I've had about three hours and a half hours sleep and i really shouldn't be awake right now, so forgive me these ramblings.... Firstly, who was it talking about Idlewild? I missed them at the Garage last night because SOMEONE (a big mean bouncer) had the genius-like idea of making all the people on the guest list queue for over an hour and letting eveyone else with tickets straight through. (Does anyone know if they were any good?) "Bollox, " me thought after only catching the last two minutes of their set. but all was not lost, Glitterbox were there to save my night - how danmed goood are they? they completely surpassed the headliners, Midget, the Geen-Day-esque rockers, who were alright. They best thing they did was a cover version of "Daydream Believer" ( aahh, sigh) which started off really quiet and then proceeded to burst your right ear-drum. But, me and my friends decided that they'ld get even better, just as soon as they hit puberty... the crowd was just mental - i mean one of the best/worst mosh pits (delete as applicable) i've ever seen in me life. i love watching the crowd-surfers' little antics, as almost a subplot to the main action on-stage. There was this one kid who after many foiled attempts to outwit these two big, mean bouncers, finally made it on to the stage: and for one proud moment of magnificence, stood victorious in front of the drum kit, surveying this swirming mass of sweaty bodies he'd just conquered and then gave this triumphant little shake of the fist. he glanced over his shoulder, saw the big bastard bouncer coming towards him, and with split second thinking, cheekily sky-dived back into the crowd before they could get to him. They were well pissed off. And here's another little personal anecdote which, with my usual skill for these things, has bugger all relevance. It's especially for you, Genevieve, just to make you squeal in jealousy, concernant Monsieur Crispine 'unt: One of my mad friends bumped into him at Chelmsford 96 and since the Longpigs happened to be her favourite band of all time, talked to him for a bit. After she said something, he looked down at her, took her hands, and then kissed them both... one, two, three, aaaah.... aah! what it is to be a young, mad, beautiful thing. I mean, he acts so damn sarcky, but y'know, if you could just pierce that, he is just a great big ole romantic teddy-bear. You jealous now Genevieve? Love+hugs, Yaz xx p.s. david, what you said was really cool. "Now we know where were going We can lay back and enjoy the ride.... Drowning our senses...(no, i'm not trying to be poetic, i've just forgotten the words) ----------------------------------------------------------------------- . This message was brought to you by the Sinister mailing list. . To send to the list please mail "sinister@majordomo.net". . For subscribing, unsubscribing and other list information please see . http://www.majordomo.net/sinister . For questions about how the list works mail owner-sinister@majordomo.net . We're all happy bunnies humming happy bunny tunes. Aren't we? -----------------------------------------------------------------------