From Hell", it's REAL (well it's appeared in paper, with binding, and

Hello you wicked saucy little things. Some stuff. - The Sinister Midnight Lending Library - Today's municipal council meeting in Sinister Town Hall (attended by me, Splat, and a nice cup of tea) has resulted finally in the signing of a contract to build the Sinister Midnight Lending library, over there, beside the church and opposite the sweet shop. Although the best time to pop in is midnight when you can't sleep, you can go over and view the foundations now - go to: http://www.majordomo.net/sinister/library There you'll find the beginnings of an idea, which you fresh-faced listees may or may not take to: a fiction section so that any of you budding young novelist or pornographers can have your works pinned up somewhere central and homely for other Sinistereens. There are currently just two books on the shelves, and one of them is stupid, but the good news is that there's an infinite number of copies of each. The un-stupid book is a short story written by our very own Ciara, someone who's visage you are all unknowingly extremely familiar with because she's draped in red on the cover of "If You're Feeling", frozen forever in time where Stuart snapped her and a copy of Kafka with his Olympus. Ciara's story is called "Fried Scampi people have bought it) and it's heartily recommended, especially to anyone who likes HP sauce. So anyway - this is a call to ANYONE else who has some original fiction (fiction only please for now) or just a little story they're secretly quite proud of, to stop being shy and biting your lip, but to send it to me to pop up on the shelves. Rules for "submissions" on the WWW page. If the library is popular, I might expand it into a little Sinister township, with a recipe shop ("Richard Colburn apple turnover") and an S&M dungeon - suggestions welcome as long as they don't take too much maintenance. It just seems to me that with our 1000th coming of age, and the staggering wonderful resistance of you all into reducing this into some humdrum indie music resource, it's time we had a go at just creeping beyond our roots a touch and seeing if we'd like to become a little township. There's a lot of talk about online communities these days and I'm not a big fan of theorising about it in public, but we do seem to be neighbours don't we, rather than B-side swappers, and some of you keep hopping over the fence and disappearing into each others bedrooms. I'm happy to report that this is not normal music mailing list behaviour. Anyway if no-one sends me anything I'll pretend I never suggested it and it's all someone else's fault. If we get a nice little stock of paperbacks - who knows? One day we could do a "Sinister Cuttings Vol 1" on paper for you all to read at bus-stops at small cost - but I'd need to talk to Mr Stevie Trousers about that, who knows much more about paper and staples and copyright than I could ever pretend to. Your fiction doesn't have to be anything even B&S related, you just have to be a Sinistereen, and you don't even have to be on the list: you can be a regular WWW archive reader too. So don't be shy, you, think of it as somewhere to pin something up on the fridge door. You can even ask to remain anonymous and I won't whisper a word, although you might get a kinky pseudonym. - 1000th listee - Yes we have reached 4 figures - Sinister puberty? Someone had better dash down to the chemist for some Clearasil quick, and nip into the offy on the way home will you and get some cans of Kestrel lager? And yes I would bloomin' well tell you who the bloomin' 1000th listee was if it wasn't someone called Lulu Kerr who, instead of doing any work today, decided to watch until it reached 999 and then leap in. The 1000th REAL listee was someone who I won't embarrass just now, but you've been here before so you aren't a listee so you might have been cheating as well *@hotmail.com. But we don't mind :) - Timmy - Timothia Hopkins said:

If I'd wanted to listen to a bunch of hopeless hippies playing arse space rock I'd have been listening to Pink Floyd all these years. Or The Verve, who I saw five or six years ago and who played arse space rock. It was horrible. I hate rock music

Oooo handbags to the ready! I now know what I'm getting Tim for his birthday: "Trophies - The Lyrics Of David Sylvian (Vol III)" (yes, really, that's volume 3). Wrapped up in "Tales from Topographic Oceans" wrapping paper. Remember folks, you're quite at liberty to speak your flipping mind as loud as you want on any topic here, but it then becomes your responsibility to stop the resulting thread if it becomes boring :) But this one I think I might enjoy. Tim, do you like Camel? Don't look at me like that I was jus askin'. - Doctor Dick - Right, finally. Trojan's new 3CD box-set of Ska classics are heartily recommended to one and all because it's only 15 quid and really yummy - along with the spookily titled "Wrong Embryo" by The Rulers (sorry Keith, Tag, they got there first) I'm currently grooving to the sounds of "Doctor Dick" by Lee Perry, "Want Me Cock" by Owen and Leon Silveras, and "One Eyed Giant" by Baba Brooks And His Band. It's important to say that these song titles are not weak jokes of mine, and nor do they represent a theme, although they sure as hell look as if they do. It's all just blistering 60s Jamaican ska and it'll keep you smiling all day. Honey xxx +----------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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" +-+ +-+ "nambling pambling rice pudding & crochet holiday camp +-+ +-+ gangwanking whimsy-thon" +-+ +----------------------------------------------------------------------+