From: "Gardiner, Stuart" <Stuart.Gardiner@ntu.ac.uk> "I think it's about this point where Honey would normally start warning people (not anyone in particular, naturally) to make sure their posts don't start turning into flames. I'm not quite sure what provoked all these anti-indie-snob diatribes, since I don't recall any such attitudes recently; but remember, those attitudes must exist with some people on a list this size, so let's not slag anyone off, OK? And anyway, we've discussed this many times before, as you could see in the archives if they existed at the moment ;-)" **************************************************** So there I was, sittin' in my office, readin' the newspaper, about how the evil Dr Chu had once again been caught doing sick experiments on young Sinisterians. The press called him the Virgin Surgeon, cos he'd take them fresh out of the Nursery and perform cruel experiements making them into his own little army of Chuians. I spy the silloette of a figure behind the frosted pane of glass on my door. This dame walks in. Ugly lookin' dame, but great legs. She came in, looking a little bit irritated. I can tell when a dame looks irritated. She sat down in the chair in front of my desk, with her handbag on her lap. "Please help me" she said. I looked over my desk at her. Her eyes were pleading with me. Beggin' me to help her. "My name, is Miss Gardiner" she said. "Nobody knows I'm here, but I had to do something." I go to the filing cabinet and take out a glass bottle and a glass. "Ribena?" I offer. She declines. Aparently too early in the day. I slouch back into my chair and flick my hat off my forehead. "So whats the story?" I ask. "Someone started a fight, in Honey's Bar" she says. "Hey listen doll, bar fights aren't my scene. I'm a Private invesitgator. You have things that need investigatin in private, I sneak around and do the work." I explain. "No, its not that. Its... its..." and she bursts into tears. I hate it when a dame bursts into tears. Makes her make up run, and look uglier. "I don't know how it began, but its getting out of hand." She explains. I offer her my sleeve to wipe her nose on. She looks at me, disgusted. Hey, works for me. "Someone, started going on about indie music. I don't know who, or why or what.. but now.. everyone is getting over excited about it. And you know what Honey's Bar is like... its usually so placid and peaceful." "..except when ya mention George Dubya Bush. Then the Americans get their knickers in a twist" I mumble, looking between the blinds of the window, rubbing my gunshot scar from the last time I had too many ribenas and started mouthing off. All I know was it had been a long day. "I just want it to stop. Its a stupid argument over nothing" says the dame. "Someone started saying how they dislike indie strawberry, and pretentiousness and stuff. And everyone else seemed to agree, but they agreed in argumentative tone, as if thats all they could agree on, but it wasn't in agreement with anyone". I look at the dame. I look her between the eyes. I can't help but wonder if she's been on the ribena already today. "Doesn't sound like much of an argument to me" I reply. "I just wish I knew how it started." She said, looking at my desk. It was covered in copies of newspaper clippings, and a signed photo of Stuart Murdoch, that said "Here's lookin' at you kid." "Please, Idle Berry, will you help us?" "I'll see what I can do." I said. I knew this meant only one thing. Looking through inboxes and archives.... ************************************ Now I invite someone from Sinister to take this story and carry it on. You can change the Private investigator to be yourself, change the time, or whatever. Go on. Would be a giggle. ta. Idles. ===== http://clubs.yahoo.com/clubs/corduroysmoke and the world did get covered in a thick haze of corduroy smoke. And it felt good. __________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Make international calls for as low as $.04/minute with Yahoo! Messenger http://phonecard.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. 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 +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+