From rabidpenguin at xxx.com Tue Jul 1 18:07:41 2003 From: rabidpenguin at xxx.com (s. lord) Date: Tue, 01 Jul 2003 12:07:41 -0500 Subject: Sinister: cussing just to waste time Message-ID: my inbox hasn't been quite so full lately - usually i can count on atleast three sinister posts a day or something closely resembling that - but lately it has gotten quiet - perhaps it is the sign of life in the form of new shows that has fellow sinisterines spending more time at their jobs trying to make that last minute dollar to spend on gas, airfare or lodging - whatever the case it has become quite - so i decided to post - not really that i have much to speak about - or really anything that people will be interested in - but i figured - i might as well - i have a few hours to waste before i go to work and deal with my kids - so i might as well spend them pleasantly - so i guess i should talk about my new problem with profanity so i got a new job - i graduated in may - *yea for me i rock* - and now i have a job working as a counselor for trouble youth in iowa - really you think iowa sounds like a peaceful place - lots of farms and fields - what's the most trouble you could find here - well actually i don't work with any kids from iowa - funny - they ship them into iowa from other places and then let us deal with them - oh well i guess - some one has to - but really the funniest thing is that most of the kids use vulgar language as a coping skill - when someone makes them mad - a furious round of profanity shoots out of their mouths - it is really something - i have to hold my laughter every time i hear it - most of the time it never makes sense at all - just any cuss word they can think of - and use it in succession about three times before moving on to another cuss work - oh god it is great - and this happens at least 20 times in a 9 hour period - oh......i think it seems to make the day go by faster - of course there is a down fall of this - which is " I " am now using tons more profanity - not that i didn't use my fair share before - but now everything is f**k this and f**k that - just yesterday my mom called me and told me that someone in town that i barely knew died - how did i respond to this - well by sayin "no f**kin way!" - which was completely uncalled for and sent my mother into a tizzy which led me to hang up on her - so i now am cussing all the time - to whoever i want - its unconscious - i can't stop - i can honestly say that i have learned it all from my children - how sweet is that - well that is all for now - love to everyone - --scott www.sevisdrol.blogspot.com ------------------------------------------------------ what we place most hopes upon, generally proves most fatal - vicar of wakefield _________________________________________________________________ Help STOP SPAM with the new MSN 8 and get 2 months FREE* http://join.msn.com/?page=features/junkmail +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister at missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo at missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ From kimgirton at xxx.com Tue Jul 1 18:07:30 2003 From: kimgirton at xxx.com (Kimberly Girton) Date: Tue, 01 Jul 2003 13:07:30 -0400 Subject: No subject Message-ID: I wonder if it's a compromise of security that most of my internet passwords are various amalgams of phrases I think I've heard in "A Century of Elvis..." Though I think they would be nearly impossible to for a hacker to deduce, as I have heard almost complete nonsense across the board in that song (until, of course, I found the lyrics, as one is wont to do when they look for things like lyrics to a song). A LURKER POSTING ... Which is a lot like A Summer Wasting, only without the Summer and the Wasting parts, but more with the lurker and the posting instead. Hello, regular posters. I tend to not be one of you. But I am noticing two things (I say as if I think others have no noticed, but to think that would be to prove myself an idiot): #1. There are a lot of new posters on here. And #2. Where is everyone on the eastern U.S. coast who is NOT in New York? Not to exclude the New England crowd, but we already know where you are and you get to have picknicks. Those extra K's look absolutely ridiculous. I WANT PICNICS INSTEAD OF EXTRA Ks Not to break the train of thought from the last paragraph (but aren't these so much more fun to read when they're broken apart, like when Mom used to cut your hot dog so you could eat it with your fingers?)... but here's the thing about me and this post -- It is a cry for help. Not the 12-step kind or even the 3-step kind or even the screw-it-and-pick-up-another-bottle-of-Southern-Comfort kind of help, but the "If you are a Sinisteree on the Mid-Atlantic Seaboard of the U.S., put your hands in the air and wave 'em like you just don't care" kind of help. But without the waving of the hands and more of the typing-a-post-to-Sinister. LOOK, ANOTHER POINTLESS SUBHEADER Basically, I'm in the DC/Baltimore Metro area and with this whole get-together craze sweeping the list in places like Elsewhere-But-Here, I feel left out of the fun. And since I am not one to invite myself to far-away places not because of antisocial tendencies but more because I have no money, then I'm going to have to create the fun here. Anyone else interested? Feel free to respond with gathering locale suggestions or just a response to my call for a head count; if you want to email me directly, go right ahead, but please include "Sinister" in the subject line or I'll delete you immediately (nothing personal, of course, but those pesky porn emails are really beginning to chafe...). Well that was a poor choice of words... IN THE GRAND TRADITION OF A CENTURY OF LURKERS ... And back I go to the lurking. I've been doing it for nearly three years here... feels like home. :) Thanks for letting me ramble a bit. Also... more thanks. ~ Kim _________________________________________________________________ The new MSN 8: smart spam protection and 2 months FREE* http://join.msn.com/?page=features/junkmail +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister at missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo at missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ From jayeckard at xxx.com Wed Jul 2 21:09:13 2003 From: jayeckard at xxx.com (Jay Eckard) Date: Wed, 02 Jul 2003 20:09:13 +0000 Subject: Sinister: A Summer Wasting Message-ID: SInisterines... I rather distinctly remember writing a little post this time last year about How Damn Hot It Was. Not really much of a repeat year, as it seems determined to rain at least 80% of the time. Not that I'm complaing: the rain makes a pleasing sound as it hits the magnolia leaves just outside my bedroom window. It's all Romantic, you know, A Year Without Summer. It makes me want to take to writing novels based on dreams in Swiss chateaux. I've been quite busy not being bust at all the past little bit. My friend and a notable Left-Handed person, Eric Cheesybun, came down for a few days. I used this as an opportunity to drive him around North Carolina. To further cement this as a Sinister experience, we went to go visit Laura Llew the very night she was selling (shilling) the new Harry Potter book. I was excited to see her in action when the crowds got ROWDY. There was counter-thumping and raised voices: *thump on the sales counter* "You'll all have to SETTLE DOWN NOW or my Bookstore Boy will Toss you out on the street!" It was like seeing a wild horse bucking against some noble Western background or an eagle swooping down on a fish. Very bracing. Unfortunately, prompt at 1 am, the said BookStore Boy (read Mook) tossed even us out into Main Street Easley. Llew takes no sass from nobody. On our drive home, Eric and I experienced the further granduer of the two way Interstate Highway exit. Yes, the onramp and off ramp were the same thing, so we saw a little Ford Escort plunging towards us at 60 mph. This was 4 in the morning. We had other various exploits: deer-dodging and wandering lost and Delaware Diners. But. I have a point. Now, because of an offer I made in driving up to New York next month to see the Belle and Sebastion show, many people have written asking me about meet ups. *pulls out a map, a wooden pointer and a picture* *slaps the map with pointer HERE* This is Durham, NC where I live. *slaps the map with pointer THERE* This is New York City, New York, some 800 miles away. I do not live there. In fact, I've only been there once or twice. *shows picture* This is a picture of me, soaking wet and shivering, in boots and a leather car coat, back when my hair was long and shaggy. You can see the rain dripping off me and steam coming from me in the cold. If you look closely, you can see lots of closed shops in the cityscape behind. It's New Years Day in Manhattan. There are two people running briskly away in the extreme left of the picture and a blurry Llew-like person in the foreground who is marginally drier. This is the extent of my knowledge of New York, so maybe somebody who lives there/knows the place will suggest some manner of plan for a meet up. Cause if no-one else does, I'll make plans based on my extremely sketchy knowledge: we can meet up Across 110th Street, then go down to see the Luckiest Guy on the Lower East Side, but I Don't Want to Go to Chelsea beacause New York is Like a Graveyard. Yeah New York.* Yours, Jay *These directions brough to you by Bobby Womack, the Magnetic Fields, Elvis Costello, the Moldy Peaches and the Yeah Yeah Yeahs. -- "The Posby falls into a Trance In which it does a little Dance." Edward Gorey _________________________________________________________________ Protect your PC - get McAfee.com VirusScan Online http://clinic.mcafee.com/clinic/ibuy/campaign.asp?cid=3963 +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister at missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo at missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ From terryunderwear at xxx.com Fri Jul 4 06:31:48 2003 From: terryunderwear at xxx.com (terry underwear) Date: Fri, 04 Jul 2003 12:31:48 +0700 Subject: Sinister: It's a nice day for drying Message-ID: hello, Rain Washing Against The Lonely Tenement After an unprecedented number of days rained in a row here in Perth the sun has finally decided to rear its delightful head. it is going to rain later on today so I hope my clothes dry in time, else I'll be forced to use the environmentally unfriendly dryer. Sebastian You're In A Mess I have a strange sense of national pride building, and the reason for it is one Mark Philippoussis. Most other Australian sportspeople make me cringe, but I think the Poo is ace. His next opponent is Sebastian Grosjean, who for content reasons I would normally support. Not this time though. Play Me A Song To Set Me Free Listening to IYFS never ceases to amaze me and make me smile. I always think "fuck, this is the greatest record I am ever likely to hear". It almost feels like the songs were written for me, like the band were going "Terry would like a bit of trumpet there I think" or "Terry would be oh so delighted if we used a recorder in this song" or "Oh your terry underwear". Is that the greatest compliment an artist can get, that someone feels like the song/poem/painting was made just for them? I know the sole aim of my songwriting is to write songs that make me happy, so I guess the logical conclusion is that everyone is writing songs to make me happy. hmmm, seems a lot of people don't really know me very well then. enough of this nonsense. love, terry PS - oz tape x-changers, I am getting things oraganised and you'll all be getting emails with your lucky recipient soon. probably sunday. --- here's what i think: http://naivetysucceeds.blogspot.com caitlin and terry's sinister recipe tree archives: http://www.joannou.net/topofthestairs/sinifood/ ____________________________________________________________ Get advanced SPAM filtering on Webmail or POP Mail ... Get Lycos Mail! http://login.mail.lycos.com/r/referral?aid=27005 +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister at missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo at missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ From bulkdavid at xxx.com Fri Jul 4 07:55:40 2003 From: bulkdavid at xxx.com (David Hewitt) Date: Fri, 04 Jul 2003 16:25:40 +0930 Subject: Sinister: fair suck of the sav Message-ID: G'day all. Terry Underwear (if that IS his real name...) said: "I hope my clothes dry in time, else I'll be forced to use the environmentally unfriendly dryer." Embrace the dryer. It is your friend. Admittedly, I live in a second-floor flat without a balcony or courtyard, so I have no choice in the matter, but seriously, clothesdryers are one of the things that keep us civilised. I once tried to dry some towels outside, and when I brought them in I had to get them wet again before folding them, as I felt sure they'd snap if I attempted it dry. Then, when I stepped out of the shower, and reached for a towel to dry myself with, I scraped off almost an entire butt-cheek in my dazed, half-awake state, before I realised that my usually soft and fluffy towel had been transformed into a giant piece of sandpaper. Did you know that in the US they even have these little cloths that you put in the dryer, to make your clothes even softer and more fluffy than the dryer can manage on its own? Why on earth we don't have them here, I've no idea. We also don't have margarine in sticks - only in blocks or tubs (much to the annoyance of my American missus). They don't have Tim Tams over there, though, so I guess it evens out. Anyway: embrace the dryer, I say again to you, and let it rain! Then he said: "I have a strange sense of national pride building, and the reason for it is one Mark Philippoussis." Admittedly, it's part of the Australian persona to be almost ashamed and apologetic for being Australian. Our culture, accent, history - everything embarrasses us. I'm not entirely sure why this is, as the more I travel, the more I realise how wonderful a place this truly is, and how a lot of other countries acknowledge this far more readily than we do. It's strange how sporting achievements seem to be the only acceptable cause for national pride for most people. Bung a couple of snags on the barbie and sink a tinny for me, ya beautiful bastard. Being an Aussie is fuckin' grouse. Although I take no interest in tennis whatsoever, I do have to admit to also having been a bit caught up in the Poo's progress, since the wife's been staying up and watching it while I've been trying to sleep. I've taken to shouting 'carn the Poo!' at the screen at random intervals, which worries me somewhat. Normally the only thing that makes me shout at the telly is Neighbours. "Give Darcy the chair! The CHAIR, I say!" He also said something about Belle and Sebastian, but what have they done for us lately, eh? Eh? ... That's what I thought. Anyway, I only really posted to piddle away part of the last hour's work for the week, and to voice my support for the humble clothesdryer - perhaps the most misunderstood and underappreciated of all the domestic appliances (except perhaps the tiny but mighty 'fuzz wuzzy', but that's a topic for another day). Still, the list's been rather quiet, so you can probably deal with the occasional rubbishy bit of fluff like this. Oh, there was another reason: Happy 4th of July, Seppos! Independence and all that must be a wonderful thing. Maybe we need to give the Queen a gold watch or something*, and thank her for her time, but tell her that there really isn't much left for her to do down here. Then maybe we could have barbies and fireworks and all that stuff in the middle of the year. I'm not a remotely politically informed person, but I'm pretty sure there couldn't be too much harm in it. Plus, I reckon we could also do with one of those first amendment thingies. Still, all in good time, I suppose. The tennis is on, for one thing ;) Bulk love, -Vanilla Flavoured David *I'd say 'carriage clock', and try to be all clever, except I'm not entirely sure I know what one is. _________________________________________________________________ Hot chart ringtones and polyphonics. 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WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ From stoutrobin at xxx.com Fri Jul 4 12:16:16 2003 From: stoutrobin at xxx.com (robin stout) Date: Fri, 04 Jul 2003 11:16:16 +0000 Subject: Sinister: We're gonna rock at the government centre Message-ID: One. The week has been spent nursing sore feet and a sunburt nose - the only bad things to come from camping in a field in Pilton for a weekend. Everything else about Glastonbury was simply perfect, even the toilets, which were a strangely liberating experience. My best moments included the Flaming Lips concert, seeing the Furries instead of Radiohead, where we had a fight with a man dressed as a dalmation dog, singing songs with the pesky fire wardens, and a whole host of experiences that can only be described as spiritual - none of which involved hippies or stone circles. The best thing, though, was all the people I knew there, including lots of YOU. Steve, Amy, Mark, Ian, Ian, Rener, Sarah, Lixi, and lots of others I'm sure. It was lovely to see you all, even though I seemed to lose people more often than I met them. The festival beard came off this morning, although I was hoping to keep it as a souvenir. I had to look my best for a meeting about a possible TV appearance on a new show called Innovation Nation. I'm trying to get a part as the man who turns the handle on our official stamping machine. Oh the excitement!! Recently, I've been arriving in the office to find that someone's changed the letters on the nameplate next to my door, a la Fawlty Towers. The other week I came in to find that I was called Bison Trout, and today I am Robot Unit. It's all very mysterious. I've been trying to work out who the culprit is for ages, so I can make a citizen's arrest. I *am* a fire warden, you know. R x _________________________________________________________________ Use MSN Messenger to send music and pics to your friends http://www.msn.co.uk/messenger +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister at missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo at missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ From stoutrobin at xxx.com Fri Jul 4 13:46:43 2003 From: stoutrobin at xxx.com (robin stout) Date: Fri, 04 Jul 2003 12:46:43 +0000 Subject: Sinister: I heard you let him touch too much, on the back seat of the bus.. Message-ID: Two. I'm trying to work out a way of taking a photograph of someone without them noticing. You see, the man who drives the number thirty bus looks just like Johnny Cash. It's uncanny. The first time I saw him, I'd been reading Harry Potter in the bus shelter and had it in my hand when I climbed on the bus. He eyed me up as I climbed in. His grizzled chin hardened. "Harry Potter?", he asked. "Erm, yes", I replied, slightly embarrassed. "Get off the bus." "But I've got a ticket." A shadow ran across his tanned face, like a high cloud over the Texan plain. The hollows in his cheeks deepened. He felt around for his gun, but found only a gearstick and a ticket machine. "Well..", he said. He let me on. I sat at the back and kept my book closed the whole way home. I know you have stalked people before. I saw you behind that bush that one time; you were only pretending to tie your shoelace, don't pretend. So perhaps you could give me a tip or two. Of course I could always just ask him for a photograph, but he's still got that gun-barrel glint in his eye, and I don't think I'd like to risk it. The number thirty is a good place for lookalikes. There's a woman who catches it every morning who looks so much like Jarvis Cocker that I convinced myself for a