Sinister: is it wrong not to always be glad?
the latest Dublin Sinister get together proved to be yet another evening of non-stop excitement. All three of Ms Christine Infanger, the fair lady Rener, and your humble correspondent went out and scoffed food before visiting Dublin's oldest public house where handily they had actually got some more beer in since they opened. and in a few weeks time, the fun is going to renew itself. Because you see, Mr The Pinefox is coming over to Dublin on the weekend of the 14th and 15th of June. I'm not quite sure which evening he is available for socialising as he has various other important things to attend to. But whichever night he is available, we are going to go to The Palace bar on Fleet Street (not the Palace on Camden Street where rugger buggers literally kick each other to literal death). As you know, this is the pub where various Irish literary figures used to drink, and we are going to sit Mr The Pinefox at the very seat Flann O'Brien used to sit at, unless it is already occupied. so, if you want to come along and have a good time, mail me offlist and we'll see what we can do. this will be a two cornered Sinister v. I-Love-Everything/Music all in chatfest, so it's important there is more of us than there is of them. I noticed from reading Sinister that some d-d fool has been badmouthing a concert appearence by popular Icelandic band Múm. I went to see the same outfit play some music here in Dublin, and I enjoyed it a lot. the twin sisters didn't like like the cover of FWGSDGSDGS anymore, and in fact barely looked like twins. One of them looked like she was very *shy* while the other looked kind of *mental*. of the boys, didn't one look a bit like Aaron from the Bowlie Boards? something for everyone, really. for all that the music was completely different they reminded me a bit of the first time I saw B&S - but the comparison is in Múm's favour because while like our heroes they were doing the swapping instruments thing (so that everyone played every instrument in the course of the evening) they were much better at it... no long between song gaps or people throwing tantrums and smashing their guitars. which reminds me of the news about how B&S are losing another member. I think this is bad news, and might be minded to mutter things like "the beginning of the end", particularly when combined with the news of Jeepster's apparent descent into stasis (interestingly, this has been much more discussed on the Bowlie Boards than here, despite Sinister's rep as the premier B&S forum). Ms Campbell may have had a weedy voice but she brought a certain something to the band and I think her departure will have more long term effect than that of Stuard David. But still, as Robert Jordan says, the wheel turns, and nothing continues unchanged. And the last time I saw B&S live (Belfast, Christmas) they didn't seem like a band on the brink of dissolution or terminal decline. so hope springs eternal. In a way, is the band not like a team of footballers who are a few players down and desperately trying to defend a one goal lead until the final whistle blows? I'd like to think that we are there on the side of the pitch, cheering them on. bless you all, the dirty vicar +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+
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