David Moore sent quite the huge pile of stuff:

& the punk ones. This involved blue stack-heeled boots (& plenty of twisted ankles), purple brushed denim flared jeans, & my mate Glenda making me up with lots of mascara & eye shadow.

Oh oh oh, Mr MOORE! Have you any photos? Send them along RIGHT NOW to the sinisterine gallery... Enquiring Minds Want to Know. Well, I suspected you were hiding something under that natty suit and tie in London... as we all are, David :) In the attic I have a box of... oh nevermind :) Wouldn't it be nice to see some photos of Tim P!O!Pkins back... oh, 8 or 10 or 12 years? I can't imagine.... Now, I can see Keith as a wee boy in a ruffly edwardian shirt and hip-hugging bell-bottoms, windmilling his air guitar and diving into his little plastic wading pool which he's filled with gelatin sugar... the family's broken television set there next to it on the lawn. But Tim? Would it be him done up in his dreadlocks and little rompers with the red,green,black and yellow Heile Selassie portrait woven in, tending his little garden of ganja plants? Perhaps his parents' home movies, with his mum saying, "And this is our little mon, Tim, eating a cheese sandwich.... No mon-nie -- don't cry?"

some new Star Wars Lego for Fathers Day, complete with a little cloaked bloke clutching a light sabre.

I've never seen a Star Wars film all the way through... but I DID get a light sabre with a gyroscope in the handle... you push the button and the sabre part glows... the whole thing makes a sort of revving / whirring noise and it sort of moves on its own when you swing it... now that I think, it's kind of like a state of the art sci-fi sex toy for Amazons... did they have them in the films? in favour of stepping out with Sally to see Courtney

Love's Hole in Brixton. Hotpants are coming back: the off the wall bass-player's were leather, I think, to match the F.M. boots, & Ms Love's were more like a big pink glittery nappy than anything else. B&S content? she also sported a pair of fairy wings. An experience.

I went to see Hole ... oh, about 4 or 5 years ago, under duress... and I must say, Courtney was brilliant for what she was. She took the stage in a ratty thrift store dress that looked like she'd been doing things you'd rather not know about in, slung her guitar low on her pelvis, hiked up the dress and put her foot up on the monitor, showing the crowd of testosterone driven teenaged boys her panties... and then she played a hard-driving set that drove them wild. She finished by diving into the crowd of lads... lotta guts, that woman. At first I thought, "how ridiculous, or insane" but then I realized she was doing EXACTLY what she meant to do, and she was in complete control of her persona at the time. Lotta balls, that Courtney, and more power to her, whether one likes the music or not. Sometimes it's great to just entertain / be entertained. (Shut up, Hopkins, I believe you've lost some credibility -- we all KNOW you bought the Paul Kantner memorial stool, the one preserved in the lava lamp. It was posted to alt.MethinksYouDothProtestTooMuch) (In that box in the attic... one pair of suede hotpants, and one pair of crocheted ones...down at the bottom, under the mirror dresses....)

Isobel. I don't know her well enough to comment on her temperature, as I've only seen her 6 times, 5 of which during gigs. I can see that it might be possible for someone to gain the impression that she's a spoilt little madam who likes to be the centre of attention, but perhaps its best not to base a judgement on such limited experience.

Have to agree here... I've seen 6 gigs as well (would have been 7 if not for that fateful Philly thing) and began by thinking she was shy then moved on to thinking she's just pouty and rather self-centered and perhaps working on an "image." Nothing wrong with that, if you like the image, but I've been tempted to act the mom and say, "Wipe that pout off your face young lady, before it gets stuck like that. Then you'll be sorry." Apparently she's said she thinks Americans hate her -- but it's a big country and I don't think everyone does -- and she didn't look any happier on stage on her home turf, or closer to it. But, she might be perfectly nice and sweet in the real world, with her friends and her trees. Warm even. I saw her dressed like a little cowgirl once... it was slightly more endearing than the kittycat ears :) Last night I saw Marine Research... they were wonderful. And I did think, partway through, that Amelia was the "real" thing and Miss Isobel could take some lessons. I did. But again, who can tell from gigs, eh? Am I the only one (I usually am...) but does Harvey Williams, just how he looks when he's sitting or standing there, put anyone else in mind of Stuart M? Sorta. Oh, nevermind. Miss Starry said, a few days back, that she wouldn't be a very good advice columnist... I disagree, and think everyone should send her their problems and get a dose of her "tough love" advice :) Her mix of rude words and exotic cocktail recipes should straighten out even the saddest and most forlorn amonst the thousands. Not to mention her Japanese minimalist trash bin home decor hints. Oh, and I was wrong awhile back, about the Hefner single -- it wasn't a "new" single, it was their first single, that Stuart plays organ on. But maybe I've already been corrected. God, couldn't I be doing something more productive with a day off? "Yes," you say. So, I'm going to set off some fireworks to celebrate our independence from the mother country. A day late, but what the hey. --michele +----------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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" +-+ +-+ "jelly-filled danishes" +-+ +----------------------------------------------------------------------+