Sinister: Belle's 5th Letter to the Sebastians, 34:44

[Michael Ashbridge]

So after an impatient visit to Belfast's HMV (many thanks to those who did the 
el-cheapo leg-work for me), I got home last night with a copy of TORI SPELLING 
in my sweaty palms. I managed to hold off the first play until I'd watched The 
Italian Job, and was very impressed with my own self-discipline. Hurrah for 
silly car chases. 

Quite soundtracky, mm hm. The theme running through the instrumental pieces is 
extremely emotive, very catchy. I've been whistling Consuelo Leavng all through 
the Eng-Arg match, while the rest of the lab screamed for Eng-er-lund to do 
something in the second half other than defend. Madmen, all of them. 

And it also happens to be 34:44 long, which, although short, is almost 
precisely the amount of time it takes to clear up the kitchen after dinner and 
make a cup of tea. Very handy. Music to wash dishes by. 

Very prescient of Chu to notice the Mavericks sneaking in with Wandering Alone. 
My own observation is that the chords opening Black and White Unite are exactly 
the same as the opening bars of that other modern classic, Postman Pat. True 
story. Sing along. All it needs is the baseline. 

Re Mr Casarotto's last post: it's interesting to me that these forced and 
repeated assertions of being "shy" are applied, willingly, with exactly the 
same sense of studied self-obsession that the nu-metal kids display when they 
make their own labels. Perhaps it's just me misjudging some of the younger 
listees, but it seems being "twee" is just another fashion-choice for kids, and 
not, as I'd thought, an unconscious reaction to one's environment or peers. 

Mind you, I'm speaking as one who threw out a completely threadbare TWEE AS 
FUCK t-shirt somewhere back in the early 90s when The Field Mice were engaged 
in a pitched battle with Felt for my attention. But there was a point to that, 
then. Or so I think. 

It continues to be an eye-opener, this sinister experience. Soon, if I read the 
portents correctly, I may even be meeting one of your number. I hope I'm 
forgiven if I prove to be unbearably shy in person...



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