Afternoon All, Someone who's supposed to be a frenchy wrote:

As I am supposed to be a frenchy, I'd like to know who are these french singers that you like *so* much (except France Gall and Francoise Hardy). Any answer will be examined carefully.

Someone made me a tape with over 40 French (presumably) one-hit wonders from the 60s. Every song is great and I was going to rattle off the list of artists here. Just to show how knowledgeable and super cool and into obscure pop I am. But erm, that would be pathetic, so I won't. Maybe some nice French people on the list could recommend some cool 60s French pop for us though. That may be nice. Peter Miller wanted more smut. Well I went shopping with McTaggart for pyjamas at the weekend. It was more of a smut/sad old gits crossover scenario. But I did feel kind of 'dirty' afterwards. We also make a rather unnecessary detour through the ladies underwear section. Tag made some hilarious jokes about how if he was invisible he could sneak into the changing rooms and get up to all sorts of naughty mischief. I laughed and laughed he was so funny. He even said "jugs". Several times! Jugs. And Elisapet. Miller also requested "ink polaroids...of...McRagtag's triumphant re-entry unto DJ Land" Sadly nobody from Sinister turned up. Or if they did, they kept themselves to themselves. Even after young Tag waved his legs in the air from the stage so all and sundry could get a good look at his small feet. It was a roaring success however, so no doubt the little fella himself will proudly let you all know how wonderful he was in the not too distant. As a taster though, I can reveal that cleavage did figure prominently during the evening. Keith Watson mentioned "Gregory's Girl". Which is always a good thing to do. "Tek et awwfff." And Brummy-Scot Robert Malcom McTaggart with real ginger hair and everything suggested that The Duke may have been a goth!?? Well, I can throw a wee bit more light on this. Browsing through the grown-up pictures on the website at the weekend, a friend of mine, who used to live in London, did mention that she kind of maybe recognised The Duke as a friend of a friend who went to a Sister's concert at the Royal Albert Hall in 1988 or something. This wasn't enough to convince me though so I did try and corroborate the story by checking out "Young And Foolish" in Waterstones. Who knows, perhaps it should have really been called "Young and Stupid"? Unfortunately the woman in Waterstones had never heard of an author called the Duke. She hadn't heard of one called the Count either as it happens. And then they threw me out for turning tables around. Incidentally, you can't do that in the M&S in Manchester. They have big bouncers in beige uniforms who reward you with a kick in the teeth if you mess with the store displays. Anyway, I'm on the trail now. Sleuthingly Yours, John PS Can anyone tell me how to contact that Stlucy person. Gorgeous birds like her always go for losers like me. +----------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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" +-+ +----------------------------------------------------------------------+