while that she was actually his sister. Turns out she's not, of course; I had a sneaky look at her bus pass and it said her name's Oborsky. R x _________________________________________________________________ Stay in touch with absent friends - get MSN Messenger http://www.msn.co.uk/messenger +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister at missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo at missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ From stoutrobin at xxx.com Fri Jul 4 15:04:51 2003 From: stoutrobin at xxx.com (robin stout) Date: Fri, 04 Jul 2003 14:04:51 +0000 Subject: Sinister: Belle and Sebastian, in the studio.. Message-ID: Terry thinks Belle and Sebastian are writing songs for him. They are, Terry.. Three. A steady trickle of information about the new Belle and Sebastian album has been coming through the holes in the Banchory beachball in recent weeks. Several more diary entries (Stuart, thanks for these - they brighten up my mornings:)), an interview by a certain girl and some whispers from people who know people have led me to put together this little list of What We Know. I'd like to pretend it's a scoop, but to be honest anyone could have done the same if they just left the washing up for a night and rode on the infobahn for a while. It's not as soft on the fingers, but a lot more fun. Here we go: **Album Titles** (diary entry 20 June) Schroedinger's Cat Nazi Sinatra If You're Going To Get Caught For Stealing A Horse, You Might As Well Shag It If Your Gran Had Baws She'd Be Your Grandad I'm Allright, Jack I'm Allright, Jane Ken Dodd's Dad's Dog's Dead Wanker's Forest Hmm, the smart money's on the third one, but I don't think it'll be any of these, somehow. Didn't Ken have a secret formula for working out album titles? **Song Titles** Definite Album Tracks (mentioned in 27 June diary entry) You Don't Send Me Roy Walker I'm A Cuckoo Step Into My Office, Baby Dear Catastrophe Waitress [hmm, sounds a little familiar..] If She Wants Me **Other Recent Unreleased Tracks** If You Find Yourself Caught In Love Travelling light (My Girl�s Got) Miraculous Technique Shoot the Sexual Athlete The Magic of a Kind Word Nothing in the Silence Wrapped Up In Books Love On The March Desperation Made A Fool Of Me Sleep on a Sunbeam Also, there was a little mention of Lord Anthony in one of Stuart's recent diary entries. I hope it's on more than just his mind and makes it onto the album or an ep. They recorded a version of it ages ago, if I remember properly. If anyone knows anymore, be sure to tell us. Speculation, gossip, rumours, lies - that's the stuff. I'm sure certain people can tell me what I've got wrong. I like a lot of stuff in the diary entries. I like all the stuff about God and love and quantum physics. Subjects close to my heart. It's what we're made of, after all. Stuart's Diary: http://www.banchory.net/belleandsebastian/writing.html Stuart's Tasty Interview: http://members.lycos.co.uk/tastyfanzine/ints21.htm R xxx _________________________________________________________________ Sign-up for a FREE BT Broadband connection today! http://www.msn.co.uk/specials/btbroadband +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister at missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo at missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ From dirtyvicar at xxx.net Fri Jul 4 21:30:25 2003 From: dirtyvicar at xxx.net (Dirty Vicar) Date: Fri, 04 Jul 2003 21:30:25 +0100 Subject: Sinister: la lutta continua Message-ID: HELLO SINISTER, HOW ARE YOU FEELING? yes, I am in full on rock festival mode, having just got back from that Glastonbury thing. One amusing thing about the way the world has moved into a post-ironic stage is that bands are no longer apologetic about shouting from the stage things like "HELLO GLASTONBERRY, MAKE SOME NOISE Y'ALL!". Last year bands (viz Belle & Sebastian) would find ironic ways of doing that, but now they just jump right in. RoXoR. I saw quite a few bands at the festival. Primal Scream were the best. They rocked hard. some years previously a friend remarked that Primal Scream are boosting their claim to be the great band of our times by absorbing cast-off members of other great bands. Seeing Mani and Kevin Shields in full effect with Bobby, Andy, Throb et al. I felt I knew what he meant. Also G*R*A*T*E were the Kings Of Leon. They were also kind of funny, because with their outlandish hairstyles, comedic facial hair, incomprehensible Boomhauer accents, and unreconstructed Southern rock, it was like they had been beamed forward in time from the early '70s. I also liked many other bands and artists, but feel a special mention must go to Rodrigo y Gabriela, who are the greatest guitarists the world has ever seen. I also liked when the local vicar said a few words from the Pyramid stage on sunday. I had to admire his technique. There was a Sinister meetup on Thursday. Actually it seemed like it was primarily an ILXOR meetup, but that didn't stop the more shy and retiring of us from coming along. I had a great cross-purposes conversation where I was introduced to a chap called Mark, and I thought he was Mark C. (of Boy In Corduroy fame) and I had this long in depth conversation with him, only gradually realising he was someone else entirely. If you are this person could you make yourself known to me? I also chatted to Carsmile Steve, Robin Stout, & Amy Skelton. At least that's who I think they were. Later in the weekend I got to meet K*e*n C*h*u. He was top. It was funny, when earlier in the day I mentioned Sinister to someone they said "Sinister... does that pykachu100 at deletethisbithotmail.com guy still post there?" This proves that Ken is the default Sinister poster, surely something to be proud of. I gather there were loads of other Sinister people at Glastonbury, but I'm not sure if I met them. And now I must go away and write stuff. bless you all, DV +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister at missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo at missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ From lulou at xxx.org Fri Jul 4 22:44:31 2003 From: lulou at xxx.org (Linda Kerr) Date: Fri, 4 Jul 2003 22:44:31 +0100 (BST) Subject: Sinister: Belle and Sebastian News Mailing List (fwd) Message-ID: Hi everyone message from Katrina. And, shed a tear for Barry. Linda xx ---------- Forwarded message ---------- Date: Fri, 4 Jul 2003 18:56:45 -0000 From: band at xxx.net To: lulou at crockery.org Subject: Belle and Sebastian News Mailing List Hi all, I just wanted to let you know of some new music we have for sale in the Banchory shop, we're trying to help out some mates and thought you might be interested. I've already mentioned the 7" single we're selling for Stevie's mate Roy Moller and we have another Felicite records, by The Catchers who also played at the launch night for the label here in Glasgow two weeks ago. You can find out more about both these records at Felicite's website http://www.felicite.de/ and you can buy them online at the Banchory shop - http://www.banchoryshop.net/viewitem.asp?id=1008 for Roy and http://www.banchoryshop.net/viewitem.asp?id=1009 for The Catchers. We've also managed to get our hands on some copies of My Legendary Girlfriend's new record. Allen Johnston (who's MLG's drummer) is our drum tech when B&S are out on the road, so we're keeping it in the family! Their debut album is called "Gross Domestic Product" and you can find out more about them from their website at http://www.mylegendarygirlfriend.co.uk and buy the album online at http://www.banchoryshop.net/viewitem.asp?id=1010 That's it for now, hope it's sunny where you are! cheers, Katrina @ Banchory. http://www.banchory.net http://www.belleandsebastian.co.uk/home -- To unsubscribe from this mailing list, visit www.banchoryshop.net/belleandsebastian/list/list.asp +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister at missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo at missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ From hehitsnoozetwice at xxx.com Sat Jul 5 14:09:09 2003 From: hehitsnoozetwice at xxx.com (Jesse Chanin) Date: Sat, 05 Jul 2003 09:09:09 -0400 Subject: Sinister: What would you say? Message-ID: Gail drives to work in a practical, sea green car and always gets the best parking space, right next to the back door as if to assert the prominence in the company she doesn�t possess. She waits a moment behind the wheel, runs a hand through her graying hair, and enters the through warehouse with a purpose. Some women in marketing and PR always wait for her and they form an outspoken caustic group in the lobby while the secretary eyes them warily. At 7:15, the other women return to their desks, their coffees, and their red chairs on wheels, and Gail walks back to the warehouse where I see her for the first time from my self-conscious perch on the counter next to scattered exact-o knives and styrofoam. She smiles. ��Mornin,�� she drawls in the typical Maine accent and I wince. �Hi,� I say shyly and the day begins. We spend eight hours a day on a concrete floor picking books off shelves and standing at a counter putting them into boxes, and she tells me all sorts of things. We work quickly and efficiently but she pauses every time someone enters the warehouse to say Hello & bestow a brief wave of her hands, sickly white things flaked with layers of dry skin from the cardboard we fondle all day. There is always pop music on the radio. I start to think about the upcoming break. �I was a coke addict for twenty-six years,� she says. �But I can�t for the life of me quit smoking. My husband can�t either, and he did heroin.� (Around here the woman from the packaging office on prozac interrupts us with something inaudible, bumbling about around the computer with the air somehow of a confused rabbit. �She used to get really angry before she went on the prozac,� gossips Gail. �Once I accidentally took her pencil outside and she *exploded* at me, threw a stapler at my head.� We speculate over how she managed to smash up the driver�s side of her car by hitting a �pole on the side of the road� while not having been driving on the *wrong* side of the road.) �I once got poison ivy on my ass,� she tells me. �You want to know how?� I don�t want to know how. �Well, my husband got it on his knees, let�s just put it that way!� I wish I were reading. Hours are lost, hours pass forever. There are company meetings where everyone makes fun of the Arabs across the street & Gail leans over in her God Bless America t-shirt and tells me about how she used to live in that building and �those Arabs� had been through five different refugee camps before finally coming to the US. And they didn�t do coke or nothin�. They play Jewel on the radio, some song that my dad loved and I stop working and listen. It reminds me of too much. I make a mental note to buy the album for pure nostalgic value. �I always listen to this station,� Gail says. I wish I had headphones. We talk about Steinbeck, spina bifida and Oprah. She tells me about how she accidentally singed off her eyebrows and bangs once when she was really high (�And that�s why I don�t do drugs anymore!�). She grew up in Western Massachusetts. I tell her I have cousins in Massachusetts, from Rockport and Cape Cod. �Oh,� she scoffs. �Rit-zeeey.� I blush. �We don�t visit them much.� I�m only eighteen. I�m going to college in New York City next year. I needed a summer temp job. She�s in drug rehabilitation, therapy, and AA at forty-six and has been working at the book warehouse for going on five years. Her whole body looks defeated, all her joints out of proportion, silver caps on her teeth, and a wrinkled-in sneer. She talks politics without mentioning Chomsky. �What?� she exclaims suddenly one day. I turn. �What?� �Oh, I thought someone was behind me. But it was just my mom.� �Your mom?� �Yes, well you see, there�s a history of witchcraft on her side of the family and since she died she comes back to visit me often.� �Oh. Er�� �She came a lot right after she died, but now it�s much more periodic. Just sometimes.� �Oh,� I say. �That�s, uh, pretty crazy.� I blush and hurry away on any errand. But what would *you* have said? (I�m taking suggestions.) She doesn�t talk about ghosts after that. Instead she tells me how she loves cross-stitching and always has since she was a child. I zone out to Matchbox 20 on the radio� �What�s *this*?� she accuses suddenly, pointing skeptically at a particularly high stack of textbooks. �The leaning tower of -- *BOOKS*??� �I get bored just piling them neatly,� I explain. �This is more uh artistic and it adds�� �You won�t think it�s very artistic when you�re picking them all up off the floor.� �Well that adds adventure, don�t you think? An element of *risk*?� She eyes me warily. I�ve also arranged the boxes in a carefully orchestrated jenga-esque pattern on the table & had been getting absurdly angry at co-workers when they mindlessly ruined it with hasty & thoughtlessly placed boxes & I pray she doesn�t notice. I shrug. �It gives me something to do.� *I�ve got my eggs, I�ve got my pancakes too/ I�ve got my maple syrup, everything but you* sings Jewel on the radio and everything feels so heavy suddenly: Gail�s eyes on the red welts on my arms and hands caused by the cardboard and walking into various pointy metal things around the room, my ripped sneakers, my hunched shoulders, my simultaneous need for her approval and disgust at her situation. She shakes her head & dispels everything. �You�re so weird.� Oh yes ma�am. I laugh. Maybe I won�t buy the Jewel CD after all. ***** that's all sinister. have a nice saturday. x jesse _________________________________________________________________ The new MSN 8: advanced junk mail protection and 2 months FREE* http://join.msn.com/?page=features/junkmail +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister at missprint.org. 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WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ From competitionsmile at xxx.com Sun Jul 6 03:19:46 2003 From: competitionsmile at xxx.com (Christine Irene) Date: Sat, 5 Jul 2003 19:19:46 -0700 (PDT) Subject: Sinister: i do the best immitation of myself Message-ID: <20030706021946.48648.qmail@web40610.mail.yahoo.com> hello my lovelies. it's been awhile, yeah? things have been tre quiet round the sinister block of late, i hope this is due to all of you being so happy and successful that you just can't find time to write. it's funny how things happen. last weekend we had one mutha of a family reunion. i think there were about 180 of us in all...perhaps slightly fewer. at any rate, what would a family gathering be without crying, upset, heartache and verbal jabs that only those who know you well can inflict? yes, there were plenty of all of the above, but a lot of good came as well. i made amends with an aunt with whom i have been feuding. a different aunt told me that i have become hateful lately. i don't want to be hateful. granted, i think she was looking too deeply into some things, but i was definitely being stubborn and petty. so i approached my aunt, apologised, she apologised, we both cried and hugged. now things are swell again. my cousin anne, it was brought to my attention, has been feeling as though i was ignoring or shunning her. i was not doing either. she and i had a lovely chat, and again, i cried.....and we concluded that she and i had no problems, it was a matter of our family trying to instigate things that were just not there. i am really glad that those events took place though, as I feel better prepared to begin shaping myself into the person i wish to be. in other news; i had a nice chat with my uncle jim today...he is amazing. it began with my asking him about some financial things and ended with this life affirming "the problem with you speech" that really made me see some things that i have pushed to the back of my psyche of late. he told me that i need to worry about getting through school and getting a "career" more than i need to worry about money. and he is right. he told me that, while i may well have a medical condition causing my digestive upsets, i am also very depressed. which is right. he said that i need to realise some type of potential because, intellectually i have been given more than most. and he is right. so now i sit here, knowing what i knew before, but admitting it to myself, and someone else, for the first time. it's time to stop feeling sorry for myself. set a goal. focus on it. get it. don't let anything get in my way. etc. so i have a task list all set up (on my new phone and everything....my old phone broke all the sudden...grrr) so anyway. things to do. call school and be persistent about obtaining a place in the course for fall. call about debt consolidation. start exercising regularly again. stop approaching my finances with a "i'm never going to get out of this" mentality and, instead, opt for a "this is going to take some time, but i will get out of it" mentality instead. so enough of that. where have the regulars gone? dirty vicar? ken chu? the rachels? mark? it is just eerily quiet round sinister. see, those blogs are bad for sinister. i know that lots of people find their necessary outlets via blog now, so there is nothing to say to sinister. hmm?? have any of you read "The Hipsters Handbook?" it's fun....i s'pose if you take it in the tongue-in-cheek manner it is intended, all is fine. if you take it as an "I must live my life according to these hipster personality types" you will be a very one dimensional person. only one mention of the belles...which surprised me a little. and it was a negative one at that. in the BIPSTER personality description under LOATHES...it lists B&S. hmm... i think, if anything, i am an amalgam of all hipster types with some others thrown in. hipsters don't like prada. i do. hipsters don't like burberry. i do. so i am a what then? don't answer that. :O) ah well. i hope that this finds all of you well. love to all of you. extra love to the usual suspects. dv, ken, jinnifer, alex (are you alive?), chris cobb (are you alive?),eoin, and anyone whose name escapes me at present...oh yeah, rachel and ben fruitloop-apps :o) love, ~stine....a new woman __________________________________ Do you Yahoo!? 