hi listies... where did the Elton John threads come from, hey? I assumed that Elton John didn't even enter into our thoughts. Too grandiose or something, not that I don't need a good overblown rock spectacle now and again. You know how the original concept of MSP was to be an Amazing Rock Triumph, then an Amazing Rock Tragedy (number one double album, then split up), and they didn't do it? Well, I'm trying to convince some friends to give it a go with me. Only we'll do it for real (4 real ...er, sorry...). The measure of our success'll be when they have to set up suicide hotlines in various countries when we break up, like they did when Take That split. No real violence, though, I hope... my little conscious couldn't take it, and next thing you know, *I'd* be on the hotline all weepy and inconsolable...

3. He has awful clothes. That is all I reallly need to say on this topic because he just does, like a bad re-ocurring Eighties nightmare.

I dunno... that Donald Duck costume was pretty charming. My friend adam says that Elton John's early stuff was pretty good, but as he hasn't been able to produce proof of this claim yet, my belief is pending. I think "Rocket Man" moved me when I was young, but then so did "The Fox and the Hound". Still does, now that I think of it... I'm watching "Easy Rider" for the first proper time. Dammit, I rented this film cause I've had a *serious* Jack Nicholson jones lately, and he hasn't even shown up on screen yet. I'm sure this movie merits more attention than I'm giving it, but I'm too busy working out why boys piss against things, and other list-type quandries. See how captivating you all are? ;) Even watching it idly, I've reached the conclusion that Peter Fonda is a fox (but in the desert, not the snow), and that I *need* a leather jacket like his, with the american flag on the back. How could you not swagger in a jacket like that? Do you reckon Elvis had one on when he came to B and S's house for evening television...?) It was Peter Fonda's acid-induced ramblings that inspired "she said she said", you know. He was wandering about, high as the proverbial kite, muttering "I know what it's like to be dead" to anyone who'd listen, and John Lennon heard, and he started to, um, freak out, I think the term is. Eh, I just don't have a grasp on this kind of lingo... anyways, John asked him to stop it, but he was just repeating himself over and over, so John left, taking his disturbed little head with him, and wrote a cracking song abt the ordeal. I *wish* I could do that... "tragedy into publishing", you know? Anyways, sorry to ramble on so, you shrewd kids probably knew all that when I was still playing with me tinker toys... Oh, there's my man Jack, he's in some seedy Southern jail. Wouldn't it just figure... top 10 reasons to hate leeann, her posts are tame and unchallenging, love, leeann "and I think it's gonna be a long long time till touch down brings me round again to find I'm not the man they think I am at home..." (it's not many songs that nick david bowie and get nicked by morrissey, is it?) ----------------------------------------------------------------------- . This message was brought to you by the Sinister mailing list. . To send to the list please mail "sinister@majordomo.net". . For subscribing, unsubscribing and other list information please see . http://www.majordomo.net/sinister . For questions about how the list works mail owner-sinister@majordomo.net . We're all happy bunnies humming happy bunny tunes. Aren't we? -----------------------------------------------------------------------