Sinister: The Boy With That Thing Up His Bum
Many happy returns of the day to Stuart Dougal Murdoch! Twenty-five today! I got tomato sauce all down my bus t-shirt. What a shocking calamity! Speaking of which, does XFM have advertising on it? If so, I suspect that might be the root cause of its sudden transformation into something more populist. XFM fans will just have to double their efforts to convert their chums to the evils of scruffy monkey rock and apply for another licence one day. Or start a pirate station, like people have to if they want to hear reggae or any other type of music excluded from the mainstream. I'm going to start a cod reggae station, playing such classics as D'yer Maker by Led Zep and that one by David Bowie. Fluffy, have you got somewhere to stay sorted out yet? I'm sick with worry here. Have you thought about getting your grandmother to play juke box jury in your room and send in the results to the list? It's just a thought. Do you do doo wop? I do doo wop. As of yesterday, when I bought The Moonglows and The Flamingos. I'm not entirely convinced yet. Not enough spunk. But they were on offer, so that's all right. Genevieve, you forgot to nominate the next poetry parrot handler, you naughty little minx. Adrian Evans +----------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list please mail "sinister@majordomo.net". To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to "majordomo@majordomo.net". For list archives and searching, list rules, FAQ, poor jokes etc, see http://www.majordomo.net/sinister +---+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +---+ +----------------------------------------------------------------------+
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