Devoid of scary witches, true love, and (female) wanking, my first matin out of the nursery was proving decidely un-Sinister, until I tempted fate and boarded public transport. Woken from my slumber at Salford Crescent, the walkman had turned itself up v v v loud indeed, but the cynical news reports and racing tips had been magically ousted by lovely chiming guitars. Convinced that I was telepathically receiving new B&S, it was a little disappointing when Bob Dylan started singing. Would it be wrong to assume that Stevie has heard / likes v much 'Stuck Inside of Mobile w/ the memphis Blues Again?? The very next record was another B&S rip-off: 'Coney Island' by Van Morrison. Carbon copy of some stuff off the looper elpee, but with hideous belfast accent. Van's kinda sweet, no? specially the one on his last album that sounded like the tune from 'Pigeon Street'. Strangely, I hadn't been listening to Kiss Fm, or the mighty WISH 102.4 ("broadcasting to West houghton, Lowton and Parbold"), but Desert Island discs with Rick 'Seymour' Stein , the fish guy off the telly. Just time to heartily recommend C4's repeats of 'West Heath Yard' to recommend to brit listees with a craving for Edwyn Collins on splendidly catty form. Altogether now: 'They could be the Next Gay Dad!' bye joex +----------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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" +-+ +----------------------------------------------------------------------+