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WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ From lokar20 at xxx.com Sun Jul 6 04:09:03 2003 From: lokar20 at xxx.com (Matthew Henderson) Date: Sat, 05 Jul 2003 22:09:03 -0500 Subject: Sinister: Mario Party 3. Three times the Party. Zero times the hassle. Message-ID: I'm going to enter the GREAT DRYER DEBATE '03 (print the legend) by voicing my deepest admiration for dyers. Fantastic machines they are, and now that I live without one, I can fully appreciate the gentle hum of wrinkle-free clothes. I figured it would be something like a dishwasher, which i live fine without (especially since women will do it for me. they love it!). I enjoyed Jay Eckard's description of late night drives in the South. I'm listening to Yo La Tengo's "I Can Hear the Heart..." as we speak, which was a staple of my late night interstate drives back in the day. Oooh, how I yearn for it. How it all looks the same at night, and even in the day, and it was fantastic, because I was actually there. Speaking of champion beers, Is anyone else absolutely DYING to hear the new Belle and Sebastian record? I can't wait to hear what kind of effect Mr. Horn will have. I can imagine a chilly evening in the park, shutting my eyes as wave after wave of synth washes over me, stuart's voice soaring...it could be brilliant. Are they going to the "PROG" back in "Indie"? Hopefully, Yes. Moving backwards, I have assignments for you American lads out there in the audience. Yes, that means you. I want everyone to fulfill at least ONE of the following tasks. Failure will result in expulsion from the list. One person will order and consume 2 Chalupa Supremes without tomatos, each adorned lovingly with Fire sauce. Mountain Dew Code Red as your beverage. This is non-negotiable. One person will go to Denny's between the hours of 1 am and 4 am and order either a Meat Lovers Skillet with Scrambled eggs or the Buffalo Chicken Strips with Ranch Dressing. Both of these must be accompanied with a Cherry Coke. Casual flirtations with the no-doubt minging staff are optional. One person in the South will order an ice cold Sweet Tea and drink three cups (free refills a must). Even better if out of a styrofoam cup or a jar. One person will drink a cup of ice cold lemonade from Chik-fil-a. One person will go to Krystal at 1 am, slightly inebriated, and order a number one without pickles. Drink is your choice. One person will go to a mexcian restaurant and eat the free chips and salsa with a tall glass of sprite. Meal is up to you. One person will order a house salad with Ranch dressing and Crutons. Okay, please report to Lokar20 at hotmail.com with results and then head to the Rewards room. I never wonder what it would be like if belle and sebastian and perhaps some select sinister people were put into the Big Brother house. If i did I would probably find it amusing, or I would be depressed at how bored I must be. Still, who would you evict? I think Stevie would win. He would actually PLAY THE GAME. Not the experience. More importantly, who would cake on the blush(er)? I've been enjoying the three summer ep's (I call them that..i might have read that somewhere...someone clarify) to an extent that I haven't reached with the band for a good long while. I still think "Put the Book..." is magical. The boys have gone digi-dull. Let's see how it all turns out. I'm excited. _________________________________________________________________ Add photos to your messages with MSN 8. Get 2 months FREE*. http://join.msn.com/?page=features/featuredemail +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister at missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo at missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ From mark.hester at xxx.com Sun Jul 6 12:14:29 2003 From: mark.hester at xxx.com (Mark Hester) Date: Sun, 06 Jul 2003 04:14:29 -0700 (PDT) Subject: Sinister: You're trying to fool somebody but you're only fooling yourself Message-ID: <20030706111438.17185.h000.c000.wm@mail.nme.com.criticalpath.net> Hello! It’s good to be back! The last few weeks have been very busy, both work-wise and socially and so it’s great to finally have an opportunity to sit down and recall it all. So here it is, a chronological history in reverse, like Felt’s “Absolute Classic Masterpieces”. Yesterday, I went down to a pub in Iffley, just outside Oxford, where I met up with two quiz team mates for an all-day music event and barbecue to celebrate the landlord’s 38th birthday. Apparently, the inevitably- (and clumsily) named “Iffley-stock” had happened last year to celebrate old Liz’s 50 years on the throne, but I somehow missed hearing about it that time. I arrived at about half-past one to be told that they’d already had two complaints about noise levels from local residents – I would guess the more (ahem) “mature” ones. This did strike me as rather churlish – this is a once a year event – couldn’t they just arrange to be someplace else? I learnt a new word –“sneck”. Apparently it means the latch on a garden gate. This was because I sampled a rather strong dark ale called “Sneck Lifter” and I said to the barmaid, “I don’t know what a sneck is and I don’t think I want to” and she allayed my fears when she told me anyway. Like so many Oxfordshire events, “Iffley-stock” was very much a family affair, complete with bouncy castle and a raffle to win a mountain bike. The former led to this exchange between my quiz team-mate John (who is, I’d guess, in his fifties) and myself: Me: I never went on bouncy castles when I was a kid; I didn’t see the point. John: They didn’t have them when I was a kid! Me: Yes, I suppose it would be a bit difficult to make them out of Bakelite. As for the music, it was not what I would usually listen to, being a mixture of jazz and soul bands playing mainly covers. Cover bands tend to be either deathly dull or embarrassingly awful, but one of them (bad name alert!) Soul Beaver were actually rather good. In between the acts the recorded music included these bizarre covers of hard rock songs played in a jazz style, including “Enter Sandman” and “Smoke on the Water”. I’d heard these versions once before but I can’t for the life of me remember the name of the “perpetrator(s)” – it’s the kind of gimmick which tends to have the longevity of the Mike Flowers Pops or Dread Zeppelin. Why do so many publicans in Oxfordshire have Rod Stewart hairstyles? It’s something I’ve been pondering for some time. They don’t seem to have his other attributes though – I’ve yet to see one accompanied by a six foot blonde. On Friday night, I went to our work summer party. Earlier, I’d asked my boss if she was going and was told that she couldn’t make it, because her friend had just discovered Britain’s first ever cave art in Derbyshire (is this anywhere near Emma Cooper’s village?) and she was going up there for the weekend to look at it! I told her that this excuse for not making the “event of the year” was guaranteed to be unique. The party was at Freud’s, a rather splendid venue which is an old converted church complete with stained glass windows and a Doric arch for those people whose appetite for neo-classicism isn’t sated by the Oxford University Press building over the road. Whilst the food and company was good and we had the opportunity to drink vodka and tequila from an ice sculpture of a can-can dancers legs (!), I was disappointed to get absolutely nowhere with a girl I’ve had an office crush on for ages. I split up with my girlfriend some two months ago after a relationship which lasted a couple of years and I am now absolutely *hating* being single, something which had never bothered me in the past. I hope that those of you who went to Glasto had a good time. Nobody Reported Back on the rather sparsely attended Hyde Park picnic on Glasto Saturday, so it looks as though the lot falls to me. Present were Paul Healy, Dafyd Strange, Chris Eames and myself. The weather was lovely, but when we arrived at Hyde Park Corner station we discovered that the picnic coincided with a Bon Jovi concert and there were hordes of Bon Jovi fans of all shapes and sizes emerging like giant ants from all the subways and buses in the area! If the Bon Jovi collective were the hay, it was our job to pick out the sinister needles, but despite both Paul and Chris wearing light blue B&S T-shirts (a welcome relief amongst all the RAWK black ones) we failed to spot any – so if you turned up at Hyde Park and failed to meet us we’re really sorry! Later, the London Underground people decided to make the tube station exit only, so we had to trek over to Green Park to get the tube home. The previous Wednesday was the Freaky Trigger Club Nite at Parker Place, Holborn, an unusually decorated bar with fish bowls containing apples instead of fish, gold-leaf picture rails and antique sofas. Lots of sinisterines past and present were there including Archel, Tim H, Mark C, Ken, Liz, Starry, Geoff and Adam. Top choons were supplied by Tom, Steve and Pete (including an old fave of mine from days of yore, Renegade Soundwave’s “Probably a Robbery”) and Mark C imparted the surprising information that people in the US wield their knives & forks differently from those in the UK. The Saturday before was the Charlbury Riverside Free Festival, where lots of local bands played and a couple of them, Black Nielson and Ciccone, were very good indeed. The ones which weren’t so good provided an opportunity to eat, drink and read the paper (I noticed that there was a guy writing in the Independent called BEN Chu – any relation??). An out of control barbecue sent smoke billowing over the site at one point. There were notably more campers than on previous occasions and someone really ought to do something about the fact that the last train leaves for Oxford before the festival finishes – ok, so Rock of Travolta are far from being my favourite band, but it was still pissy to have to leave for the station half-way through their set. The day before that, Ian Watson brought How Does It Feel to my local, the Folly Bridge Inn. It was a lovely evening, with a real mix of people. I chatted to ex-sinisterine Matt Willson, who seems to be more into electronic stuff these days, and noticed how there were lots of people I didn’t recognise. This is a rarity in Oxford where you get used to seeing the same old crowd. Ian played a couple of what, IMHO, are the top records from the eighties, Weather Prophets “Almost Prayed” and Felt’s “Sunlight Bathed the Golden Glow”. The Dobie Gray track sampled by Spearamint for “Sweeping the Nation” was another highlight. Anyway, that’s enough delving into the past, what of the future? Well, in a couple of weeks, there’s another local festival, Truck (can anyone think of any other festivals which have spawned a record label?) at Steventon, a village with a railway line but no station, so travel arrangements are going to be interesting. British Sea Power and the Butterflies of Love are playing .I can’t remember who else. The following week there’s a family reunion where will I will meet up with cousins I haven’t seen for years and their partners, which will be nice. In an attempt to find an excuse to stay in and not spend too much money, I have resolved to attempt the gargantuan task of listing all my CDs and MCs (I still have quite a few of the latter) on a spreadsheet. Does that sound geeky to you (in the words of Sellar & Yeatman, “be honest”). Surely keeping all your CDs stacked in alphabetical order is more geeky and I’ll never do that so nerr. I’ve been listening to the Field Mice comp “Where'd You Lean to Kiss that Way?” a lot lately. The Sarah office was a stone’s throw from my uni hall of residence you know (I didn’t know at the time, but only found out when I saw the picture and Sarah history on the Shinkansen site). What other bands on the Sarah roster are worth checking out? I know there was a band called the Orchids, not to be confused with Baines and Bramah’s ex-Fall band Blue Orchids, were they any cop? A few replies to other people’s posts now: Robin mentioned look-a-likes on the bus. Here in Oxford we have a driver who looks like a fatter Bill Clinton and another who looks like Graeame Souness. He didn’t mention being at the Nottingham HDIF (but that is him in the pictures, isn’t it? There are pics of me at the Oxford one, FWIW). I thought Dirty Vicar’s post was going to be about Durutti Column from the subject line (though it’s Lotta isn’t it, rather than Lutta?) but even though they played Glasto he didn’t mention them in the end. I know Lixi saw them – I found out in a roundabout way via Michael Jones on ilx. Can anyone tell me about their set? Contrary to what Christine Irene said, I can’t blame my blog for my lack of appearance on sinister. I haven’t updated my blog since April and it’s beginning to seem like something of an albatross. I really prefer writing to sinister and reserving the blog for record reviews and suchlike. Bye for now, Mark. ______________________________________________________________ For up-to-the-minute music news, reviews and specials visit http://www.nme.com Get free e-mail (anyname at nme.com) now at http://www.nmemail.com The sender of this e-mail is NOT an employee or associate of NME, nme.com or any other IPC magazine. +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister at missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo at missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ From woolything at xxx.com Sun Jul 6 15:05:04 2003 From: woolything at xxx.com (Alasdair Cook) Date: Sun, 06 Jul 2003 14:05:04 +0000 Subject: Sinister: Picked up a pencil and wrote Message-ID: Dear Sinister, I don't have a diary. A weekend in July; out at 9.30am, the farcical small time of late on Friday and overtime on Saturday, the Things To Be Done, not so important really, and mostly I'm in this for the money. If only they paid me any. "Ten pence a year!", "I'm in my shorts" bellows Nick down the phone, and brings everything into perspective. The early morning watery air tastes of mountains, specific ones just now but, I suppose, they could be any. When do I ever see these hours, let alone accomplish anything during here? This is fairly strange. It hard to motivate yourself when you're all alone; I kill whole streams of seconds getting hot chocolate from the machine, photo-copying is more down time and gazing into the distance, off to the sounds of pipe bands. More later. The printer doesnae work. Four hours later, back in the flat, struggling to see the final on the miniscule television. One sister batters another into some kind of submission, smiles all round. This is all fairly unconvincing. The other sister is the sum of these two, quite literally. I think: Ice-Hockey Goalkeeper. Another star. Out to the cafe when I really don't want to be out anywhere, and now it's face to face; the long march along St Vincent Street seems to stretch on more than it should, there's no way past so I go round. Walking the length of the beast is awesome, dreadful, something quite like nothing else. Here's the worst of all worlds - loathsome self-satisfaction, deadly intent, steely-eyed men and hopeless drunks, pea-brained youths and women knowing nothing else. The face of one boy now, my brother's year at school; my allies in some small aspect. I remember my chat with Joe. "Turn it up, we cannae hear it!" shouts one. Tune out. Morley is talking for free (nothing so unusual) next month I discover, and I'm interested. I've heard of people who get glued to the past, caught in amber. Let's see what he has for us now. A better noise: Altered Images. The terrifying, terrific 'Dead Pop Stars', like drinking lemonade with spiders in; 'I Could Be Happy', 'See Those Eyes', so perfect and young they make my knees buckle on their hinges. There should be a band in Scotland now like this. I'd pay my money. They rip the shit, as JP says. Ha, who was talking about amber? Big Brother: I haven't been watching it but am fond of Goss now, perhaps he reminds me of Certain People I Know. I get sad thinking about Cameron, there seems no way he will retire back to the islands now. I'm probably wrong. The strange resurgence of video games in our house, a mess of falling masonry under a papier-mache sky; giant snowballs, clockhands, american foodstuffs, drumbeats. Morning comes soon, but not too soon. Marcy looks like a million dollar chimney sweep in her urchin hat. It's amazing how quickly you can get music nowadays. I agree with Joni right now, songs are like tatoos. Lotsa laughs. Sorry, I just thought I'd write. Love from Alasdair xx. _________________________________________________________________ Express yourself with cool emoticons - download MSN Messenger today! http://www.msn.co.uk/messenger +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister at missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo at missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ From languagecreep at xxx.com Mon Jul 7 02:01:53 2003 From: languagecreep at xxx.com (Today I am not in the mood for anything) Date: Sun, 06 Jul 2003 21:01:53 -0400 Subject: Sinister: there's nobody else here, no one like me Message-ID: So I've got these wings. I've been feeling guilty about having sprouted wings and not having the courage to try them out. It's messing with the metaphors. So I stood on the lawn and gave a flap. And then another. I was surprised how easily it came to me. Like riding a bicycle, only far easier. My first attempt at cycling was marked by a tendency to go over the handlebars. I was also surprised that one can still be afraid of heights when one is in total control of one's distance from the ground. So given the power of flight I did what anyone ought to do. I had a look around in the hopes of seeing my friends and either a. impressing the living crap out of them or b. spying on them. The campus was lovely up there and I tried a few swoops. The loop de loop wasn't as graceful as I'd hoped but no one was around to notice. Then I saw him. The boy I sold my heart to for some music and clever jokes. As usual he doesn't take any notice of me. I didn't mind though, because seeing as he's here I can just go to his appartment and get my heart back. He left the window open. My heart was stuffed in a box under his bed next to some of his many cds. The origami dinosaur made especially for him suffered a similar fate. Heart returned to it's rightful place, beating feebly inside my ribs, I went to a concert. The fall were absolutely brilliant, but I hadn't got the hang of winching in my wings all the way and lots of punk rockers kept knocking into them as they danced. One of them turned out to know a little Czech. I gave him my number despite the whole of my instincts being against it. My instincts haven't done a single nice thing for me since birth so I see no reason to listen to their counsel. I was scared to fly this late at night so I took the subway home. I'm thinking I could put this newfound abilty to good use once I get good at it. I could start up a rescue service for birds who get tired halfway between trees. Or maybe I'll just help more people who crawled into their cocoons only to find out that what they had been secretly believing all along, deep inside they were a beautiful butterfly. I must say I'm glad I wasn't an ugly duckling. I don't think I could've handled turning into a swan. Laying eggs probably takes it right out of you for the rest of the day. Now I've got a question for the sinisterines. I'm trying to compile a mixed cd entirely devoted to songs about wanking. Culled from my own knowledge and that of my friends I've got *billy idol - dancing with myself, divinyls - I touch myself, Hefner - Hello kitten, the vapors - turning japanese, cindy lauper - she bop, Tweet - oops, oh my, Pixies - the holiday song, Semisonic - get a grip* so far. Any help would be much appreciated. If the idea appeals to you I'm sure I could send a copy along. The other day I got a bunny to eat bread out of my hand by sitting very still for an hour. My heart nearly burst with love. Soaring and fuzzy woodland creatures (and love) Kara www2.bc.edu/~brielman _________________________________________________________________ The new MSN 8: smart spam protection and 2 months FREE* http://join.msn.com/?page=features/junkmail +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister at missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo at missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ From bulkdavid at xxx.com Mon Jul 7 06:46:56 2003 From: bulkdavid at xxx.com (David Hewitt) Date: Mon, 07 Jul 2003 15:16:56 +0930 Subject: Sinister: flat out like a lizard drinkin' Message-ID: G'day all. FLUFFY Well, over the last however long it's been, I've said stupid and controversial things on this list, poured out personal details that you'd really rather not have known, revealed crushes that turned into travels and then into weddings, taken digs at people, places and things, and probably shitcanned your favourite band, football team and ice-cream flavour. But never have I received such an overwhelming response to a Sinister post as I did when I recently said something along the lines of 'I like dryer sheets'. As a result, I've managed to deduce two things: 1. They have dryer sheets pretty much everywhere but Australia, and have done for ages. 2. Dryer