Sinister: Nah, he's been in the school orchestra for over a year

Robert McTaggart mctag at xxx.com
Sat Dec 12 22:05:51 GMT 1998


Sinisterines,

Some wry observations from the past few days:

Rabbits and clotted cream, what's that all about then?  Was it
supposed to be funny?  It wasn't.  It was a waste of my time.  Still,
there's a lot of it about.

WeeJay, has it occured to you that the reason that Keith and I always
have the same opinions is because we're both right?

More American bashing?  I'm not getting involved.  It was crap last
time and it's crap this time.

In case you haven't noticed, I'm crabby and I'm tired.  We had to wait
two hours for a cab in Manchester city centre last night, every single
fucking office party in the North West was finishing just as we
reached the front of the queue.

On a brighter note, we had, however, been to see the Pastels, which
softened the blow somewhat.  I do dearly love the Pastels.  I love the
fact that they can create something utterly poignant while sounding on
the verge of musically falling apart.  I like their Silver Jews cover.
I like Stephen's crap dancing.  They've got a new instrumental song
with flutes and fluttering guitars and it's quite the most beautiful
thing.  Also Goldmine, Manchester's legendaty soul shop has re-opened
in smart new premises.  It's called Beatin' Rhythm and it's full of
great records.  Today, I topped up my collection of Dead Boyfriend
ballads.  I would list every record I'd bought, but that would be
boring, wouldn't it?  Wouldn't it?

Seeing the Pastels got me thinking about school orchestras.  I wish
I'd joined one now, but I can play one finger piano and that's about
it.  I couldn't even play the recorder, like the spoilt kids who got
off freezing their goolies off on a football pitch during double games
did.  But where would we be without them?  The combination of a
teenage love of the Velvet Underground and a talent in the string
section seems to have come up trumps a few times.

Keith's conspiracy theory about the Melody Maker piece and the "mole"
amongst us was interesting considering the article was written by one
Ian WATSON.  No relation, I suppose?  I liked your post about Leith,
Keith.  Is that near Cowdenbeath, Keith?  Don't forget to brush your
teeth, Keith.  These and other poems are to be found in my new book,
"Juvenile and Foppish", which I'll be promoting at Paramount Book
Exchange in the near future.  Dandy Don John got me that, he's become
very pally with the guy who works there since he started satisfying
his appetite "specialist" vintage Danish magazines that they sell
there.

Beth, you'll be sadly missed, but I think I understand.

Love Tag xxx
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