unsubscribe sinister only joking, of course. <adopts big sean voice> it'sh the antisheptic esshence! Right, i'm still working on the judy and the dream of horses screen saver. Oh, alright i've done nothing about it cos i'm a lazy peasle. I'll finish it tonight, ok dokay? I'm going to marry Sarah Martin. She wrote to me yesterday. She's mine, you here? MINE! you see? MINE! comprende? MINE! I had a B&S dream last week but i decided it would be for the best if i didn't tell anyone. But now, I have decided what the hell, I have no friends anyway. My Dream Of B&S - The Song Snake =========================== I dreamt i was watching television. Does this illustrate how lonely i am to dream of watching television? Pity me. EX-S came on which is a scottish arts program. This week it was about B&S. "Jings", i thought in my dream thought voice, "my favourite". It started with Stuart David walking down the Street on the way to Stuart Murdochs house. And he was talking in a Dennis Leary way to the camera going "i love glasgow it's brilliant and the people are fuckin magic" things like that. At he turned up at SM's house who apparently lives in number 12, Partick. So SM lets us in and he goes "i'm going to get a new song". And I go "how do you *get* a new song" cos i'm now in the room cos it's my dream. And he says "I *get* them from the song snake". And i say "whatever is the song snake" and he says "hold on and you'll see". SM then proceeded to open a cupboard. Inside was a snake, about a foot high wearing a really smart white suit sort of like bryan ferry. He was holding a fag in his wee snakey hands. This was the song snake the "coolest cold-blooded crooner" on the planet. The song snake proceeded to sing a song called "if i only had lips, then i could kiss you" which i swear is the best song i have ever heard in my life. It got better when the wall in SM's house disapeared to reveal the Blues Brothers band in their Minnie the Moocher togs and the song snake done some magic break-dancing. After the song was finished SM went "i think i've got it" and proceeded to sing the song in a girly manner with no backing at all. It sounded friggen awful. The song snake said "Kid, you got it". Then i woke up with a woody. christopher alexander leonard Bsc(Hons) ----------------------------------------------------------------------- . 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? -----------------------------------------------------------------------
Words fail me and tears stream down my face at Chris Mathis Leonard's ridiculous and deeply telling dream world. Sometime ask him about his other dreams in private - he has much to tell. No, actually, don't. Song snake? I mean. Any dream with a snake in it is pretty clear no matter what colour his suit is. John Johnston CT (uh?) mentioned ee cummings. Uh oh, that's four of us now on Sinister who love little eec - let's try a few more cultural grenades - Dylan Thomas anyone? Stanley Spencer? Jorge Luis Borges? Oh alright then, Hugh Lloyd (as seen last night on Channels 4s Hancock thingy)? That's me. Cheering up cos the list's cheering up. Honey xxx -- Thank you for not discussing the outside world. ----------------------------------------------------------------------- . 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? -----------------------------------------------------------------------
On Tue, 3 Feb 1998, Honey wrote:
John Johnston CT (uh?) mentioned ee cummings. Uh oh, that's four of us now on Sinister who love little eec - let's try a few more cultural grenades - Dylan Thomas anyone? Stanley Spencer? Jorge Luis Borges? Oh
Hands up here on Dylan Thomas. Does that make me uncool now? I have no idea these days...it's funny how his name pops up like this as I've recently been rediscovering his work due to a project I'm engaged in at work that's tangentially related. I hadn't really read any of his stuff since high school, though it's probably good to take a break for awhile since my own responses to life have changed. And now, (this being my first post to Sinister after months of mimicking my real life personality by sitting in the corner and listening rather than participating), the B&S connection, with Dylan Thomas that is, at least in terms of how the things you absorb influence your reactions to them. In one of the things I was reading there was a reference to the difficulty of successfully realizing "Under Milk Wood" lying in the need to create a "web of sound" with the voices, so that the rhythms and tones of the speech culminate in an overall effect that envelopes the audience. It seems to me that this could be an interesting distinction to make in terms of, er, "rock" and "pop" music. Much has been said and done regarding the "wall of sound", to the point where it's taken for granted in many instances. One of the things that I find refreshing about B&S is the way the arrangements of what are essentially quite simple songs create a (and I don't think this is really that great a term) "web of sound" - the instruments compliment