Sinister: Aretha Franklin said it best
Hullo Sinister children, So, is it in any way possible for the list to go on for a week without some MAJOR bloody disturbence that gets everyone's knickers in a twist? I guess not, eh? For the record, I like to give poor Lauren a vote of full public support for her indie rantings post, not so much because I fully agree with her (and I do agree a great deal with her) but because I've read enough slagging of the 'masses' and the 'hard kids' and the 'townies' to be well pleased when someone gives the pretentious few a good, hard slgagging. Oh, and what's the problem with hippies, I've seen them given a bit of a slagging as well, I like hippies. Pretty girls, good music, and a nice philosophy. All anyone wants is a bit of respect, and I don't care if you're agnostic or atheist (like me) or buddist or whatnot, if you honestly think the music one listens to is an indicator of the type of person they are, you are in desperate need of a fucking life. If anyone actually belives that; "It is not what you are like, it's what you like" you are a pretentious twat. High Fidelity was a good book, and a good movie, but I'm not basing my world view on what Nick Hornby thinks, thanks. Besides the fact that I thought the whole thing was a pisstake and a fairly accurate slagging of music snobs. Oh, woe is me, the hard kids made fun of me, people don't bloody understand me, the masses listen to shit music, 'those people' control the world...what absolute crap. I've taken plenty of shit from people on a wide range of subjects, but you know what, the 'indie' movement is not a disenfranchised minority, any attempt to compare them to the civil rights movements of blacks or gays is downright insulting. The masses? You take their individuality away everytime you refer to them in that sense. Yes, they are individuals, believe it or not. You learn these things when you take the time to give a damn about people instead of your own world view. People use indie style to get girls? I don't think I have a style, or if I did, it most likely be a pretty square style. Funny, I've gone out with and been friends with girls from all across the spectrum, indie girls, punk girls, abercrombie girls. You know what? They were all sweet, vibrante, lovely young ladies, regardless of what music they listened to or what clothes they wear. I don't really think I'd like a person, girl or otherwise, to whom clothes or music were the deciding factor in whether they talked to me/liked me, etc. I'd probably think they were very shallow. Not that people shouldn't have things in common, but there's a lot of things besides music and clothes to have in common. Look, it's just about respect, and I don't respect any of you on your choice of music. I don't respect you based upon the clothes you wear. I respect people on the choices they make and why they make them. When a person comes up to me they are a cipher until they open their mouth, then they earn or lose my respect. I think what annoys some of us, is that the idea of indie, just like the idea of 'alternative' was that the scenes were supposed to be free of all that crap. It wasn't supposed to be about what you wear or the exact music you listen too, it was supposed to be about breaking molds, not forming new ones. You're all wonderful, intelligent individuals. Bright, sometimes warm, sometimes funny, and mostly very nice people. Don't let your own insecurities cut you off from the world, because you are no different, no better, no more or less pretentious or worthy than anyone else. My sig quote at the bottom pretty much sums up my feelings on the whole mess. There's a big, wonderful, multiplex world out there that we can all live in. All it takes is being respectful and smiling a bit. A smile and a bit of respect will take you farther than you would have thought possible. Personally, I think we need a new topic to get in a huff about. I present; "Ribena is over-priced Kool-aid and tastes like piss". You may commence posting your rightious indignation to my slander of Ribena. Be happy people, go out and play in the sunshine with pretty boys and rude girls. Jim "I haven't feel geeky or dumb since I was 17. I don't feel marginalised or outmoded and neither should anyone else in this thriving, multiplex society. When will successful, creative, intelligent people stop thinking of themselves as childlike outsiders and start engaging with the real high-stakes world? Wake up fanboy, wake up fangirl. Don't you want to rule the world?" - Grant Morrison _________________________________________________________________ Get your FREE download of MSN Explorer at http://explorer.msn.com/intl.asp +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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 +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+