sheets are really, really good. Really. I'd suggest that we start up a brand new mailing list in order to discuss the merits of dryer sheets in greater depth, and share our mutual love and appreciation for them, if it wasn't such a dreadful (and not even particularly amusing) idea. Anyway - thanks for your support, team. Solidarity always. Our damp laundry need fear no rain, and our soft buttocks need fear no scratchy, line-dried towel. A slightly larger electricity bill is but a small price to pay: for as long as there's a dryer in our laundries, there's no cloud that can keep the sun from our hearts. GREAT SOUTHERN LAND I also said something about Australian national pride, and how many of us are only really comfortable with it when some bloke from Williamstown is in the finals at Wimbledon, or we're pantsing the Poms at cricket. Again. I was matter-of-factly presented with a laundry list of reasons as to why Australians should be ashamed, since our country and our government is so despicably awful. And yeah, they are. So I take it all back. We're an international embarrassment, and really can only hold our heads high in the sporting arena, which doesn't matter anyway. Fair enough. What our government gets up to behind closed doors, however, with the marginal support of quite cunningly manipulated voters looking mostly at what sort of tax break they'll get at the end of the financial year (as opposed to the erosion of health care, aged care and education, or the continued neglect of the indigenous population, and the horrendous mistreatment of refugees), isn't necessarily what happens in my place, though, or at the gig at the pub down the road, or in the park on a Sunday arvo. There's a culture that exists here, at least in some places, and at least some of the time, that's unique, and really pretty swell. I vote with my conscience, and always have done. As such, I've tried to get rid of the current mob several times already, and I'll try again. In the meanwhile, though, I try to live my life as best I can, do the right thing, be good, tolerant and kind to people, and I don't think that's something I need to be ashamed of. Most of my mates are decent sorts, too - I think you'd get along well. The fact remains that despite the current government, and a bumpy sort of a history, Australia is, for the most part, for most people, as good as most places in the world, and better than many. It's mostly tolerant, diverse, friendly, beautiful, safe and peaceful. It's also got a gangly, knock-kneed, pimply adolescent sort of cultural identity that needs a bit of encouragement. Maybe once our political balls drop and our voice breaks, we'll get out of this awkward phase and really start pulling the sheilas. Or something. That turned into a bit of a rant. Sorry about that. To sum up: Australia's a nice place, despite the fact that our government has done, and continues to do, some fairly unpleasant things. If you come here, I'm pretty sure you'll like it. Just bring your own dryer sheets. Oh, and the Poo choked in the tennis, apparently. Whoop-de-doo. Pass the lamingtons. BLOG IT UP, BLOGGO Christine Irene said: "so enough of that. where have the regulars gone? dirty vicar? ken chu? the rachels? mark? it is just eerily quiet round sinister. see, those blogs are bad for sinister. i know that lots of people find their necessary outlets via blog now, so there is nothing to say to sinister. hmm??" Which is probably a fair point. I, personally, still favour Sinister for my incoherent ramblings, though, and here's why: 1. Reading a blog at work is too bloody obvious. It looks like you're wasting time on the internet. Sinister just looks like email. If I ever get a proper blog up, I reckon I'll make it look like a spreadsheet or something. 2. If you write a blog, you've got to lure people to it. You give them the choice. Sinister, on the other hand, lets you ambush people in their inboxes. Sure, they're here to read wittier and more relevant things, but they've got to take the good with the bad. Fiendish, no? NEW MUSIC I might have said something recently about the state of new music. I did, however, recently fall in love with the new Grandaddy record, which proved to me that I still have it in me to like music, which in turn proved to me that it's music's fault, after all, that this doesn't happen very often anymore. I've since given this more thought, and there seem to be two separate, but related problems: 1. Bands that used to be good, aren't good any more. For the most part. 2. There probably are good new bands, but because I'm old, tired, cranky and out of the loop - I don't hear them. Given that, I find that the thought of a new Belle and Sebastian record is looming quite large. Perhaps controversially (at least amongst my circle of mates), I quite like their more recent offerings, and think they hold up pretty well against the older stuff (nostalgia notwithstanding). Can they save pop music from dying a death once again? Probably not. But it might not be completely unreasonable to hope that the new album's at least good enough to be played at the wake. Bring it on, I say. ENOUGH That's easily enough for one day, though I should mention that despite my chest-pounding 'I <3 Australia' routine, I still love all of you and your countries of residence as well. Come and visit sometime. Bulk love, -David. _________________________________________________________________ Hotmail is now available on Australian mobile phones. Go to http://ninemsn.com.au/mobilecentral/signup.asp +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister at missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo at missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ From MyMomSays at xxx.com Mon Jul 7 18:32:16 2003 From: MyMomSays at xxx.com (MyMomSays at xxx.com) Date: Mon, 07 Jul 2003 13:32:16 -0400 Subject: Sinister: bangkok, oriental city, the creme de la creme. Message-ID: <389F3E7E.7BE23990.0274188F@aol.com> I've been inspired by the double posting of David Hewitt to come out from my hiding place. Christine Irene has speculated that blogs have been tempting regular posters from sharing their thoughts to this list and I think I can speak with confidence when I say that is absolutely not true in my case. I do have a blog, but I neglect it, too. Poor fella! David's musings about dryer sheets and other laundry-oriented topics has made me long for the days when I, too, had loads of amenities at my disposal. Washing machine, dryer, dish washer, air conditioning.... those were the days. I took them for granted! Now I live practically amentity-FREE. I don't even have any WINDOWS! Well, I do, but they are tiny prison windows (not literally). I've found that at the weekends I often visit my sister's apartment or my parent's house so I can have full use of what a normal house feels like. Last weekend I spent it at my sister's apartment and I spent a full half an hour in her luxurious shower. I make it sound like I am squatting. I'm not, I just live in a tiny, low-rent apartment. In a basement. Everyone knows that only creepy-crawlies live in basements, which includes me. I'm everyone's favorite garden slug. So this has half been a summer wasting. I cannot believe we are sliding into the middle of July. About a year ago Juicy Lucy warned those of us in long-distance relationships that one of the two would eventually have to relocate to be with their honey. It sounds pretty fun to me! I am right now in the process of selling a lot of my crap. I have to move all my stuff back to my parents house in September and then try and figure out what I will take with me to England. My parents keep talking about how I have so many opportunities. Then my Dad asks me if I am treating my boyfriend nicely. I think my Dad worries that I verbally bash my boyfriend. Not so! I'm a kind, tender soul. It's kind of unfortunate that right when I will be moving, my band is just starting to get a following. Sorta. We played on the 4th of July and it was awesome. Let me just say that we did an amazing rendition of "We Built This City"; I accidentally sang "Cody plays the Mamba" instead of "Marconi plays the mamba" though. My sister convinced me I was thinking of Cousin Cody from TV's "Step By Step" - the television series that expired around 1992. I had the fun experience of receiving a fan letter a week ago. A story of mine has been published recently and apparently a reader loved my story so much he was inspired to write me a glowing e-mail. I was pretty touched. It's amazing how something like that can make your YEAR. I was pretty happy to see the return of The Lad 96. Thinking of you and all of your pets, Mandee May +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister at missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo at missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ From e.brasure at xxx.uk Mon Jul 7 19:24:38 2003 From: e.brasure at xxx.uk (Eric Brasure) Date: Mon, 7 Jul 2003 14:24:38 -0400 Subject: Sinister: Looking for work in all the wrong places Message-ID: <001501c344b5$06cc0870$74fea8c0@joshua> Hi Sinister. I am looking for a job. I had forgotten how incredibly painful it is. You sit for hours with a cup of coffee, the want ads, and a red pen, and go through each ad hoping that you'll see at least one that looks mildly promising, only to have your hopes dashed when you call the provided number and are informed that the job was filled "this morning". I often think they're lying when they say that, that the secretary is just doing her nails or kicking a cat or whatever it is that people that answer phones for a living do, and they're too busy to patch you through to the right person or give you details on how to apply. Looking for a job also involves driving to different places and screwing up enough courage to ask the 16 year old behind the cash register if they are hiring. After 1,258 negative responses you sort of go into a catatonic state and drive off the Delaware Memorial Bridge. Haha! Just kidding, I would never do that, because the car isn't mine. So, in a vain attempt to keep yourself in cigarettes, you start looking around the house for things to sell on Ebay. This is important, as it is the duty of all jobseekers to Chain Smoke. You also start searching for foreign currency that you could exchange. I have found exactly £3.13 which, barring any unforseen commision, I could exchange for the sum of five dollars and sixteen cents. This is almost enough for two packs of cigarettes. The best part of all of this: I'm simply looking for part-time work to make some money while I work on my dissertation. Funny, I haven't really started work on my dissertation yet, because all my time is spent either a) looking for work, b) complaining about looking for work, or c) worrying about money. I anticipate my search for gainful full-time employment in two months' time will be much more FUN! But enough of this. Good things have happened to me as well. I went on a visit to see Jay (a.k.a. GayJay or Jaylemurph) in North Carolina, where a good time was had, even if it did involve several Near Death Experiences. Also on said trip, I finally got the pleasure of meeting our very own Miss Laura Llew, who was as sweet and adorable as I had anticipated. Unfortunately for all concerned (i.e. ME) she wasn't wearing the Catwoman mask. If she had been, I believe I would have turned all girl-liking and swooned. Also: has anyone ever attended a show in Prospect Park? I'm sort of wary, because it takes places at someplace called the Bandstand at dusk. I wonder if it's at all possible that this whole thing is a complicated attempt to get as many twee people in one place at a time, then steal all their money... come to think of it, I don't care, as I'll be safe from any nefarious doings. Time to go scour the furniture for change. Love, Eric +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister at missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo at missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ From bulkdavid at xxx.com Tue Jul 8 03:44:29 2003 From: bulkdavid at xxx.com (David Hewitt) Date: Tue, 08 Jul 2003 12:14:29 +0930 Subject: Sinister: enough with the cod-australian schtick, already Message-ID: G'day all. The inimitable Miss Mandee said: "I've been inspired by the double posting of David Hewitt to come out from my hiding place." And while I'm overjoyed to have lured her out, and confused by her ridiculously loose definition of the word 'inspired', I'm also actually a little indignant at her baseless accusation of 'double posting'. I went and checked the pink pages, and there were THREE DAYS between my messages, including a whole weekend. But there's been so little activity on the list lately that the second message did in fact seem to follow quite closely on the heels of the first. You know, Back In The Day (tm), there'd be explanations for 'de-lurking' and exclamations of 'it's been a while' if certain people showed the callous neglect and disregard to leave three whole days between missives. Double posting indeed! She then said some things about long-distance relationships and relocating and so on. And it made me think about several things, the most important of which was how fond I am of both Mandee and her boy, and how I'd wish them the absolute best in everything, except that it'd be both less than they deserve, and completely unnecessary. I'm absolutely certain that they'll be as happy as clams. And now, an apology. Astute readers may have picked up on a certain ranting and defensive tone to my last email to the list (you know, that bit about how great Australia is, despite the bloody government). The reason for this was my own stupidity, I'm afraid. I was somewhat hastily responding to something that was said in response to my previous email. Thing is, I didn't actually register that it was emailed just to me, and not to the list at all, so it might not have made any sense to the rest of you. So, I apologise for both wasting your time, and for inexplicably ranting at you. Sorry. Anyway, I guess this'll make it a TRIPLE posting, and get me in even more trouble. Sorry Honey. Still, while I'm posting again, I might as well continue to ramble for a bit. I'm all about QUANTITY, after all. On a personal note, I'm happier than I've been for a while, and this might sound a bit silly, but it's because I'm simply decided to be. There's still plenty to be unhappy about, but I've decided not to obsess over it, and simply try to enjoy other things, little things, as much as I can. And it's sort of working. So far. It's still the same life, and I'm still in as much strife as I was, but it's a question of what you focus on, isn't it? Take a walk down by the river on your lunchbreak, and you'll see what I mean. Go on. My dear old mother, on the other side of the coin (not literally - she's not the Queen or anything), has been quite down in the dumps lately, what with one thing and another. Strangely, I think that might be part of the reason why I've chirped up a bit. I know that sounds arse-about, but bear with me. I think that sometimes it's the case that when people we care about need to lean on someone else a little bit, and need to think that someone else is doing alright, we try to give them that, even when we're not sure we're quite up to it. And then maybe some of that forced smile and trite optimism sticks. The glib aphorism rings true. And some of that thinly applied bravado lingers, and crystallises into something resembling genuine confidence. Or perhaps it's just that as I'm trying to tell her that things'll be alright, and it's really not that bad, and that she can rise above what's going on around her; I begin to believe some of my own bullshit. I think I'll at least pretend that it's the former. Bugger, this is getting to be a habit. Perhaps I DO need a blog or something, after all. Still, that'll do for now. Go about your business. Bulk love, -Vanilla Flavoured David. PS: Speaking of luring people out of hiding - what has happened to the incomparable Miss Madeleine of Leicester? She was one of the best posters we ever had, don't you think? Say hello, if you're still knocking about the place, m'dear. _________________________________________________________________ Hotmail is now available on Australian mobile phones. Go to http://ninemsn.com.au/mobilecentral/signup.asp +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister at missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo at missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ From kenneth.chu at xxx.org Tue Jul 8 14:59:08 2003 From: kenneth.chu at xxx.org (kenneth.chu at xxx.org) Date: Tue, 08 Jul 2003 14:59:08 +0100 Subject: Sinister: If you find yourself caught in muff Message-ID: "if in doubt, swap love for muff" Not my motto, personally, but I'm sure some people swear by this rule and I can imagine many a cunning linguists out there coming up with a mouthful of muff, so to speak. Shaggy once said he wasn't fond of such witty group of wordsmiths because they're always found eating sushi from the barber's floor. In any case, he pronounces "lover" as "lubber" but pronounce "muff" as "mubb" he does not, and thus the pun is lost in his barrage of brilliant bo(o)mbasticity. ANYWAY. It's been a while. The last time I e-mailed I was talking about how I was about to go to GLASTONBURY. I've gone there now and back again, and now I feel very well rehearsed in my reportage back on Glastonbury events because, when you go back home/back to work from Glastonbury all that anyone would ask you for two weeks would be... "How was Glastonbury?" And it seems strange that I feel as if each time I try to tell my Glastonbury tales it becomes harder, maybe because the spontaneity has gone, and the fifth time you tell the stories I felt like reading from a book, and not a very good book because of my poor anecdotical skills. But suffice to say I had a great time, and I even got to MEET some sinister peeps e.g. The Dirty Vicar + Rener who were disappointingly clean and non-dirty, but great, and also Lucy English Teacher who had nice sunglasses on and was a fellow sufferer of car parking blues and Cay Cola Cube whom I just bumped into! after Delgadoes seeage and had a Pet Sounds T-shirt on, and Robin Stout who gave me a hug! obviously still in euphoria after having had his mouth set on fire by Wayne Coyne. T'was nice MEETing you all and hopefully we'd MEET again and then you can all take photos of me to prove that we've MET! I took some photos... http://uk.photos.yahoo.com/bc/kenglasto I watched about half of the bands I said I'd watch and I went \m/ to all the bands that I said I'd possibly go \m/ to. And I got myself a really strong tan which has now gone all crusty like mashed potatoes with insufficient butter content (eeew), eeew! I hope I'll be pretty again soon. -- For some reason, yesterday I suddenly realised that it was the birthday of the girl I fancied when I was 10 (I think she fancied me too!), god knows how I remember these things! Actually I still remember her phone number but I think she must have moved by now. Ah well. I actually ended up relocating myself away from her (6000 miles away in fact), but that's another story. That sounded as if I was ending this post on a weep note. So I'm going to mention the revival of TIGERMILKING. It's G!R!A!T!E! and it's happening NEXT SATURDAY, the 19th (NINETEENTH) of July (OF JULY). At the Betsey Trotwood (BETSEY TROTWOOD!) from 8 (EIGHT) pm (PM). It's going to be dance-tastic. Even for spotty-oiks who like B&S. It'd make both intelligent and dumb people shake their asses i.e. better than Fischerspooner. http://www.undermybed.org/tigermilking Be there or be CHER*. You don't want that now, do you. Ken *Instead of Tigermilking you ACTUALLY CAN go and see CHER instead at the Verizon Wireless Arena in