I was reading about what robin wrote. I have to agree. The storytelling thing does: look like a cross between IYFS and FISHYFLAP; and it is Torytelling. Tell the tories what? to vote socialist? Its a shame, I'm sure it wasn't intended to look like that. And whoever had to design it, and then whoever approved it, mustn't have considered it, not like robin does, or me either. It mustn't have caught their eye like that. And now, and forever more, there will be a stock of records in HMV, and Virgin, and Fopp and Echo, and Missing and Avalanche and Our Price, with "Torytelling" written on it. I don't know how I feel about that. I'll buy it, but only so I can put it in sideways to my CD rack (CDs or vinyl- I dunno which to choose) and it won't show. unless they've done something similar on the side of it. My brother has got his first girlfriend, at 20. They've been seeing each other for a few months, but, he won't tell her he loves her becuase he wants to mean it. I told him to say it anyway. Never did me any harm. I've said I love you to countless chocolate bars, and not really meant it. Only to the Norwegian ones did I really mean it. Anyay, there is as always a point to my little ramblings. He was supposed to bring her over today, to meet us. Shes 16, and hes a very serious young man, my brother. He cleaned the house from top to bottom (oddly missing my room... I dunno, he could have been gracious enough to tidy it for me) and went out to whereever it is she lives, all spruced up like a spruced up spruce. And thn he called, and apparently shes not feeling well, and he doesn't think its fair to put her through the long journey from Glasgow to Livingston (poor ickle lamb). I bet shes faking it. Shes chickened out of meeting us. She could have popped an aspirin or something. If shes really ill, she could have called this morning and told him not to go over. What a chicken. And I had my pokemon cards all ready to do swopsies with her. My old boss was asking me and my pal at work (when I worked there) for some records to listen to, what the youth of today are into. So my pal gave him some records, heres some of the thoughts of a boss listening to it all for the first time. My pal sent me this by e mail to read, I thought you might like to see too. ********************************************** Hour of the bewilderbeast - Badly drawn boy - Dead brill this, though a trifle self indulgent at time - nice to hear a band that can play a range of music well rather than the same. Biggest bluest Hi-Fi - Camera Obscura - liked this nice and soft, pretty lyrics, she's got a bonny voice - what's wrong with melodies - anyway good easy listening with the occasional bit of bite, Lazy Sunday music. 3-6-9 secs of light B& S - I must be getting mushy in my old age but I like this semi acoustic mellow stuff - recommend me a CD please. Quiet is the new loud- kings of convenience. Liked this very mellow, clever lyrics and music was subtle at times very lovely. Dinner party music where the guests are mellow rather than putting the world to rights as well as general listening Peleton - the delgados - excellent really liked this. Your new favourite band - the hives - good old fashioned punk liked this although I think I may be getting past all this leaping about with diffused angry phase - though some of it's better then the original stuff that was about in the 70's. ************************** There was a whole load of other stuff too, but this is a sample. I saw a shooting star on Monday night, I made a wish but Stuart didn't come. Hmm. :-/ I've also come into a wee bit of money, after various sexual favours performed for gentleman callers. So i decided I'm going to put it into an ISA, then buy a wee car, and be the first prostitute who does house calls. only joking, I'm not a prostitute. I painted my bedroom the other day,a lovely shade of lilac. its really nice, all crisp and clean edges. I shoved all my rubbish under my bed Unfortunately, theres more rubbish than bedspace, so some of it pushes the matress up a bit. I fiure a copule of nights of hardcore sleeping should sort out that problem, and flatten it all nicely. I only put it there, becuase when by the time the paint dried and I could move all my furniture back, it was late, and I was tired and sweaty. it was fun painting. I wore an old t shirt and a sports bra, and a pair of too tight-ripped jeans, which are so old, they weren't even flared (i've been wearing flares since 1997) and the zip kept falling down on them. It was fun, I was a cross between Karate kid and Laurence Lewellyn Bowen. I had a sore wrist on Monday becuase f it.(honest, it *was* from painting). I got given this copy of Melody Maker from 1978, from the week of my birth, last summer. I was having a look through. I'm shocked to see ummer nights by grease was at number one when i popped out into the world. Seriously, if I give birth I'm keeping my legs crossed til something decent is in the charts at the time. I thought I'd tell you about the Meoldy Maker in 1978, for those of you, like me, who didn't know it then. it cost 15p, (75 cents in the US) and on the cover of this one, theres an article about Paul McCartney, the Clash, and Clapton doing a tour and an LP. Paralell Lines by Blondie cost you �3.49. On the front cover there was a promise of an article, which reads "'A LITTLE BIT KITSCH...BUT ICE COLD' It was America in the Fifties and Britain in the Sixties- could Germany be taking control of popular music as the Seventies draw to a close? Christopher Petit takes the Trans-Europe Express into the heart of the man machine... (p39)" The letters age was a giggle. "I am growing increasingly weary of tales of rock extravagance. Not so much the ludicrous promotional excesses of the companies, although I would be very interested to know how much the advertising budgets add to the cost of records I buy (incluing the less commercial records which the companies promote badly in order to concerntrate on the obvious platinum sellers); capitalism in action has never been a pleassant spectacle, and I expect the worst. N, what annoys me more are the antics of th musicians, who find themselvessuddenly wealthy and seem unable to think of anything to do with their money except waste it. Ine of the mot depressing quotes of recent months came from The Clash, who had apprently been busy emulating the boring old farts and smashing up hotel rooms, thinking that the record companies paid for the damage. Lets spell it out for them, shall we ? if CBS had paid, they would have taken the money from the fans in higher ticket prices" and so on and so forth. I thought in the 70's, everyone was a punk, who didn't bother too much about keeping hotel bedrooms neat and tidy? the chappie went onto write further "the fans do have a right to expect that the money which they give to musicians is used to ensure that the fans get as good a deal as possible in the price and quality of concerts and albums". anyway, I thought I'd leave you with those cheery glimpses into life before 1979. ;) Love, gropes idles xx ===== http://groups.yahoo.com/group/corduroysmoke/ starting playground gossip and passing notes __________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Yahoo! Tax Center - online filing with TurboTax http://taxes.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. 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