Hello! It's all turned to ranting again, and whenever anyone does so, they do seem to end up coming across as exactly the sort of person they're slagging off. Which somewhat defeats the point of it really. So I'm not going to do any of that. I'm quite capable of shooting myself in the foot as it is, without giving myself extra ammunition. I still haven't heard The Strokes. Or The White Stripes. I don't know if I want to. I'm still worried they'll be a big pile of cack. If they've been compared to so many good bands, they can surely only be second-rate rehashes. Maybe I'm wrong. It'd be nice to be proven wrong about it. There's nothing really that's tickling my fancy at the moment. The last album I bought was by Clouddead. The sticker on the sleeve said it was like Cypress Hill doing Kid A. It sounded interesting to me, so I bought it. It's great. Sounds a bit more like Mercury Rev would if they did hip hop, but the general weirdness is lovely. The new Spiritualized single comes out next week! And I've been waiting for that for ages! But my boss told me it sounded like a ropey Primal Scream song. I don't know if I believe him or not though. For me, they (ie Spiritualized) can still do no wrong. And the new New Order album's coming out too. Another one I've been waiting for ages for. I hope it's not rubbish. I'll be right disappointed if it is. One day The Smiths will reform and make a new album. It will happen. It will. It will. Okay, it won't, but I wish it would. I'm reading Brideshead Revisited at the moment. I'd really recommend Evelyn Waugh. Vile Bodies is particularly good. Never have the bright young things of the early 20th century been so wonderfully mocked. I like an author to be cruel to his characters in the name of comedy. It just doesn't seem real enough if they all live happily ever after. Maybe I'm just too cynical though. People always say cynicism is a bad thing, and I agree, it can make you unhappy. But I think, with the way things are, it's the most sensible option. Then, if you're wrong, it's a nice surprise! And if you're right you can get some warped satisfaction of being able to spot someone horrible a mile off... I'm really seriously thinking of going back to university to study a master's degree. In medieval culture. I know everyone thinks 'oh my god, you fool, what's the point in that?', but I think it's interesting. I just have to find enough money to fund a course. Out of curiosity, is there anyone from the UK on this list who's made this, perhaps unwise, step? I'd really like to know if it's worth it. If you have, please could you e-mail me off list. I hate London. It's smelly and grey and expensive and unfriendly. Doh. Picnic thing on Saturday. I'm tempted. But I have no one to go with, so I can't cower in the corner like I usually do. And I don't have red pants. But unless someone tries to sneak a peek (which, let's face it, is unlikely), I think I might manage to fib my way out of it. Talking of fibs, I watched a trashy programme last night about the real-life weakest links. There was one story of such genius. In, I think, South Africa, there's this massive race, about 56 miles! Anyway, this guy tried to cheat it in such a wonderful way, I think he should've got a medal for it. He ran a certain distance, then hopped in a portaloo on the way, swapped clothes and everything with his brother, then his brother ran a bit, then they did the swapping thing again and he finished the race. This was in order to win the prize money. Despite cheating they only managed 9th, and only got found out because they forgot to swap watches. I know it's not very sporting, but they were doing it to get some money to support their family, and it was a cracking scam. Apparently, someone else tried to cheat by getting a taxi for most of the way. They came fifteenth! What's the point in that? And how did someone manage to cheat in a 56-mile running race by getting a cab, and not win?! Some people... Well, I'm off to be neither indie nor not-indie, but instead to go home and relax and read a book (Briedeshead Revisited - remember, read Evelyn Waugh, except Scoop, which starts fine and then descends into horrid racist pap - I didn't finish that one). Reading is the new rock and roll. Well it is when you can't afford to be properly rock and roll. So, anyone, see you on Saturday? I can't even remember where the picnic's supposed to be. Please could someone tell me. I'm in London, so, glad though I am that there may well be picnics happening everywhere, I'd be grateful if I could have the details about the London one. Marc. +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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 +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+
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Marc Bloomfield