Manchester, New Hampshire. http://www.vh1.com/artists/az/cher/tours.jhtml but why? ********************************************************************** This email is confidential and intended solely for the person or entity to whom it is addressed. If this email was not intended for you please notify the UCLH Mail Administrator at mail.administrator at uclh.org. This footnote confirms that the email and attachments contained no viruses when they left UCLH. +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister at missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo at missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ From rclander at xxx.com Wed Jul 9 11:51:26 2003 From: rclander at xxx.com (Richard Lander) Date: Wed, 9 Jul 2003 18:51:26 +0800 Subject: Sinister: bangkok, oriental city, the creme de la creme. References: <389F3E7E.7BE23990.0274188F@aol.com> Message-ID: <001101c34608$0ccb5240$0302a8c0@ibmg6snbjaelz4> Mandee posted yesterday with the above subject line but I looked in vain for any mention of Bangkok in her post. It did shake me into action to post that my wife and I went to Bangkok for a short holiday to celebrate our wedding anniversary. I say shaken me into action to post because we went there from 20 to 23 June. I have been meaning to post about it since then because I finally got to meet Ooon, our legendary Thai listee. It was only a brief 90 minute get together but considering we have been communicating since October 1997 it was great to finally meet up. Bangkok was great, the traffic jams which I had heard so many bad things about turned out to be well above the awful traffic jams in Manila. It was friendlier than here in Hong Kong, you can get off public transport without someone trying to get on at the same time. We went down to Pattaya and walked down the beach, amazed at the vast numbers of European men over the age of 50 that we saw there. We thought there would be a lot but there really was A LOT. We had a great time and only had 4 health checks for SARS (http://www.info.gov.hk/info/sars/eindex.htm) on the way in and going home to HK, Richard +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister at missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo at missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ From lulou at xxx.org Thu Jul 10 11:31:23 2003 From: lulou at xxx.org (Linda Kerr) Date: Thu, 10 Jul 2003 11:31:23 +0100 (BST) Subject: Sinister: Belle and Sebastian News Mailing List (fwd) Message-ID: Hi everyone Now, B&S baseball caps...hmmm. "Keep on Trucking" *is* an excellent piece of advice for any young person. Are they B&S? Are they B&S because they are *not* B&S? What will they do next. Love Linda x ---------- Forwarded message ---------- Date: Thu, 10 Jul 2003 10:16:09 -0000 From: band at xxx.net To: lulou at crockery.org Subject: Belle and Sebastian News Mailing List Hi all, Just to let you know that one of the Baseball Caps have finally landed! We've a Royal Blue and White old-skool style baseball cap with matching blue felt print of the new "B&S - Keep It Trucking" logo. They're pretty limited and are £15.00 each and you can buy them by visiting the Banchory Shop website at http://www.banchoryshop.net/viewitem.asp?id=1012 The second design should be finished very soon too and I'll send you info on that as and when we get it. Sorry for those that are on the Banchory Shop Merchie list too and will get this message twice! cheers, Katrina @ Banchory. http://www.banchoryshop.net http://www.belleandsebastian.co.uk/home -- To unsubscribe from this mailing list, visit www.banchoryshop.net/belleandsebastian/list/list.asp +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister at missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo at missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ From dafyd2001 at xxx.com Thu Jul 10 14:56:02 2003 From: dafyd2001 at xxx.com (dafyd strange) Date: Thu, 10 Jul 2003 06:56:02 -0700 (PDT) Subject: Sinister: anyone fancy a picnic? Message-ID: <20030710135602.22983.qmail@web12808.mail.yahoo.com> hello there, This is going to be a very short concise posting about a picnic that will happen on Saturday July 19th at 2pm. Just before every trots off to the Trotwood for an evening of top musical entertainment at Tigermilking ( www.undermybed.org/tigermilking ). So yes the picnic, i think Primrose hill would be a good location as it seems to be a regular stomping ground for Sinister folk. I propose everyone meets at the big Cinema (i think its a UCI) on Camden Parkway just outiside Camden town tube station at 2pm. Then we can hike up to the Hill together and have some jolly japes. Remember to bring; food, Suntan lotion, booze & assorted summer type games. if you think you might go and are worried about getting lost or being killed by Goths as they're alot in Camden my mobile number is ; 07816280822 . Thank you & good night. daf __________________________________ Do you Yahoo!? SBC Yahoo! 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WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ From paulo_stinsoni at xxx.com Thu Jul 10 15:14:22 2003 From: paulo_stinsoni at xxx.com (Paulo Stinsoni) Date: Thu, 10 Jul 2003 14:14:22 +0000 Subject: Fwd: Sinister: anyone fancy a picnic? - ME ME ME Message-ID: >hello there, Hello >So yes the picnic, i think Primrose hill would be a >good location as it seems to be a regular stomping >ground for Sinister folk Gadzooks man, I want one in the North East of England. London is over 400 miles away. Note I said I want one, NOT that I want to organise one. >if you think you might go and are worried about >getting lost or being killed by Goths Never! Goths only look scarey. Just talk to them, they're just lonely you know. I went to "Havok" in the days when it was on at the Phoenix club in Manchester. It was chest thumping techno, and jolly good fun, but on this occaision it finished at 3am, and we were still eh-hmm "'Avin it" so we asked (insert "axed" if is a home boy/girl) the bouncer if he knew of anywhere, and he pointed out an all nighter on at some club, so we went. An all nighter must be all that daft dancing stuff, mustn't it? It wasn't. It was tired and morose Goths, looking moody and ill. We were bright perky colourful people. Anyway, we danced to the Sisters of Mercy, skipping in between the shuffling goths. They didn't mind. The DJ even played a slack handful of Prodigy tracks to keep us happy. The only thing was, these Goths didn't speak to us. I was trying to chat, all cheerful like and they just looked morose. Anyway, that's what happened. Bye Paul PS - The tears you cry will rain On waters wide as lovers eyes. _________________________________________________________________ Hotmail messages direct to your mobile phone http://www.msn.co.uk/msnmobile +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister at missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo at missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ From ianwatsonuk at xxx.com Thu Jul 10 16:35:54 2003 From: ianwatsonuk at xxx.com (Ian Watson) Date: Thu, 10 Jul 2003 15:35:54 +0000 Subject: Sinister: anyone fancy a picnic? - ME ME ME In-Reply-To: Message-ID: Although short posts aren't usually the thing around these parts, I feel the need to tell you that I'm listening to "I Love Hot Nights" by Jonathan Richman. My, it's sweltering up here. x +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister at missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo at missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ From S.Hewitt at xxx.uk Thu Jul 10 16:23:12 2003 From: S.Hewitt at xxx.uk (Hewitt, Stephen) Date: Thu, 10 Jul 2003 16:23:12 +0100 Subject: Sinister: Due Respect Message-ID: ello babies Daffy said: > This is going to be a very short concise posting about > a picnic that will happen on Saturday July 19th at > 2pm. Just before every trots off to the Trotwood for > an evening of top musical entertainment at > Tigermilking ( www.undermybed.org/tigermilking ). > > So yes the picnic, i think Primrose hill would be a > good location as it seems to be a regular stomping > ground for Sinister folk. BUTBUTBUT, what about PUBLIC ENEMY* FOR FREE at the dome, look: http://www.respectfestival.org.uk Delightful as primrose hill is, one cannot miss an opportunity like this, especially since everyone's been banging on about how good they were at ATP. Also Respect is great fun in general, you get to sign petitions and everything ;) and it's probably no worse getting to farringdon from north greenwich than from camden... > > if you think you might go and are worried about > getting lost or being killed by Goths as they're alot > in Camden Aw, poor goths, it's not their fault, bless 'em. At glasto (I will finish my glasto write-up and put it on the interweb soon, honest) I saw a very gothy boy watching the polyphonic spree, he looked suitably cheered up afterwards though :) Speaking of glasto, I liked the way that pretty much everyone seems to have met up with someone, despite us all not meeting up together at the same time, even though I'd wager most of us were quite close to each other (the delgados seems to have been a key point i think, I was stood in front of the sound desk next to Cay and Lixi and Big Jim, but couldn't see anyone else...) ALSO ALSO, trucker hat??!!??!?!?!?! Are bellysebby trying to be TRENDY or something. I blame momus, probably... Anyway, see you at tigerwanking if you don't fancy BRINGING THE NOISE (NB if you do fancy flavor flav drop me a line, I'll be there with usual ilx suspects I imagine) xoxo CarsmileSteve *PE count as content BTW, look: http://www.missprint.org/sinister/mhonarc/199907/msg00013.html Haha, looking at that also made me look at my post K is replying to, I'd forgotten I had "slightly anal about 80s pop" as my sig for a while, oh dear... +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister at missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo at missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ From kimgirton at xxx.com Thu Jul 10 21:57:55 2003 From: kimgirton at xxx.com (Kimberly Girton) Date: Thu, 10 Jul 2003 16:57:55 -0400 Subject: No subject Message-ID: DON'T TRY TO SAY TO ME THAT THIS WAS NEVER MEANT TO BE... Alright, Eastern Shore Sinisterites/ines/eens: you might want to sit down for this -- we're going to try a Sinister Picnic! I know, I know -- IT'LL NEVER WORK! But hold off on the verbal flogging -- Apparently, these Midatlantic Pinic Attempts have a piss-poor history, but all the more reason to try again! (I am by nature NOT that optimistic, by the way, so typing such a sentiment actually made me throw up a bit. OK, not really. Ewwww.) Now that I know there are at least six or seven people interested (and that's not counting my fellow lurkers) and the idea hasn't completely flatlined yet, I feel courageous (or naive) enough to say, "So Fancypants, what weekend is good for you?" ("Fancypants" being plural and inclusive of all who live in the tristate area). And thusly I have said it. Anyone who's interested in attending what will be the grandest time to be had in downtown DC should e-mail me, even those with questions about transportation and places to crash if necessity dictates. Some fabulous list individuals have offered their time and presence and planning capabilities (as I have none) so it's not to be missed if you're within a reasonable driving distance. Speaking of said individuals, thank you for the response to my first post. :) Every email made me all squishy inside. Which is a good way to stave off scleroderma. Probably the best way, in fact. So drop me some concrete suggestions if you so wish. I'll do the detail work, but am very bad at making aesthetic choices, even as it pertains to my leisure time. And might I add that I'm ridiculously joyful at the thought of a picnic? Even if I might NOT add it, there it is. Also, this is in extreme advance, but Ted Leo's coming back to the Black Cat after having to cancel his latest DC show due to throat injury. September 10, backstage, 9 PM. I'll be there, so if anyone else is interested, perhaps we could have a mini-meetup there? Or if anyone else wants to suggest shows (sorry I'll miss the Aisler's Set!) for meet-ups, I'm all ears. IT COULD HAVE BEEN A BRILLIANT CAREER Non-sequitir: It seems to me a good indication of a bad day at work when the most heated discussion is about whether or not "awhile" is always one word, or if a space can be placed between the A and the W. Turns out you CAN use "a while," but it has to be used as a noun. And "awhile" must be used as an adverb in order to be considered correct. Also, I hate my job. Since I stupidly graduated and they consequently booted me from college, I've aged three psychological years for every one Roman-calendar year. I'm not liking the math. That being said, I will take my leave. Mostly because it's time to go home from work. Hopefully, I will hear from some of you soon. Till then and then some --- Kim _________________________________________________________________ The new MSN 8: advanced junk mail protection and 2 months FREE* http://join.msn.com/?page=features/junkmail +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister at missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo at missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ From pass_the_peas85 at xxx.com Fri Jul 11 16:32:33 2003 From: pass_the_peas85 at xxx.com (hannah brown) Date: Fri, 11 Jul 2003 16:32:33 +0100 Subject: Sinister: smoke a cigarette, i'm not ready ret. Message-ID: Finally after months of hair pulling i have finally finished my years of "education". I can now quietly sit back with a salami roll and start reading sinister again. I've totally lost touch, is there any gossip that i have missed???? I hear that they are selling B&S baseball caps!!!!! Is this honestly true. I drew up some designs for B&S merchandise, they included, girl and boy record bags, fold away 12" and 45" record boxes with a set of stickers to personalise your box and a B&S fuzzy felt set, but they never replied to me. BAH to the baseball hats. As well as being out of sinister touch i have been out of musical and social touch too. I went into FOPP the other day and noticed that the Tindersticks and Mogwai both have new albums out. I hung my head in shame for not knowing this. I did however search out a brilliant and rather odd guy who goes by the name of SOFT PINK TRUTH. He is a former member of Matmos and creates his electo beats and sounds from tiny samples of really terrible pop tunes. He then chops them up and distorts them. It's kinda similar to Bastard Pop but it's really catchy and kitch. Anyway if you've got soulsearch or the equvalent get "make-up", it's a top tune. Woohoo, a picnic, in london, on the 19th!! I'm going to get the day off of work and jooly well go, it's been far too long. See some of you then hopefully, hannah bxxx ps, i've just found the spell check tool, OH JOY!!! _________________________________________________________________ Hotmail messages direct to your mobile phone http://www.msn.co.uk/msnmobile +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister at missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo at missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ From ailsa_watson72 at xxx.com Sun Jul 13 11:53:25 2003 From: ailsa_watson72 at xxx.com (Ailsa Watson) Date: Sun, 13 Jul 2003 10:53:25 +0000 Subject: Sinister: Keep on trucking in the twee world Message-ID: Mr Carsmile reminded everyone that he used to be "slightly anal about 80s pop". I think I have to take full responsibility for that, viz. http://www.missprint.org/sinister/mhonarc/199905/msg00575.html So, er, hello folks. I have been spending far too long not posting to Sinister, but I guess I'm not the only one. I have been lurking during my posting sabbatical, and God it's changed around here. I won't say in what way. Several years too late, I would like to say a belated "hello" to all the peeps at the Glasgow gig, especially Mr 96 and Mr RJG for letting me move into their living room for three days, (with added props to Mr Kaiserotto for wussing out of the sofa-sleeping, thus allowing me said space to sleep) and saving me a small fortune in taxi fares, Mr Trousers and Mr The Pinefox for putting up with my snoring, smelly feet and general room-sharey-ness stuff, Mr Chu for buying the biggest round in the world at the gig, thus saving hours of queuing all round, and everyone else for making an old woman feel young and part of things again. Rest assured if I had any money I'd be tigermilking with the best of them on Saturday... So, trucker hats, eh? What the well-dressed tweeble around town will surely be wearing, and no mistake. Shouldn't everyone going to the Public Enemy thing buy them and wear them sideyways in a Flavor Flav stylee? That would RAWK I'm sure. \m/ This has been a lovely nostalgia trip for me. But I'll have to go hibernate for another eighteen months now I think. Ailsa xx _________________________________________________________________ Get Hotmail on your mobile phone http://www.msn.co.uk/msnmobile +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister at missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo at missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ From lleweth at xxx.com Mon Jul 14 05:58:39 2003 From: lleweth at xxx.com (Laura Llew) Date: Mon, 14 Jul 2003 04:58:39 +0000 Subject: Sinister: So many cargo pants, so little cargo Message-ID: Whoot! I now officially have my tickets to the August Belle & Sebastian show in Prospect Park! Of course, I still can't believe I'm going to Brooklyn just to see them - I think it's a testament to my devotion to the band. I remember declaring my love for Ben Marcus. Oh, how I would follow him anywhere! Then, the very weekend which I was in the city he was going to be doing a signing. I was swooning from excitement ... until I discovered just exactly where. Oh, how I would follow him to the ends of the very earth, just not to Brooklyn! However, I do have a weakness for Prospect Park which I blame on reading Chaim Potok novels as an impressionable young girl. (I also blame this for my affinity for Jewish boys.) When I was a senior in high school my youngest brother - who is three years older than me - moved to Brooklyn. We had never been very close but I went up to visit him. I guess I wanted to become closer, bond, and all those other siblingesque things. Well, that and check out the five other boys in their early twenties who he was sharing a brownstone with... I remember absolutely nothing about that trip except for us sitting outside of Prospect Park on a bench watching as these two men stole a stereo from a car. It was a bonding moment indeed. Eric eroticized: Unfortunately for all concerned (i.e. ME) Laura wasn't wearing the Catwoman mask. If she had been, I believe I would have turned all girl-liking and swooned. So, in order for Eric to like girls they have to have most of their face covered with a mask? Now, that makes sense. You don't have to worry about me being the cause of any changes to sexual preferences with my Ghost World catmask either. A girl - who is always trying to convince me to become a lesbian - gave that to me for a present while in the bookshop one day. I blushed fiercely, quickly put it away, and then went home and took pictures of myself in it. Hee. However, that's about as far as I went. If I were to wear it around others, I would blush so ferociously that I'm pretty sure that the mask would catch fire. As far as I know, Burned Rubber Scars On Face = Fashion No No. Miss Mandee May Murmured: About a year ago Juicy Lucy warned those of us in long-distance relationships that one of the two would eventually have to relocate to be with their honey. With the exception of the time that I deduced that