Hello, I thought I'd say how I was enjoying reading the present discussion about crushes and the like. The "mystery girl"'s who you admire from afar for me are like daydreams which are very nice but never really ring true. It's not until you speak to a "crush" that the goosebumps tingle (much like when listening to LLPJ live at Bowlie on the radio yesterday, thanks to the Sleeka'd ones post I caught the end of it). As you start chatting you get a glimpse of something more than the way they look. Then you have a taste of a beauty inside as well as outside. That's the sort of crush that for me makes everything else seem unimportant. And if they were to be carrying around a roughed up copy of one of your favourite books and said they were reading it again because they loved it so much or they mentioned one of your favourite songs in passing I'd be a jibbering wreck for aeons. This isn't to say the next time you see them they won't lean over with breath smelling of coleslaw and talk about their passion for tupperware for hours but it would have been good while it lasted. Anyway, I'll stop here before I dye my hair pink and splatter my face with powder puff and become the new Barbara Cartland. Well I could have carried on and really written a load of old shit like our own Mr Ploppy-kins. Celebrity turds eh? Hasn't that already been done on Blankety Blank with the wacky turd always in the middle of the bottom row next to a Lorraine Chase type turd? Anyway, I'd also like to say hello to everyone at the London picnics this weekend they were a lot of fun. Hopefully I did enough to impress Jim and Trousers that I am worthy of a place in the Sinister footy team for All Tomorrow's Parties. I am presently available on a free transfer from the seemingly unpopular but ultimately successful Camera Obscura side. Thanks those there for forgiving my traitorous if glorious past. Also if anyone wants to meet up for the "random gig" by some band somewhere in London on Wednesday as mentioned in Jim's post yesterday you can mail me as I should be going too. Too much already, Te ra, Martin +----------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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" +-+ +----------------------------------------------------------------------+