Sinister: If it were illegal / Would you love me like a beagle?
It has been a shameful week for us all. A decent man has been unfairly tormented by purveyors of smut and innuendo. He has been needlessly humiliated before a global audience, and the most intimate details of his life have become the stuff of prurient gossip. I refer, of course, to the minor kerfuffle over the painting which adorns my living room wall, henceforth to be known as the The boy in need of an arab strap. Now that the whole fiasco has died down, I can return to the list, and say just one thing: Peter, what on earth is a Strawberry and Chocolate Scenario? On second thoughts, maybe I really dont want to know. I followed funkysebs funkytip and watched that vampire nonsense on Channel 4 last night, to watch Miles getting chomped by bloodsuckers. It was complete tosh, but I learnt one thing: all vampires favour rollneck tops, to hide their exotic hickies. I am now eternally vigilant. And, strangely, there is one list member who has attempted to revive these garments, and is known to lurk in shrubbery and flowerbeds after dark. I suggest you take a gander at (http://www.majordomo.net/sinister/people/keithpissed.jpg) and think very carefully about going to Manchester this Xmas. My contribution to talking about Paul behind his back: everyone knows that Paul named his newts after characters in Whatever Happened to the Likely Lads?. But I bet you didnt know that this was no idle 1970s nostalgia: Paul is actually the illegitimate lovechild of tvs miseryboots, James Bolam! A quick bit of content: I was in our caff yesterday lunchtime, and a B&S tape was playing It snows up Barney Sumners nose, and two seperate people went up to the bar to ask who this fantastic band were. It fair warmed the cockles of my heart. Back to gossip and in-jokes: <ahem> So Farewell then, Hippo Hopkins. You were T!O!P! O!F! O!U!R! P!O!P!S! Your favourite artists were King Tubby, Ernest Tubbs and Buster Bloodvessel. We will all miss your ... ... ... ... Pinteresque pauses. Finally, the real deal. I mentioned last week I was preparing an exciting competition, and now it can be unveiled. Ive recently been delivered some new books by Ian McMillan, Simon Armitage and Glyn Maxwell, who some of you may remember from Saint Mark Radcliffes nighttime show a few years back. To win these fabulous prizes I thought I would put the your poetry muscles to the test, so I now announce MR TROUSERSS EXCITING SINISTER HAIKU COMPETITION. A haiku, as you all know, is composed of three lines of 5, 7 and 5 syllables. Your task is to write a haiku on some aspect of sinister life. It can be about the list: Tell us your fave bands! We are all fascinated! No, really we are. About the band: Feeling sinister? Heed the words of Stuart D: This is pish, Im off. Or it can be an in-joke to ingratiate yourself to the Dads Army of Sinister Old-timers Though he has no lips. The song snake does not feel sad. His tongue is superb. Send your entries to me privately. Points will be awarded to haiku that display a feeling for the form, ethereal use of language, and imaginative use of the phrase English Cock Cage. A special prizewinner will also receive a signed print of the painting from my front room. The winners will be announced on October 8, which, as you know, is National Poetry Day. Avanti! Trousers xxxxx PS: Londoners! There will be another Shinister Shindig at the Poetry Caff in Covent Garden next Friday, the 2nd of October. I will put details up on the Jeepster events page soon. +----------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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" +-+ +----------------------------------------------------------------------+
my mate kate (not adrian's kate, oh no...) came around today and gave me a packet of sweets. they were love hearts and they were lovely. She was stood at the door of my classroom and all the little smelly children were peering out at at her, and she was listening to a stereo type thang and she bunged an earpiece up to my shell-like and it was, tada! TWATTYBUS!! it was very strange... it was the first time i've actually thought that people who aren't like, sinister folks or people i've known as fans/obessives for the past couple of years are actually listening to B&S. I know it sounds dumb, but it was odd. Longevity; much as i like Arab Strap and Mogwai, i think the idea that they'll be of lasting significance in comparison to B&S is twaddle. Young Team was a good record but hardly made great progress from the stuff on the compilation, i forget it's name. They are, i feel, a band that many people name check, and say they love, but whose records these people will rarely actually play. i should know, i've been kind of guilty. Ditto Arab Strap, although maybe not in the 'i don't play their records' sense because i do, but i rarely play the second Lp because i don't think that, in hindsight, it's up to much. long term watchers will know that goes against my initial repsonses, but hey. It might be strange to say it, but i think Arab Strap might work best as a singles band... B&S on the other hand have so many facets, are so magical, have the all important It factor, and although i still kind of feel a lurking suspicion that they'll split up within a year, i'm sure that's not the case and they will be making records for millions of fans for many years to come. Not that i'll hear them of course because i'll have found (several) someone(s) new by then. No horrid gossip on the boy with the honey pot because, frankly, he's just too darn lovely. Trousers announces another competition! hurrah! it's a shame i'm shite with pomes. i just asked the duchess, who teaches english in our school, what her department is doing for national poetry day and her response? 'When's that then?' No wonder the educational standard of our young 'uns is so poor. missing Tim's not inconsiderable presence already, the duke -- 'all of our dreams are dying of overdoses' Tangents On-Line http://www.virtual-pc.com/tangent/ PO Box 102, Exeter, EX2 4YL, UK tangent@lineone.net +----------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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" +-+ +----------------------------------------------------------------------+
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