Larry King really was an alien, I've never shown any particular insightfulness. However, I was pretty sure that the allure of a long-distance relationship was that you never had to be with your significant other for any lengthy period of time. It's so much easier to like someone when you only see them a couple weeks out of the year! Why ruin the joy of not having to by moving closer? Silliness if I have heard it. Then again, I do remember one of my friends saying that my idea of a perfect relationship is Keats dying in Italy writing to Fannie Brawne. Evidently, they remembered me telling about I wouldn't mind having hooked up with Emily Dickinson. She would have been great to be in love with. Even if you both lived in the same town, you could just see her through a window across the street and occasionally wave at each other. Now, that's love. xo, Ll PS - I second Werther David in requesting more Miss Maddie Minx posts. Get in! _________________________________________________________________ Tired of spam? Get advanced junk mail protection with MSN 8. http://join.msn.com/?page=features/junkmail +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister at missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo at missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ From mmcneil79 at xxx.com Mon Jul 14 17:04:17 2003 From: mmcneil79 at xxx.com (Madeleine McNeil) Date: Mon, 14 Jul 2003 17:04:17 +0100 Subject: Sinister: What a way to make a living.... Message-ID: Spurred into action by the gentle nudgings of Sir David and the Llew, I return. There are explanations for my protracted absence, but they're boring and self-indulgent and reflect badly on me, so I shan't go into it here. Suffice to say, I finished my degree and have started real grown-up work of the full-time nine-to-five variety. And I have limited internet access at work and a full office of women who, though kindly, would not appreciate me emailing you legion of bedsit saddos when I should be working. Work is an interesting affair, though no more interesting than it is tiresome and dull, sadly. It's not that I actively dislike it, it's more that I find it so annoying because it prevents me from doing what I really want to do. Don't people realise how much lying down and reading I could be doing if it weren't for all those pesky phone calls and enquiries? How can they not see how much they're holding me back from my life? Life has now become something that I fit in in the evenings if I'm not too weary, or do at the weekends if I'm not too hungover. And work is also turning me into one of those people who moans about work all the time, and I hate that.... Romance appears to be in the Sinister air, and big congratulations are shouted out to the other side of the world to Mrs and Mr Julie and David Bulk. Getting married looks like a right laugh. I do hope their wedding will be like the one I attended the other weekend. Actually, I didn't attend the wedding because my girl reckoned it would be dull, so we jetted up to the North East for the reception. The bride looked wonderful, just as she should. She spend the evening flinging her frock around, dancing to Nutbush City Limits by Tina Turner, while the groom kept sloping off for sneaky cigarettes where his Mam and Dad couldn't see him. Surely, if you've got a three year old child and you've just got hitched, isn't it time that your folks know you smoke? They sure as hell know you had pre-marital sex. I have missed many Sinister activities in the past year or so, and now I have to miss the next one. Dash it all. I have promised my mate Scottish Stu that I'll go to his party on Saturday, so I can't come down to London to twist the night away at Tigermilking. Once, Scottish Stu got angry and hit someone so hard he broke his own finger. He's not the kind of chap I like to turn down. Also, I've heard that at his last party there was a guest who got so drunk he wet his pants. I hate this particular man with the fire of a thousand suns, so must attend in the hopes that I can see the slack-jawed fucker lying in a pool of his own urine. I'm sure you all understand. Another thing that I am sad about is the fact that I shan't have the chance to go on one of my bizarre caravanning holidays this year. Regular readers may remember my jaunts in both Buxton and Boston. The high points of these trips were, respectively, eating hummous in the park, and a day trip to Skegness. Now that I'm a wage slave, I am far too busy swanning around to meetings, sometimes travelling as far as Coalville (smallest gene pool in Britain apparently. Oh man, does it show....) and Market Harborough, I can't take off to the wilds of anywhere that's within a two hour drive. Instead, I'm settling for a week in North Wales. It's female, three-generational fun! My mother, sister and grandma and I are taking off, so that we can have arguments in a new environment. Best New Bossy Susan quote: "Now you, our Mads, look like Drew Barrymore if she'd had reverse lipsuction. You know, with the fat put in...? Smoochey wet kisses to all of you, Madeleine _________________________________________________________________ On the move? Get Hotmail on your mobile phone http://www.msn.co.uk/msnmobile +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister at missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo at missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ From ianwatsonuk at xxx.com Mon Jul 14 18:23:03 2003 From: ianwatsonuk at xxx.com (Ian Watson) Date: Mon, 14 Jul 2003 17:23:03 +0000 Subject: Sinister: i'm not saying you're not pretty In-Reply-To: Message-ID: Am I allowed to report back on my own shenanigans? I guess we¹re all doing that on here, in some way or another. So here goes. What I got up to when I went on a mini DJ-ing tour of the country last month. OXFORD JUNE 20TH: In the company of my musical supervisor and attorney Rupert, we made our way to Oxford. Drove straight past the venue, over a bridge, under spires, slumbering or not. All very pretty. The riverside pubs looked especially inviting. Met up with David and his team, our promoters and hosts for the night. Good room above the pub ­ just one problem. No curtains. It was bright sunlight outside and would be almost til the end of the night, since we were on pub hours. Curtains were needed and found. David informed me that Stuart had pulled out of Nottingham, which was the first I¹d heard of it. Oh well. Had some food downstairs ­ the not very healthy vegetarian option of fried egg in a baguette and chips ­ then up to get things underway. Adam would be our guest for the night and play from half eight til nine. I¹d then do til closing. First hour was nice and calm. Our first paying clubber wanted to hear Dusty and got to sit in the venue by herself (bar me and Rupert) to listen to her request. Got talking to Mark from this parish. Then the girls from Coventry who went to London the night before turned up ­ they wanted to hear more Shangri Las. No problem. Great set from Adam, then it was my turn. My highlights were as follows: Different Drum by the Lemonheads followed by "Mrs Robinson" by Simon & Garfunkel 3 Is The Heavenly Option ­ fast becoming a firm favourite Nipping off to the loo during There Is A LightŠand hearing it skip while I was mid ablution. Erk! It got caught in a loop but David rescued it. There was a huge chod of dust on the needle apparently. Ooops. The wobbling table. Every time a footstomper came on, the table would wobble and the record start to jump. Not much fun, as I had to spend half the night telling people not to dance so enthusiastically, which is kind of defeating the point. Rupert stepped in to hold said table at one point, but refused point blank to help any further when I cued up Crash. He knew a lost cause when he saw one. Needless to say, fervent bouncing ensued and we hardly made it to the end of the track. Claire¹s cakes. Very nice. Even if they didn¹t have any OJ in them. I had two That¹s about it. A great night. I really really enjoyed it and will definitely be back. NOTTINGHAM JUNE 21st: After a morning¹s shopping in Oxford ­ a red top for Nottingham ­ a quick and easy drive to Nottingham. Found the venue straight away again. Said hello to Fosca as they were stepping out of their taxi. Met up with Sam, our promoter for the night. Mentioned, at one point, that I needed a copy of Tigermilk and Sinister, and Aline (sorry, if I¹ve spelt that wrong!) kindly took us to her halls of residence to pick up her copies. In return, I promised to play her countrymates Os Mutantes. Which is the sort of deal it¹s always a pleasure to strike up. Went into town. Chatted with Rachel of Fosca then went to listen to some Christian rappers who were playing on a carpark thing in the city centre. One rhyme was excellent "You might believe in Allah or Krishna/And I don¹t wanna diss yaŠ" Genius. Found ourselves in a second hand record shop. As you do. Spent a happy half hour of so sifting through vinyl, playing bits and pieces on the old record players they had there. Bought a couple of things to play that night. The owner wanted to shut up shop but walked us to another second hand record shop. Or at least to the bottom of the hill it was on. Walked up, past every Indian and Chinese take out in town it seemed, to find it closed. My, the excitement of touring life. Went to Selectadisc, bought the first three REM albums on CD for 12 quid. Excellent. Played ŒSuperman¹ that night. Walked past an all you can eat indian buffet place and decided to get some food. Huge mistake. The worst meal I¹ve had for a long long time. Dreadful food, utterly tasteless or completely not what it was meant to be. Disgusting. Makes me feel sick thinking about it now. Back to the venue. DJ downstairs started off with Gay Bar and followed it up with Money by Pink Floyd. I was very excited. From there, he could have gone anywhere. Anywhere! I wanted to stay downstairs and see what esoteric delights would ensue, but alas it all went a bit predictable after that. Ho hum. Blokes dressed as ladies cavorted downstairs. Upstairs the opposite looked likely. Retired upstairs. Fosca were excellent. I¹ve not seen them before but they were truly great, particularly the new songs. Then it was me. A short, almost greatest hits set, but very enjoyable. The folk of Nottingham were clearly up for a dance and even didn¹t seem too perturbed when I played Tainted Love twice by mistake. Met Robin Stout from here, but was mid DJ-ing and a little busy to talk. Sorry Robin. It¹s great that you can go to two different towns and meet people from Sinister. What have we learnt? The following: Life on tour is all about food. It¹s the one thing that changes. Everything else is pretty much the same. Life on tour is a string of events, happening in a straight line. Reciting them turns you back into your six year old self. "And then weŠand then weŠand thenŠ" Being a DJ, playing the same core songs every night, makes you feel weird. Like you¹re being unadventurous. But if it¹s a different crowd then it shouldn¹t matter. A band don¹t worry after all. Did my best to make sure each night was different ­ and it was. But it¹s all in the margins. Enjoyed playing Jonathan Richman in Oxford and Os Mutantes in Nottingham. For those two alone, it was all worth it. Both were fantastic nights and I¹d happily return any time. THE INEVITABLE END BITŠ This Thursday, July 17th, is the last How Does It Feel To Be Loved? on a Thursday. From next month, we'll be on a Friday. Insert your own early Radiohead jokes here. Our guest DJ this month is Phil Wilson of the June Brides. I'll be doing a special "Cor, what a scorcher" tribute set to the big shiny hot thing in the sky. So far that consists of "Heatwave" and that's about it. Any other suggestions? http://www.howdoesitfeel.co.uk x How Does It Feel To Be Loved? is at the Buffalo Bars, underneath Famous Cock Tavern, outside Highbury & Islington tube, London, 9pm-2am. The playlist is: The Smiths * The Supremes * The Go-Betweens * Dusty Springfield * Belle & Sebastian * Tammi Terrell * Aztec Camera * The Ronettes * Orange Juice * Beach Boys * The Temptations * Velvet Underground * Felt * The Shangri-Las * Primal Scream * Otis Redding * The Field Mice * The Stone Roses * Dexys Midnight Runners * The Four Tops * Dolly Parton * The Orchids +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister at missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo at missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ From clairk at xxx.edu Tue Jul 15 02:51:49 2003 From: clairk at xxx.edu (clairk at xxx.edu) Date: Mon, 14 Jul 2003 20:51:49 -0500 Subject: Sinister: hi, friends! Message-ID: <1138385625.1058215909@LIBR429-10> It made sense to me that every building in this part of the country would have a basement in the event of dodgy weather conditions such as we're experiencing right now. That was before I moved into my current apartment, which has no basement. So here I am in the library waiting for these storms to pass so that I can go back home and not get swept away like so many little dogs named Toto. I'm glad that people who were at Glastonbury have reported back! since we don't get too many huge festivals here in flyover country. I spent part of that weekend being jealous, but I was in Wisconsin for most of it, and when you're in Madison there's too many restaurants around and too much food to eat to waste time on things like that. Oh well. Next year I'll be there, assuming I learn to control the world financial markets and drive the exchange rate down to like a hundred pounds to the dollar the night before tickets go on sale. That'll show 'em! I may not be going to Prospect Park to see the band, but I _am_ going to Cleveland to see Celtic and they're from Glasgow, so it's almost like the same thing. And my seats for the football will be much better than where I'd be at for a concert. And I get to ride roller coasters. I think I get the better deal, personally. Although I don't have anyone in specific that I'd like to request posts from, I would like to request posts in general, as I've recently discovered that I can get away with checking my e-mail at work and the afternoons are much more exciting when I switch over to the e-mail and it says I have a new message awaiting me. Trucker hats? I remember back in the day when I was in the third grade and didn't have any real baseball hats yet, and my dad would give me all his trucker hats with the names of herbicides on them that he'd get at farm shows in Iowa. Those were old school. I can't imagine these hats as being able to lend the "FFA chapter president" look that I was going for by wearing a trucker hat in the first place. bah. Maybe if they had a picture of a cornstalk on it. But I don't think they have corn in Scotland. You could prove me wrong if you'd like. At any rate, when I hit my mid-life crisis and start driving sixteen-wheelers across the country, I think I'll stick with hats that say Monsanto on them. I'll fit in better with the convoy that way. roger, ten-four, -kevin +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister at missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo at missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ From stephanowic at xxx.it Tue Jul 15 10:21:19 2003 From: stephanowic at xxx.it (=?iso-8859-1?Q?Stefano_[Steady-State]?=) Date: Tue, 15 Jul 2003 11:21:19 +0200 Subject: Sinister: =?iso-8859-1?Q?tiger_tiger...?= Message-ID: Hello Dear Sinisters Grrrrrrr grrrrrrrr. I should go like Tiger tiger burning bright, but that would be more or less all my skills in English poetry, so I´ll better actually stop before even starting... I´d rather go tiger !T!IG!E!R!M!I!L!K!I!N!G! it is finally here, this Saturday, yes the one which is coming, and, even if my Dj skills are, beware, probably not any I can still hide in the first half an hour while you can quietly enjoy the pub bar!! This is just a sketch of what we should (or should?) play... Belle and Sebastian, The Velvet Underground, The Smiths, Nick Drake, ONQ, Karate, Reynold, Shellac, Led Zeppelin, The Pink Floyd, Cut, The Sex Pistols, Buzzcocks, Slint, Joy Division, The sister of Mercy, Blonde Red Head, Sonic Youth, Pixies, Pavement, Hefner, Sebahod, Dinosaurs Jr., Stooges, The Make Up, At The Drive In, Econoline, Trail of Death, Explosion in the Sky, Le Tigre, Yo La Tengo, Sugarcubes, The Lucksmiths, Teenage Funclub, Jet Johnson, Camera Obscura, The Yeah, yeah, yeahs, Pastels, Kyus, The Who, The Kinks, Thirteen Floor Elevator, Bikini Killers, The Kills, The Strokes, Turbonegro, The White Stripes, Meanwhile Back in Communist Russia, Ladyton, Broadcast, Electerlane & Helen love, New York Dolls, Urusei Yatsura, Aisler Set, Ballboy , Wolf Colonel, The Clinetele, Lo-Hi, Tarentel, Spice Gils, Low, Smog, Stereolab And here is where is taking place: The Betsey Trotwood/56 farringdon Road/ Saturday 19 July 2003 Here are the instruction how to get to the venue if you fancy that: http://www.fancyapint.com/thepubs/pub296.htm (I always DO fancy a pint... such a brilliant name for a web site!) (Actually on the same night *don't* pay to go in to see "Fri 18 Jul £5/£4 The Cacophonic Experiment" as that is something all together different!!!!) And here´s a link to the website from which you can print of a flier and save a pound!! :http://www.undermybed.org/tigermilking And hopefully the day will be as hot and sunny as today so it should be great to enjoy the Picnic in nearby Primro Saturday to come... picnic blanket... giving wax to my dancing shoes.... What else shall I do? (a pretty inconsistent post I have to admit) take care stefano ~#~#~#~#~#~#~#~#~# in the time of the winter the waiter fell into the snow he could hear a voice but will he ever find his way if I'm so far from your heart why do I feel it beat and time won't wait for us ~#~#~#~#~#~#~#~#~#~ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister at missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo at missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ From hodottir at xxx.com Tue Jul 15 13:18:00 2003 From: hodottir at xxx.com (The Hodottir) Date: Tue, 15 Jul 2003 13:18:00 +0100 Subject: Sinister: Boys rule, girls drool. Message-ID: Hello you cheeky batch of munkeys, In fact, just typing that has made me realise there really isn't enough monkey talk on Sinister is there? But that's not why I'm posting. A few of you may know my posting habits - I tend to lurk for months, never contributing a jot or adding to the debate until something baffles me to the point where I simply can't resist opening the forum to a bunch of B&S fans who quite possibly have an answer for everything. This year's hot topic: Why is it that boys have great hobbies and interests while most girls just seem to make a lifelong hobby of snaring the boys with the hobbies? HUH? Is anybody else out there feeling this? Par exampluh: Boys can: Play guitar (and/or other instruments) DJ Make the interweb Shoot films Skateboard (ref: the delightful Avril Lavigne) etc Girls can: Put on make-up Shop for Scotland Flirt Win gold in Olympic gossip Hug It's not like I hadn't noticed the difference before, but it's becoming more and more glaringly obvious as the boys are turning their hobbies into really cool and exciting careers, while the girls are lagging behind, tripping up over their legwarmers. (Think Spinal Tap's Jeanine to the infintely talented David and you're catching my drift...) Can anyone explain this, or am I just being a bit too hard on my sistahs? Perhaps you'll retort with a 'speak for yourself', but come on, I mean, we're a bit crap, aren't we? Oh dear, what a poorly-constructed arguement. If I were a boy, I'd have thought it through - laid it out. Better still, I'd have sent you a post about something more interesting - like whammy bars or whatever they're talking about