Hello you lovely bunch of people. I'm back from America lighter of pocket and heavier of CD collection. I also remembered how tequila never gives me a hangover and took full advantage of this fact - huzzah! Having spent the morning reading every single email in my inbox (phew!) I feel a need to post coming on. Somewhere in the midst of all the posts I read today, somebody mentioned the Blessed Sebastian and then Neil talked about St Sebastian. Sebastian is without a doubt my favourite saint. In paintings, he always looks pale and skinny and waifish, with his eyes cast skywards in classic indieboy pose and there's something strangely alluring in the way he bears the pain of all those arrows sticking into his ribs. My favourite arrow is the one sticking into his thigh, though. Rrrrraouw! Is it allowed to fancy saints, or is this what you'd call an unclean thought? Speaking of violent deaths and the like, has anyone seen that Fear programme on MTV? Saturday's episode took place in a deserted cement factory where there were tons of accidents in the eighties - things like a kiln being switched on while there were people inspecting the interior and a metal walkway collapsing while there were people on it. There have been loads of reports of paranormal activity since, so MTV decided to send half a dozen foolhardy youngsters there with video cameras on Friday 13th, during a full moon, and set them each a challenge (walk up the inside of the kiln, retrieve a piece of paper to prove you did it, report any paranormal activity, hear voices, feel presences, scream your little lungs out etc.) I curled up under the covers in my hotel room, watching from behind the pillow clutched to my trembling bosom and tried not to get the willies. In the end, though, I just had to switch off after they sent a kid to the top of a 350 foot ramp with only the full moon lighting his path and told him to re-enact the suicide of the factory owner by sticking his head through a noose attached to a big concrete block and then kicking said block over the 350 foot drop to the floor. They didn't tell him that the rope was longer than 350 feet. I suppose poor taste is to be expected of MTV, but that was really something. And what were they offering in return for successful completion of this challenge? Five thousand measly dollars. I mean, hang on (boom boom), is it really worth it? I'm not sure I could do that for any amount of money. I was completely unsuccessful in my attempts at willies prevention and now I can't even shut my eyes while I wash my hair in case something comes up from behind and grabs me. Yikes! Did Bono really talk about humility when he won his grammy? Fuck off, you bloated old sloth in leather kecks, you. I think that's all I have to say for now. Oh no, wait a minute, one more thing. Bloody hell, blast and buggery I wish I was at Glasgow University, et cetera. Juicy Lucy __________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Get email at your own domain with Yahoo! Mail. http://personal.mail.yahoo.com/ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+