When I found out certain types north of the border have been calling me Miss Asbestos Liver, a shiver went down my spine. How on earth will I be able to uphold such a reputation when I arrive in Glasgow in little over two weeks time? I mean, they're Scots. They drink. Lots. Except Jason 'Mark 'n' Lard' Andreas, but he's the exception that proves the rule. Lordy lordy, I thought to myself, I'd better get in training. What I need is a twelve-hour drinking session and lo! My diary told me it would be Scalarama on Saturday and thus the perfect opportunity was provided. Having mentioned Scots, it would probably be wise to gloss over the part of the afternoon that involved Germans, a muddy pitch and Kevin Keegan. I should have concentrated harder on Tompaulin. Baxendale were D!I!S!C!O! and P!O!P! and T!O!P! D!E!C!K! They weren't on for long enough though. The rest of the time I think I probably danced but, um, I'm not sure. There were lots of messages on my phone the next day that I couldn't remember getting. I do remember that it was Erica's birthday - she's now a Legal Girl - and she was wearing a very pretty dress. HB, Erica. Those of us that were the True Fans went on to see V-Twin at Blow Up! Mark C was full of good intentions, but lasted all of half an hour and went home before the band came on - pah! Father and daughter Moore, Chris Brown, Sophie (and friend) and myself were all down the front and DM has given a better description than I ever could because, well, memory doesn't serve. The realisation suddenly dawns that I'm writing a fairly lengthy post about something I can't remember much of. Plough on, plough on... I can remember thinking it was a good thing the singer's mic wasn't switched on. He looked like he was wailing a bit. His hat was nice though, a bit like the ones that I've seen lots of Jewish people wearing round Stoke Newington for Yom Kippur. Big and brown and furry. I hardly recognised Stevie, the old scruff. I don't know what's happened to his sharp suits, but a baggy old pair of bell-bottoms is a bit of a let-down. Smarten up, boy! As previously mentioned, Isobel looked simply divine. I was well-behaved and didn't stalk any of them, unlike some people. So, in the end I made it through from 2.30pm to 2.30am, ruined my red mary janes and gave myself a bit of a headache but I didn't fall on my arse, which is something I suppose. Chris Brown deserves much acclaim for being the only other ROCK person to match my drinking and dancing for the full twelve hours. Glaswegians, are you ready for me? In other news... Colleen deserves props for saying

FARGING

as does John Maxwell, for dreaming about dancing daisies. Dancing daisies! David Moore (who I've mentioned enough already in this post, but what the heck) said cover versions (?) of Like A Rolling

Stone & I'm Waiting For The Man by soul singers trying to sound like Mick Jagger.

which I thought was strange because on a tree of inspiration, I'd have Mick a bit lower down than your soul singers - wasn't he a wannabe R&B boy? Andrew 'Capital H' CHurchman said I wanted all

you out there to know that I'm putting on a show on Sun. Oct. 22 its the Softies, Mirah, and Microphones. It'll be at the Manaquan Womens Club, 62 Main St., Manasquan, New Jersey. It starts at 7:00 and will be a lot of fun!

Would you please tie Mirah to a chair and tickle her with a feather duster until she agrees to come over and sing something sweetly in London? Ta. Paul Arathoon mentioned Orlando. They weren't a complete pile of toss, Paul. They did one fantastic, tremedous, amazing, wonderful pop song. The rest was toss though. And finally, I think Mark should invite Pauline Shivers to get up on the stage at the next Tigermilking. I'm sure she'd give a floorshaking performance. According to this website, she sounds expensive, but she's really quite cheap, hehe. http://my.genie.co.uk/mommas/audio.htm Juicy Lucy __________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Get Yahoo! Mail - Free email you can access from anywhere! http://mail.yahoo.com/ +----------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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 +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "peculiarly deranged fanbase" "frighteningly named +-+ +-+ Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +----------------------------------------------------------------------+