down Denmark Street this week. Answers on a Dukes of Hazzard postcard please. Love and Poochie lipgloss Miss Ho x _________________________________________________________________ Express yourself with cool emoticons - download MSN Messenger today! http://www.msn.co.uk/messenger +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister at missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo at missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ From kmhyde at xxx.edu Tue Jul 15 17:52:53 2003 From: kmhyde at xxx.edu (Kevin Hyde) Date: Tue, 15 Jul 2003 12:52:53 -0400 Subject: Sinister: michiko kakutani + my searing crush Message-ID: <000001c34af1$88e8ae70$ac72ef80@DEVELOPMENT> Hi everyone, If I were to ever find myself in a hardcore band, perhaps even waking up onstage in medias res, I would perform a slow burning ballad to the woman named above, in the subject line: the New York Times literary critic who is not only an excellent writer, but whose septi-syllabic name is a veritable palatal workout. I find her occasionally inscrutable and hostile manner to be one of the most attractive things, and heck, why not? Who wouldn't love a girlfriend like that? I think she's also like 50 though, so, uh, it might not work out. Although, given recent lyrical trends in Liz Phair albums (and I can only assume that Michiko is a raving LP fan, probably has like "Exile in Guyville" glued into her Technics), maybe she's "beginning to think young guys rule". Hot, baby, hot. Other Kevin (to whom I am known as 'bastard idiot Kevin') said he would kill babies if he had his druthers. Oh, wait, no, I'm confusing him with someone from the Godspeed You! Black Emperor mailing list. Other Kevin actually mentioned the afternoon email coma syndrome, which is a great great thing. Customarily, I'll come back from my one-hour lunch break and sit down and, as my brother likes to say in reference to bands like Phish, "just fucking jam". I wrote an email to the manufacturer of Listerine the other day, in hopes that they might let me know what the name of the actress who appears in the swishing-around-in-her-mouth commercial is (my roommate and I had decided to write to her c/o someone and let her know that she was, in fact, the apotheosis of the phrase 'cute as a button'). The email I got back, which was surprisingly ungrammatical, informed me that Listerine could not divulge the personal information of this actress, and besides they didn't know anyway, and then went on to sort of clumsily imply that I was an asshole for even wondering in the first place. Hmmm. When does one become a lurker? I mean, it really rather seems like one of those adjectives that are logically ambiguous, much along the same lines as 'bald'. Is one post per year a lurker? Although I suppose you could just say something like 'posting not once in a calendar year' merits a membership in lurkerdom, I'd imagine that's the only brute discontinuity that exists. Anyway, hey, what if there are people on this list who have taken a vow of silence? I was wondering about this, with brow intensely furrowed, because of the monks shown in the amazingly wonderful and blasphemous AOL commercial, who IM each other back and forth like pre-prom dateless teens. Does this actually happen? In case you can't tell from the above two paragraphs, I'm as vulnerable as an eight year-old on sodium pentothal when it comes to the suggestive nature of television commercials. Real point being though: lurkers, hello. You are people too, I know, I know. Have been playing loads of badminton lately. Will extend offer of marriage to any girl who can and does smoke while playing badminton, this way I can feel justified in saying publicly something like 'take that out of your mouth and hit that 'cock back to me', which I have been known to quote in places like, oh say, my high school yearbook. 's true. Anythough, seriously, I do love me some badminton, and will suffer gross indignities to play it. This being by far the most inconsistent of my already-pretty-much-fiercely-uneven posts, I'll non-sequitur end it on the same note I finished my senior paper in philosophy: "and thus, after so much struggling and wasted debate, the problems of ethical language are, finally, reolved." Xxx hubris and comma action, whew. Oh, and thanks to Kim Girton for preparing the (middle) East Coast to picnic the holy hell out of itself. We will report back so hard, it'll be Rashomon, email version. ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS Hannah Brown mentioned 'Soft Pink Truth' and I almost wet myself, this album is so ruthlessly good, really. Laura Llew spoke of Prospect Park in conjunction with tickets and cat masks and poetess recluses. Re: which I saw something on a website once that went like this- GIRL: Hey, I'm feeling, um, a little Emily GUY: What's that? GIRL: Dick in, son. It's shake and bake, and I helped, xoxo, Kevin +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister at missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo at missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ From competitionsmile at xxx.com Tue Jul 15 20:13:27 2003 From: competitionsmile at xxx.com (Christine Irene) Date: Tue, 15 Jul 2003 12:13:27 -0700 (PDT) Subject: Sinister: detroit rock city Message-ID: <20030715191327.40699.qmail@web40603.mail.yahoo.com> greetings everyone....it's good to be home. i am fresh off of a couple of days in America's loveliest city...Detroit, Michigan. (to those overseas who are unaware of the US opinion of detroit, michigan, it is affectionately known as "the toilet.") i took my l'il sister there for the big eminem show...well, one of the two big eminem shows. i dunno how popular eminem is here on sinister as he is not really known for being twee....i like him though. i like everything....except for the shite stripes. well, i like music from every genre really......a few observations on the show and Detroit: 1) Detroit has the most fucked up road system i have ever driven on.....highway signs very small and hidden behind trees.....the way streets in the heart of downtown are all U shaped and always turn you around, whether you like it or not. 2) every single thing in that city is named after or in some way references ford....i sort of expected a lot of ford propaganda...but my goodness! 3) the way they make each side of their stadiums look alike, so you never know what entrance you are at. 4) missy elliot was amazing..... 5) eminem swore the least of the 3 acts... 6) i refuse to refer to fifty cent as fifty cent...i always call him fifty cents.....i mean really. i am a white suburban girl, and i accept that....don't even get me started on the wanna-be-gangsta-ghetto youth who call him "fitty..." ewww. 7) a songwriting tip.....if you are at a loss for lyrical content, gratuitous use of the word "mohterfucker" will make the kids think you are a lyrical prodigy....perhaps that is why the Belles have never gone mainstream... "If you're feeling sinister, dawg go and and see a minister, dawg he'll try in vain to take away, y'all the pain of being a hopeless motherfucker" see...sheer poetry. ah well....after an-almost tornado this morning, the sun shines again.....will it ever stop raining in chicago? if animals start lining up 2x2, i'm getting the hell outta here :O) ~motherfuckerstine __________________________________ Do you Yahoo!? SBC Yahoo! DSL - Now only $29.95 per month! http://sbc.yahoo.com +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister at missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo at missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ From foranotherdream at xxx.com Tue Jul 15 22:07:42 2003 From: foranotherdream at xxx.com (bus stoppers) Date: Tue, 15 Jul 2003 14:07:42 -0700 (PDT) Subject: Sinister: an ode to love and friendship Message-ID: <20030715210742.10809.qmail@web12405.mail.yahoo.com> it has been a while, and i doubt that but just a teeny handful of you might actually know who i am. but i had to post. just had to. i am in the big apple. new york. nyc. an old friend from san diego moved here and i sit here at her computer while she is at the lab letting the rats out of their meshy confines. but back to my point. as if i hardly ever have one. i am staying with my friend john in jersey city. he has high ceilings that i had never seen in person before. *flashback* valentine's day. 2002. my first valentine ever. and a sinister one at that. *real time* basically i just wanted to sit and write about him. because i completely adore him. so if you don't want to read on about someone special, fuck off and read something else. he is my comfort personified. he is the kind of friend that i don't mind the effort. i want everything special and beautiful for him. and though he may not believe it, i believe within my inner depths of all that is innocent and true that he will recieve it. he introduces me to new things that aren't so scary as when i'm alone. he is my warm blanket on chilly days. i have urges to hug him every once and a while. i have to get my fix. have you ever loved someone so much that you could literally feel it in your guts? my new daily prayer from now on will be that everyone finds one... he gives me complete honesty and the best of our humanity. a perspective of someone older, wiser, and beautiful. he is a gentlemen, which is a wonderful rarity. he pushes me to be a better person. and i want to be a better person for me and for him. i want to make him proud of me. so here's to you my love, cheers. everyone raise your glasses. here's to circus boys who feel melancholy for red heads and upstate new yorkers with the cutest ears in the world... love forever and ever, your little sara ===== all the people'd stare as if we were both quite insane someday my name and his are going to be the same __________________________________ Do you Yahoo!? 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WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ From boyincorduroy at xxx.com Wed Jul 16 12:03:26 2003 From: boyincorduroy at xxx.com (=?iso-8859-1?q?Mark=20Casarotto?=) Date: Wed, 16 Jul 2003 12:03:26 +0100 (BST) Subject: Sinister: I wish u heaven? Message-ID: <20030716110326.61419.qmail@web10401.mail.yahoo.com> Ka-bam! Hey sinisterines – it’s me, spurred into action by Laura and Werther spurring Maddie into action. A ménage a quatre, if you will, albeit separated on at least 4 dimensional planes. It’s only 10 days till I get on my 20th or so flight of the last year – not bad for a chap who’s, at best, been in part-time employment over that time. Unfortunately, it won’t be back to my beloved America, but I’m not *too* sad about that, as close friends will know, thanks to the imminent arrival of something rather special in the UK. However, I will be back in New York next April, thank heavens – I’ve become addicted to Americana since my first trip there to see B&S at the Supper Club. Ah, mammaries. Did you know Sinister will be 6 soon? There are people who seem to think it’s even older, but no dears, your maths is slightly out. Lorraine’s putting-women’s-lib-back-40-years post was marvellous, and it makes me sad she only says hello when the poor thing is confused, or has the vapours. Perhaps she should just apply herself to being pretty, sewing ribbons on her bonnet, etc. Or coming to London for Tigermilking! Which I’ll be DJing at, natch, and I’m a fucking great DJ, honest I am. Hello again, Christine. Do you mind speaking for yourself when referring to Sinister as twee? Thanks awfully. And Fifty Cent, do you think perhaps it could be adjectival? Ebay’s got its fingers into me recently, but bargains are proving annoyingly hard to find. Unless you want books, but to be honest, they’re not very good. There were an amusingly large number of Potter books for sale at way above cover price in the week before it came out – seems some people didn’t click that by the time the auction finished, they’d be able to buy it for a tenner on Amazon. Tsk. And finally – are there two tall bob-haired guitar-playing sisters from London on this list, as I was standing behind you both on the tube yesterday and I noticed Twattybus in your CD player. I was sadly not wearing an upside down badge, but I don’t even know if that’s the recognised sign of sinisterism these days. Still searching for Lovesexy at 99p, Mark xxx ________________________________________________________________________ Want to chat instantly with your online friends? Get the FREE Yahoo! Messenger http://uk.messenger.yahoo.com/ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister at missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo at missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ From dancatjess at xxx.com Wed Jul 16 21:58:28 2003 From: dancatjess at xxx.com (Emma Cooper) Date: Wed, 16 Jul 2003 21:58:28 +0100 Subject: Sinister: Was ist dein lieblingsfach? Message-ID: Hello Everyone. I just got back from Germany today. Four of us went, the other three had 'pen pal' friend people and I'd found one so we all had somewhere free to stay with food, which was good. Our plan was to spend a week loitering around in Alsfeld (picturesque smallish town east of Frankfurt, in the centre) and maybe say some xenophobic anti-german comments relating to the war, loudly, in jest, of course and eat ice cream and buy CDs. Then on saturday I found myself amongst 750,000 barely-clad flourescent germans dancing to loud house music coming from trucks in Berlin. It was interesting, I felt a bit out of place in my jeans and red knitted cardigan (not as hot as it sounds), though the weather was hot. A highlight was definately and break in the doom,doom,doom,doom drum beat for 15 seconds of the Doors' 'The End' and I heard 2 house versions of Minnie Riperton songs around, Lovin' you and Inside my love (the "2 people... song). We were getting a bit desperate for any half decent music with tunes. The house version of the doors song was a big improvement on Will Young's take on light my fire. Actually met a girl called Nicole who calls her dad Papa, we thought this was brilliant and there were lots of reinactions of "papa" ... "nicole" ( from the advert). Things could only go down hill from there and I was deeply dissappointed when in reply to my " your 3 wishes and no 'more wishes', 'lots of money', world peace' " she replied with " long healthy life for me and family and friends" how uttlerly unimaginative. But she did redeem herself in general conversation and she picked chocolate over cheese in my long running asking everyone which they prefer. These two question go out to anyone if you want to answer, I'd be interested. One morning the host mother was talking to me about the Reichstag and Hitler and I spent the whole time desperately wanting to ask her with an innocent face who Hitler was. I didn't. Germany is cleaner than England and there are lots of those power generating windmills, but the food isn't as good. By the way I've never heard of the cave art in Derbyshire but I'm intrigued. Has anyone ever heard of the phrase "to sleep with the fishes" ? Tchuss Emma +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister at missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo at missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ From kimgirton at xxx.com Thu Jul 17 15:23:16 2003 From: kimgirton at xxx.com (Kimberly Girton) Date: Thu, 17 Jul 2003 10:23:16 -0400 Subject: No subject Message-ID: Hello all, Can three posts earn me an exit pass from Lurkerdom? I'm not sure I'd like that, being quite comfortable as a Lurker. I am a fan of Lurking. I feel as though if I post, it implies the ridiculous notion that I imagine myself a person with something interesting to say. May I reiterate the phrase "ridiculous notion?" And yet, speaking of interesting things to say, the infamous Laura Llew wrote: "Evidently, they remembered me telling about I wouldn't mind having hooked up with Emily Dickinson. She would have been great to be in love with. Even if you both lived in the same town, you could just see her through a window across the street and occasionally wave at each other. Now that's love." I have to say, that's probably one of the most accurate desscriptions I've ever heard of the perfect relationship for the Quietly Aloof (as opposed to The Antisocial, or even The Emotionally Unavailable...). To have the "warm fuzzies," ------ ah, that lovely feeling ----- and at least a vague sense of the unconditional acceptance of a relationship... but without all the bother of human interaction, which is frought with perils, being dependent on humans who are by definition fuck-ups (wow, that ended the illusion that could at all feign a poetic voice)... Anyway, I just wanted to point out that the Emily-Dickinson-in-the-Window is a splendid metaphor. On to more concrete things: Since I've gotten a huge zilch on time/place suggestions for the MidAtlantic Picnic, I'm going to perform a First for myself and take initiative. I'm throwing out a picnicky date here -- seems to me a good weekend would be that of *August 23*? Perhaps An Afternoon Picnic on the Mall, either that Saturday or Sunday. If we all get on famously, there's always NW and Adam's Morgan nightlife to behold later in the evening. Foodstuffs, booze, activities and booze can be arranged; I'm just looking for a general roll call as to who's up for it. Anyone? As always, emails are welcome. And if you're feeling blase about it, just think of all the reporting back we could do! We could even lie to make it sound like we had WAY more fun than we actually did! Enticing, isn't it? Besides, SOMEONE'S got to throw popcorn at the tourists. I'm tired of doing it every weekend all by myself. It gets lonely and inconveniently buttery. Back to work. Ugh. Best to all, Kim _________________________________________________________________ MSN 8 with e-mail virus protection service: 2 months FREE* http://join.msn.com/?page=features/virus +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister at missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo at missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ From Katia913 at xxx.com Thu Jul 17 16:59:26 2003 From: Katia913 at xxx.com (Katia913 at xxx.com) Date: Thu, 17 Jul 2003 11:59:26 -0400 Subject: Sinister: If I were to fall Message-ID: <2253F831.47B01CC7.0077470B@aol.com> Hello Sinister, Every summer I enroll in a community art class. Being home from College and sick of my Studio classes there, they are always a refreshing change. The class is always the same, Advanced Painting taught by Tom James (whenever there is a newcommer, they always call him Mr. Jones by accident without fail, someone giggles and starts to sing some Tom Jones hit). The enrollment is static, a group of mostly 50+ lawyers and teachers that need to unwind from their families. One woman signs up every session (it continues durring the year) but only comes once or twice and shops without her husband's knowing instead. Notwithstanding, the class is a riot. When I graduated from Highschool, they painted my a picture and dubbed me their Cool Cat at the Tuesday Night Fun House. If I were to fall in love, I would pick a man from this class. Rich, a contractor and veitnam vet, brings me old Burt Lancaster films or screenplays by Tennesse Williams. He wears faded old Oxfords like I used to take for smocks from Dad's closet. His hands are hard but delicatly paint only large cats. His stories about his immigrant father and details from the lovely people of veitnam (he lived there for a while after the war) make him more interesting than anyone I could find at a B&S show anyday. Tom would be my other love. He makes me mix tapes of Bel Canto and Nick Drake, soft French pop and Eastern European Techno. And he taught my how to tone a canvas. Why is it that I am more interested in these characters than