Sinister: see you all in september then...

[Tjonrr at xxx.com]

well i spent the whole weekend avoiding anyone who might have been on this 
list. i cant appear in public, it would spoil the myth. sort of like kiss 
appearing without their make up.

while we were still queing to get in i passed up the perfect oppurtunity to 
insult a well respected elder statesman of the glasgow indierock fraternity. 
actually thats a lie, it was duglas out the bmx bandits. he complemented me 
on my shirt and i was going to make some withering remark about his blue 
bluecoat coat but i was in a christian mood so i didnt. couse, that was 
before his cameraman insisted on spending five minutes doing all manner of 
close ups and long shots and so forth of my badges while i had to stand there 
like a muppet.
then we get inside and theyre selling stacks of selfsame shirts and selfsame 
badges. the irony was entirely lost on me and had to be explained by a 
student.

just to put a downer on the whole thing can i just say how shit ladybug 
transistor were. i sat through the whole set, not wanting to relenquish my 
front row spot (in just the right position to be looked down on by stevie 
jackson in an aloof way). let me illustrate my thoughts with a wee allegory:
when i was in primary school, i once thought it would be a good idea to 
create a wonderful new colour by mixing together all the paints in the class 
(and therefore, from my seven year olds perspective, all the colours in the 
world). imagine my dismay when it came out peagreen, officially the most 
boring colour in the world. i think i (cue wonderyearsesque freezeframe and 
voiceover) learnt a valuable lesson that day...
anyway, to jolt you all back into the present, ladybug transistor obviously 
never learnt that lesson at an early age, presumably being too selfconciously 
arty to bother. you see (bear with me, this is going somewhere) just because 
you take a load of great elements from a load of great bands, doesnt 
necesarrily make you a great band yourself. it just makes you peagreen.
there you go, ive just took three paragraphs to explain what could have been 
summed up in two words. the second one is "wank".

in response to what someone has just wrote, id like to apologise for 
referring to the peolpe sat playing B+S tunes as hippies while we were 
playing football. as in "just stomp them, theyre only hippies" when the two 
lesuire pursuits accidentally intersected. it wasnt the music i objected to, 
just the basic concept of sitting in a circle with an acoustic guitar and a 
tambourine. at least there was no campfire in the middle. then the fascist 
bullyboy security told us to stop, they had had complaints from nearby 
residents about  the noise from the football, but never mentioned the music, 
so thats karma for you.
 we moved on to the most boring party in the world- swedish people sat around 
being sophisticated. the futility of human existence encapsulated in one room.
i was really paranoid at about this point because all day random people kept 
talking to me about billy bragg. it wasnt till the next morning someone 
pointed out it may have had something to do with the bragg/guthrie shirt i 
had been wearing.

i got one of those two and a half days etc badges as well, and ive only just 
discovered where its from in the nme this morning.

i was going to mention the stuff about the rabbit and the stuff about the 
seagulls, but it seems a bit cruel in retrospect, so ill just finish here and 
keep my reputation as a friend of all gods little creatures.
                                              from tjohn
shit, i forgot to mention the belle and sebastian set. well, that must be 
what church is like for religious people. in fact at some point towards the 
end of that set my left shin started bleeding for no reason. someone said it 
was stigmata and that meant i was jesus, but i just contented myself with a 
few random blessings and a goods night sleep.
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