Hello Sinisterines, Well, let me start by saying that I continue to be terribly pleased with the list, and that this is one of those slice of life-type posts, so before I take up my pizza cutter, you may want to stop here if you're not into that. Today, as you probably know, is a Saturday, and a particularly lovely Saturday at that. Saturdays are the subject of nearly as many songs as have been written about Sunday, and rightly so, because they're great. This particular saturday, as those of you living in this particular region of the United States will know, is one coated in powdery snow. The snow isn't everywhere, nor is it pouring from the heavens. It simply tops all the buildings and cars like so much frosty icing, and coats the parts of the ground which haven't been cleared, including my walkway. The sky is cloudy, and it's not too cold out. It's one of those days that makes me prefer winter over summer. People probably normally think I'm a bit mad, but you can take your humid sweaty days and shorts if you'd like, you can never cool off, and warming up here is just a matter of properly bundling up. So today I had set several errands for myself to do, most of which involved record label things like sending off a package to Twee Kitten mailorder and a few other places. So today I put together some CDs and parcels, and then went uptown for a bit of lunch. I returned, allowed myself some video game-playing time, and then set off for the post office. There's one within walking distance of me, but it's a fair piece away, and I'm not particularly keen on going all that way overburdened with packages. Plus, I just got my car back, so it's a good excuse to drive. I decided to take a demo I had gotten a couple months ago with me to listen to in the car, because it reminds me of winter so much, and that's how I wanted to feel today. The tape is one of those that takes a good 7 or 8 listens to really appreciate it, much like just about every B&S or Field Mice release I own. It's quite lovely, but I don't want to abuse the forum with rantings about it, suffice it to say it will be out on my label someday, if things work out like I hope. I was driving and listening, which is one of my favorite things to do (the combination of the two, though each is nice alone, together they are wonderful). I saw a couple of people shovelling snow, and playfully throwing it on one another and laughing. And, seeing as how I was concentrating on the music I was listening to, not where I was going, and seeing as how I am rather scatterbrained, I was halfway to the grocery store before I realized I was heading in the wrong direction. I recall that I was listening to my favorite song on the tape. I love to listen to the backing vocals, which make one reflect on the beauty of the voice of the girl who is singing backups, until they get to the part where you can tell that are actually some miraculous sort of keyboard. Lovely. Anyway, I was so pleased with the tape, I really didn't mind, and I turned around and started heading to the post office. When I got there it was closed. Again, I really didn't mind. I returned back here, and that's where my story ends. /"\_/"\_/"\ Mick McMick/Sandcastle Records <<->> bp224996@ohiou.edu \ / Sandcastle Records Homepage: ICQ#5056758 | | http://www.geocities.com/SunsetStrip/Amphitheatre/4972/ | | "I am always wishing to make people | | in the world happy with my smiles." | | -Mr. Friendly +----------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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 +---+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" +---+ +-+ "the cardie wearing biscuit nibbling belle & sebastian list" +-+ +----------------------------------------------------------------------+