I went out after work the other night for some kids leaving do. Went to pub, followed by what I thought was gonna be some pretenious club up Old Street. I got excited when I saw some bands stuff set up though, and I almost exploded when I realised I had stumbled into a Trembling Blue Stars gig. But they were only the supporting act to a tramp singing Dylan at Kings Cross. Unfortunately, I went to see Lowgold on Friday. Never heard anything by them but my mates reckoned they were good, so I went along. I imagined they were gonna be a boring Travis-Coldplay-Starsailor-New Starsailor type of thing; and they were. (Was that good semi-colon work-I never use them normally?) More upsetting than Lowgold though was my experiences at the "indie" club collide-a-scope. The kids all went wild when L*mp Bi*kit's Rollin was on, but reacted with indifference to the Boy with the Arab Strap. I would have been in tears if I hadn't been so hyper after drinking Samuel Smiths D-Pils all night. This is the drink of the Gods. Any of you that are in York, go to the Handsome Cab for the full D-Pils effect: pipes, alchies and lots of banter. +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister@missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo@missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+