movie or anything, in fact pretty laughable at times, but it deals with this dichotomy - it's all written in 2nd person, a pretty dangerous choice as that can get ugly fast. Which it did, but somehow forgivably. But the interesting thing is that in this movie, as in much film noir, the main character is walking around having a dialogue with himself, as are many other characters because they can't trust anyone else. And they can't even trust themselves, as evidenced in this movie where there is a constant (and I paraphrase slightly), "you know what to do, you go into that room and you kill that guy, you do it because that's who you are, that's who you've always been, a killer. A killer since the day you were born. But you remember, memories...fading..." So he's caught up in this voice (that could be him, or could be some no-name narrator who somehow knows just who he is, or doesn't.) Like the narrator is following him around behind the camera, interpreting his actions, guessing at who he is and telling him what to do so much that the main character thinks he is this "you" and forgets for the most part who he really is. He sees himself (if he is the narrator) in a movie, yet his actions in the movie also contradict what the narrator says and have consequences the main character didn't think he'd have to deal with being such a cool character and all. So back to our lives: in many ways if you're having this movie feeling, maybe you're being partly a narrator, looking at yourself as others might see you and partly being yourself, watching others' reactions to you. (use of 2nd person intentional). It's so interesting. Lots of theories, but I've already gone on too long and it's super late. There was mention of Tom Waits. He is on tour. I have a lovely ticket. I am happy. There is a gaping hole in my wallet where my money was sucked out, but I've come to accept it. You can't put a price on happiness, you can't put a price on Tom Waits. The man is frickin' priceless. In real life, I don't talk this much. Not this steadily anyway. Goodnight, Robyn === I was reading the dictionary. I thought it was a poem about everything. ~Steven Wright ~~~ Robyn Fadden rfadden@yahoo.com Vancouver, BC __________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Bid and sell for free at http://auctions.yahoo.com +----------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the reborn Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail "sinister@majordomo.net". To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to "majordomo@majordomo.net". WWW: http://www.majordomo.net/sinister +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "tech-heads and students" +-+ +-+ "the cardie wearing biscuit nibbling belle & sebastian list" +-+ +-+ "jelly-filled danishes" +-+ +----------------------------------------------------------------------+
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Robyn Fadden