This whole Section 28 thingy is depressing me. But that doesn't mean I'm going to become profound, unfortunately. However since every argument from the catholic church is based on God's existence, an idea which I find patently absurd, there's no point in me saying anything. Apart from that whatever people do in their own bedrooms is NONE OF MY BLOODY BUSINESS. They could be playing with their model train sets for all I care. Now THAT could make for interesting sex. Train goes in the tunnel.....sorry. Choo-choo! Onto to happier things. Like Vic GODard, who was quite literally genius on a stick when I saw him at the weekend. Which made up for the fact that I had to go by myself, since certain soapboxers thought it wasn't worth 5 quid. No Stool Pidgeon, but we can't have everything we want, can we children? Else we'll go blind, I think. Or is that just wanking? Even The Nectarine No 9 sounded pretty good, after I'd almost dismissed them as boring art-wank. Which they are a bit, still. But not as much. Still, not quite as good as last year's "Kool Katz & Krazee Cittens" festival in Glasgow, when I saw Home Economics support The Apprentice Badgers. Pure Class. If anyone hasn't got The 'Badgers second album, 'Bitter Suites and Salty Settees', go out and get it now. It's on Ekoja records and it's fab. Ian:

so...down to business....alasdair, get your kecks down and bend over!

Lovely Ian, you know that if I fancied boys you'd be the first on my list, but like Popeye before me, I yam what I yam. You'll just have to make do with a kiss the next time I see you. Please shave though, I don't like stubble. Martin and Arantxa moaned about their best years being behind them. Blimey, given how gorgeous they are now, their younger selves must have stopped traffic! Which is something I often do, but only if there's money in the middle of the road. Which there is, if the Barenaked Ladies are anything to go by. Also, I think Owen is just making this stuff up now to keep his reputation going. The boy must be red raw! "He wants to remember things exactly as he left them on that Sunday night." I was listening to the B&S Bowlie set again last night, something I haven't done for ages. I'd advise anyone who was there and has a copy of it to give it another listen and let them memories come a flood flood flooding back. I'm a little sad that we may never hear Winter Wooskie again, cos I really love that song. Even Paper Boat sounded quite good in context ("I think we're gonna see the sun/ I think we're gonna have some fun"). And how come I have managed to miss until now StuM shouting "FUCKING HIT ME!" near the end of LLPJ? Or is that not what he says at all? I want to be back there now, cos I'm bored. But hey ho, only 7 weeks until the next one. Genevieve:

I prefer stubble to tigers-ears.

I prefer Tiger-ears, especially when pretty girls are wearing them. And when I'm wearing them. As I've already said, stubble is bad. I never use Stage-Coach buses, only First Bus ones. Aren't I grate? Don't answer that. Sorry this has been a bit shit, I'm having to rush off. There's probably loads of hilarious errors which you can laugh at as I don't have time to check. Bye. Alasdair xx +----------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the undead 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 +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "tech-heads and students" +-+ +-+ "the cardie wearing biscuit nibbling belle & sebastian list" +-+ +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +----------------------------------------------------------------------+