and enhance each other in a way that is *subtle* and fluid...in fact, I've seen references to the way B&S songs build into these great big orchestrations throughout a song, but I don't really think that's always the case. Take "A Century of Elvis", for example. That song has such a wonderful momentum throughout it, right from the start, that twists and spirals behind the irregular pattern of natural speech, always moving forward but not in a way that manipulates you into the big ending, the payoff - instead, there's a point towards the end where the separate violin and guitar lines converge onto the same note right before the lines about how "me and wee pam came to live there", and suddenly there's this moment like an intake of breath, where the story moves from the description of an eccentric character to a more personal story about two people and their life, and the music keeps the pace and doesn't overwhelm the occassion, it's intimate and fleeting, but captured in a way that makes it resonate... Somehow this *does* relate to the starting point of Dylan Thomas, but probably in a way that doesn't come across well here...oh well, I tried. Speaking of cultural grenades, someone recently mentioned Sylvia Plath's name on this list...anyone have a reaction to Ted Hughes' new book? Over here in the States it's not quite the "event" it seems to be in the UK, or am I mistaken? Has there been much reaction at all? take care, Greg ----------------------------------------------------------------------- . 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? -----------------------------------------------------------------------
John Johnston CT (uh?) mentioned ee cummings. Uh oh, that's four of us now on Sinister who love little eec - let's try a few more cultural grenades - Dylan Thomas anyone? Stanley Spencer? Jorge Luis Borges? Oh alright then, Hugh Lloyd (as seen last night on Channels 4s Hancock thingy)?
ok: tho this migth be dull.... cummings (obviously) borges - labyrinths milan kundera - the unbearable lightness of being laughter and forgetting martin amis - london fields paul auster - new york trilogy j.d. salinger enough for the moment. read a book. love, amh
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On Wed, 4 Feb 1998, A.M. Horne wrote:
John Johnston CT (uh?) mentioned ee cummings. Uh oh, that's four of us now on Sinister who love little eec - let's try a few more cultural grenades - Dylan Thomas anyone? Stanley Spencer? Jorge Luis Borges? Oh alright then, Hugh Lloyd (as seen last night on Channels 4s Hancock thingy)?
ok: tho this migth be dull....
cummings (obviously)
yes yes oh yes - hmmm, spotted the complete ee cummings in waterstones yesterday... looks lovely but a fair investment at £35 or so... should i or shouldn't i??... i don't know.
j.d. salinger
wonderful wonderful books - love them all
enough for the moment.
read a book.
okay then - haven't posted a message to the list for aeons, so i'll just give my tuppence worth then fade into obscurity once more i did a search for 'belle and sebastian' on the internet the other day, and was bemused to discover which words the computer came up with as alternatives to make the search more specific... okay, so 'johann', and 'bach' - fair enough, after all, when searching for a composer, everyone would choose their middle name to search for. hmm, not conviced BUT, why oh why does this bizarre machine come up with 'glade', 'beast', 'saludo', 'epoque', and 'gingivitis'... yes, GINGIVITIS... since when has gum disease had anything to do with our favourite band. sorry, that just amused me time to grovel: could some kind generous person please do me a copy of the Radio Scotland programme that b&s did over christmas, the one with 'loneliness of the middle distance runner' on it and all - now that's a fantastic book, the loneliness of the long distance runner and all you people with sky - i'm jealous, very jealous i've never seen a b&s video... hmph can i be arsed to come to covent garden?? hmmm, i don't know. maybe all this talk of picnics and sleeping under the stars wrapped up in blankets is lovely - roll on summer i say, and days in the park with nothing to do but sit under trees watching the sky - it's a bit cold now to do that though... :( someone was talking about converting people a while back, can't remember who... i'm rather proud of myself, as i've managed to get about, err, <counts on fingers> 1,2,3,4... oh i don't know, but definitely over 10, people hooked onto the alluring sound of belle and sebastian. and that includes my cat, and pot plants... whoops, given the game away now. ah well, got to go - this has rambled on far far too long love and hugs rob xxx ----------------------------------------------------------------------- . 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? -----------------------------------------------------------------------
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A.M. Horne -
Chris Leonard -
Gregory John Prickman -
Honey -
The loneliness of the middle-distance runner