anyone here? Just a thought. Much love, Kate +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister at missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo at missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ From Katia913 at xxx.com Thu Jul 17 16:59:20 2003 From: Katia913 at xxx.com (Katia913 at xxx.com) Date: Thu, 17 Jul 2003 11:59:20 -0400 Subject: Sinister: If I were to fall Message-ID: <058D44EA.2A8FFD8C.0077470B@aol.com> Hello Sinister, Every summer I enroll in a community art class. Being home from College and sick of my Studio classes there, they are always a refreshing change. The class is always the same, Advanced Painting taught by Tom James (whenever there is a newcommer, they always call him Mr. Jones by accident without fail, someone giggles and starts to sing some Tom Jones hit). The enrollment is static, a group of mostly 50+ lawyers and teachers that need to unwind from their families. One woman signs up every session (it continues durring the year) but only comes once or twice and shops without her husband's knowing instead. Notwithstanding, the class is a riot. When I graduated from Highschool, they painted my a picture and dubbed me their Cool Cat at the Tuesday Night Fun House. If I were to fall in love, I would pick a man from this class. Rich, a contractor and veitnam vet, brings me old Burt Lancaster films or screenplays by Tennesse Williams. He wears faded old Oxfords like I used to take for smocks from Dad's closet. His hands are hard but delicatly paint only large cats. His stories about his immigrant father and details from the lovely people of veitnam (he lived there for a while after the war) make him more interesting than anyone I could find at a B&S show anyday. Tom would be my other love. He makes me mix tapes of Bel Canto and Nick Drake, soft French pop and Eastern European Techno. And he taught my how to tone a canvas. Why is it that I am more interested in these characters than anyone here? Just a thought. Much love, Kate +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister at missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo at missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ From michael at xxx.org Thu Jul 17 17:10:11 2003 From: michael at xxx.org (Michael Vance) Date: Thu, 17 Jul 2003 09:10:11 -0700 Subject: Sinister: And you never knew, how much I really liked you Message-ID: <24D64B4E-B871-11D7-9AC6-000A957E8D0E@infinite-monkeys.org> Who saw Sinister's very own Brier Random on Morrissey-Solo, gushing that he shook the Mozzers hand? http://www.morrissey-solo.com/article.pl?sid=03/07/17/ 1517223&mode=thread I am, of course, extremely jealous. Regards, m. +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister at missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo at missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ From jayeckard at xxx.com Thu Jul 17 22:53:05 2003 From: jayeckard at xxx.com (Jay Eckard) Date: Thu, 17 Jul 2003 21:53:05 +0000 Subject: Sinister: Was ist dein lieblingsfach? Message-ID: >By the way I've never heard of the cave art in Derbyshire but I'm intrigued Well duh. It was put there in 1970 when people working at the Wenley Moor Power Research station saw the Silurians and went crazy. Right before Lionel from As Time Goes By released plague into the rest of Britain! Remember?* GayJay** PS: Kimberly, how many times have I uttered this myself: "It gets lonely and inconveniently buttery"? * I may be confusing my life with television again here (I once thought I was Tristan Farnon for several months in 1982) but I don't think so. **I apologise for this post to anyone who doesn't know me and my addiction to Dr Who personally. So don't even complain bitterly about this short post. -- "The Posby falls into a Trance In which it does a little Dance." Edward Gorey _________________________________________________________________ MSN 8 helps eliminate e-mail viruses. Get 2 months FREE*. http://join.msn.com/?page=features/virus +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister at missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo at missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ From lizdaplyn at xxx.com Fri Jul 18 11:12:11 2003 From: lizdaplyn at xxx.com (Liz Daplyn) Date: Fri, 18 Jul 2003 10:12:11 +0000 Subject: Sinister: Golden lights displaying your name Message-ID: THE TREES THEY GROW HIGH The shrubberies on top of Primrose Hill may have to be pressed into service as shelters tomorrow if the weather continues intermittently wet and windy. It�s happened in the past, and it�ll happen in the future. Don�t let that put you off coming out to frolic and feast, though, and all hilltop chills can be shrugged off by some frenzied indie-kid dancing at Tigermilking later. You know it makes sense. A positive aspect to less clement weather is that I won�t get sunstroke and be sick after drinking too much warm white wine, which is a bonus as Brighton beach won�t be there handy to receive the contents of my stomach. AND THE LEAVES THEY DO GROW GREEN On my train journey inland from the seaside last Sunday, exhausted and slightly dazed from heaving boxes up stairs and the ensuing beery session, I couldn�t be bothered getting my CD player out for a while, but sat by a speeding window staring out hypnotised at adolescent wheatfields fragmentarily displaying whole regiments of acidic green stems under the golden surface as a desultory wind ruffled them like feathers. Darkness soon followed me along the vector of earth I was travelling, and �Regeneration� by the Divine Comedy took me all the way home including the Tube. MANY�S THE TIME MY YOUNG LOVE I�VE SEEN A key to the senses is distance: we can see further than we can hear (dependant upon conditions) and can sense fair or foul odours from further away than the confines of our skin, which bears the pleasures and burdens of tactility. Finally, it is only by internalising an object, by taking it into our mouth, that we can experience the intimacy of taste. Thus something horrible seen or heard is not as visceral (literally: of the intestines - gutwrenching) as something scented, felt or, most disturbingly, tasted. Is this scale of experiential intensity equally applicable to pleasant phenomena? MANY�S THE TIME I�VE WATCHED HIM ALL ALONE A classic Bond film in the form of �Goldfinger� was on TV the other day, annoyingly partitioned and bisected by the 10 o�clock news, but jolly good fun all the same, prompting nostalgic juvenile sniggers at the character played by Miss Honor Blackman, �Pussy Galore�. But anyway, I realised during the pre-credits shooting and shagging sequence that the Sneaker Pimps� minor 1997 hit �6 Underground� is built around a sample from the score to this celluloid triumph. A while ago I placed the glockenspiel sample that Pizzicato 5 used for �Baby Love Child�, but now I can�t remember which 60s soul track it comes from now. Bah. Might be the Righteous Brothers� version of �You�ve Lost That Loving Feeling�. HE�S YOUNG BUT HE�S DAILY GROWING My, this mail has turned into a bit of a monster. However, to segue inelegantly: as Minnie Ripperton sang so memorably, "Loving shoes is easy because they�re beautiful", and that applies most particularly to my new pointy brown suede high heels. I could dent some shins real good with these babies, I�m tellin� you. Brown really is the new black, you know. Don�t misunderstand me, I�m not a fetishist, but by gum there�s something special about swinging the weight of a newly filled shoebox inside a fresh carrier bag as you stride along the street for an appointment with destiny. Ah, retail therapy: the canny shopper can save thousands on shrink bills and crockery. I�ll leave you with that thought for the day, and it only remains to thank Mr Ian Watson for another storming How Does It Feel To Be Loved? at the ever-red Buffalo Bars at Highbury Corner. Soon coming to a Friday near you! I almost literally can�t wait. Love, Liz :x _________________________________________________________________ Stay in touch with absent friends - get MSN Messenger http://www.msn.co.uk/messenger +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister at missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo at missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ From foreversheepish at xxx.uk Fri Jul 18 22:55:49 2003 From: foreversheepish at xxx.uk (=?iso-8859-1?q?Chris=20Eames?=) Date: Fri, 18 Jul 2003 22:55:49 +0100 (BST) Subject: Sinister: All I'm saying pretty baby... Message-ID: <20030718215549.93263.qmail@web80602.mail.yahoo.com> NICE DAY FOR A PICNIC I hope everyone has fun tomorrow at the lovely primrose hill and the eve of Tigermilking. I have been looking forward to it for ages but due to bad timing and inconvenient housemates it turns out we are moving into our new flat Saturday :( It looks like there is very little chance i will make the picnic but i may still be able to get to Tigermilking.... We shall see. I hope everyone hasn’t had to much to drink by then. Actually that would make meeting people a whole lot less scary, i think i will encourage you all to drink as much as possible (without any nasty consequences). I have only met three Sinisters so far, so will try and make it to see the rest of you London peoples. NOT REPORTING BACK I would have lots of happy tales of reporting back like nature, but sadly i did not find out about the recent frank black gig till the day it happened. Never fear, my fellow Pixie obsessed friend said, we can go and buy super expensive tickets off the touts at the venue. S off we trundled to Camden only to find the touts begging us for any spare tickets. We stood non chance, there were others there who had the foresight to make signs to wave around in the ticket hunt. By the looks of it, they were willing to spend a lot more that we could afford if any did turn up. Never fear though, i have already got my ticket to see him when he returns to London in October with the Catholics. I will have to wait till then... O a Pixies note, is it me or are more and more adverts for BBC programs playing Pixies tracks as backing music? I can only think of one on at the moment (some sport thingy with U-Mass as the soundtrack) but I am sure there have been lots in the past few weeks. Maybe the sound guy is a Pixies fan. I think Cannonball by the Breeders has been on more than once as well. One thing really shocked me in the last Eurovision Song contest. They always have a short film introducing each countries act and I’m sure one of them had La La Love You as the background track.... La La Love you don't mean maybe......Chris xxx ps: In answer to Emma's questions, cheese over choc defiantly. I dunno about the wishes, i have a reputation for being indecisive so maybe the wizard would get bored and go away before i made up my mind. Maybe my first wish would be for a patient wizard.... ________________________________________________________________________ Want to chat instantly with your online friends? Get the FREE Yahoo! Messenger http://uk.messenger.yahoo.com/ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister at missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo at missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ From greenstar33 at xxx.com Sun Jul 20 10:45:26 2003 From: greenstar33 at xxx.com (Tamra Ann Thomas) Date: Sun, 20 Jul 2003 05:45:26 -0400 (EDT) Subject: Sinister: if you don't know me, and don't care Message-ID: <20030720094526.066B9B6D2@xmxpita.excite.com> pretend for a moment that you do. i got off of work at 11:30 this evening. i then went to a stale party where everyone was drunk and leaving. a few souls thought it a good idea to drive home. i don't think anyone died. i proceeded to spend the next two hours hanging out with my old crush who turned me down three months ago. i didn't think that the pain that i felt then could get worse. oh yeah. it just got worse. my best friend called me to tell me that he ran into my ex-boyfriend who dumped me over the phone three weeks ago (ok, it was a short relationship, but over the fucking phone? really.). yeah. now i have to go to bed and wake up in three hours to go back to work. (seven in the morning, do the math, it hurts) i think that my life a little sad, at least for the next twelve hours, and the last six prior to this email of rants to people who don't care. (most likely) i am going to dream of horses. tammy. there is no silver lining on a mushroom cloud-ny times ps, ummmm. how about something fun on the west coast of the us for a sinister gathering? like, something near seattle? i don't know. we can throw things at the people from the top of the space needle. it almost makes the nine dollars that you have to pay to get up there worth it. email me if anyone is interested, or it anyone is in the area. i know that there is at least one other seattle sinister out there. i am not so whiney in person. well, most of the time. _______________________________________________ Express Yourself - Share Your Mood in Emails! 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WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ From kimgirton at xxx.com Mon Jul 21 18:02:42 2003 From: kimgirton at xxx.com (Kimberly Girton) Date: Mon, 21 Jul 2003 13:02:42 -0400 Subject: Sinister: Nice Day For A Nap... Message-ID: THE CITY LEFT YOU ALL ALONE Well, MidAtlantic Sinisterees, looks like the weekend of August 23rd for picnicking is no good for some of you, so shall we try September 6 or 7? I know it's a quite a bit from now, but for the sake of proper planning, humor me. Perhaps we could have a really good gathering if we can all plan ahead enough to make it. That would be the right sort of turnout, wouldn't it? We can't have our first-in-a-while Picnic Attempt be a disaster. I think I would cry. I had my heart set on tossing snack foods at passers-by... AND YOU'RE FILLING YOUR FAT FACE... Speaking of buttery popcorn, The Austin Tourism Bureau sent one of those tins with three kinds of popcorn to our office today. As if we all don't already have a grand case of the antsies, now they want to feed us sugar and other useless energy sources. Because that'll make cubicle life THAT much more tolerable. That caramel popcorn will be the death of me. Sweet, sweet death, but death nonetheless. INCH FOR INCH AND POUND FOR POUND For the record, and I know this is going back a ways in emails, but I don't think girls are generally crap at all. Allow me to throw my proverbial "speak for yourself" down from the debate podium. I have plenty of hobbies that do not include making myself "pretty." In fact, most are based on making a complete ass of myself, but that still counts as "not crap." And there stands my vague rebuttal, as the fervor with which I rebuked the statement when I first read the email has subsided to a dull repetition of, "I disagree, but whatever..." in my head, as most overworked, underpaid Yankee heads will do. That being said I again take my leave and hopefully will hear from the Mid-Atlantic Picnickers about what weekend is best for all of us... Take care all, ~ Kim _________________________________________________________________ The new MSN 8: advanced junk mail protection and 2 months FREE* http://join.msn.com/?page=features/junkmail +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister at missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo at missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ From idleberry at xxx.com Mon Jul 21 20:33:37 2003 From: idleberry at xxx.com (idleberry) Date: Mon, 21 Jul 2003 12:33:37 -0700 (PDT) Subject: No subject Message-ID: <20030721193337.80706.qmail@web41110.mail.yahoo.com> Hello Sinister I found sleeping with mice and having mice in my pants in france to be a rather eye opening experience. I did have mice in my pants, and in my t shirt and in my dress. In fact, they went through my whole wardrobe, and I'm convinced they nibbled my new vest top too. I was staying in France, on holiday, in an old house in the south. Apart from having mice in my pants (new cars in my driveway are like, sooo last month, darlings) it was generally a fantastic holiday. The lizards were cute, and throughout the two week fortnight I never grew tired of christening them Eddie or Minelli, such is the simplicity of my humour, and possibly, my intelligence. I am very distressed however, on two accounts, to return, and find that: 1. I have totally forgotten the clever password I changed my other email account to (it used to be tigermilk, and then i thought I should change it, so I did and I can't remember what I changed it to); 2. Nobody has any gossip. Number 1 is an irritant, but number 2 is really irritating. I find it hard to believe, that nobody has been snogging anyone during a drunken cliched clinch, and therefore, I have nothing to indulge in my, otherwise languid, tonguewagging. And Mark Casarotto .. so, more trips to the US than *insert witty comparrison here*... methinks he has either won the lottery, or been doing bank raids round old London town, in a rather fetchingly stylish Bonnie'n'Clyde way that only Mark could get away with, possibly dressed as Bonnie, donning an "I am not gay" badge. I was rather bemused to discover that there were no shops in Toulouse or Bordeaux that met my approval nor inspired me to spend money like it was going out of fashion, certainly none that I discovered that didn't make me feel like I was wandering around Wallis. I had expected to spend a small fortune in France, and even left space in my suitcase for all my new purchases. Instead, it is nearly the end of the month and I have money left and it is a bit of a bewildering new experience. Instead, in the evenings, despite the temperature being between 30 and 42 degrees, I fantastised about being 12lbs slimmer, and shopping in the autumn for wool mix black pinafores in flirty mid-thigh length skirts, and long sleeved turtle neck tops (in this particular fantasy, they suit me) and semi-opaque tights and heels with straps round the ankles, and glistening shiny hair, and lady-like 60's handbags. And now I'm home, and back to work, and its all so dull, dull, dull. Please fill the void with gossip. Thanks idles x x x x x x x ===== http://groups.yahoo.com/group/corduroysmoke/ starting playground gossip and passing notes __________________________________ Do you Yahoo!? SBC Yahoo! DSL - Now only $29.95 per month! http://sbc.yahoo.com +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister at missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo at missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ From michael at xxx.org Mon Jul 21 22:12:57 2003 From: michael at xxx.org (Michael Vance) Date: Mon, 21 Jul 2003 14:12:57 -0700 Subject: Sinister: Ms. Lara Croft Message-ID: <19FA0764-BBC0-11D7-B75A-000A957E8D0E@infinite-monkeys.org> From Cindy Adams (http://www.nypost.com/gossip/cindy.htm): "Gwyneth sang backing vocals on Sheryl Crow's last platter . . . Vigo Mortensen released three jazz albums . . . Angelina wants to collaborate with the indie Belle and Sebastian . . . Brad Pitt, looking to start a singing career, describes his musical called "Bradster-Piece" as "an acoustic version of KC and the Sunshine Band" - and if you dig that, you're a better man than I am, Gunga Din." m. +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister at missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo at missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ From paulo_stinsoni at xxx.com Thu Jul 24 13:21:36 2003 From: paulo_stinsoni at xxx.com (Paulo Stinsoni) Date: Thu, 24 Jul 2003 12:21:36 +0000 Subject: Sinister: Take my hand and take my heart i shiver when you're near Message-ID: Simply nothing to be done now tell me I'm the only one HA, I've had this in my head all day and now I've inflicted it upon you all Bwa ha ha ha My work here is done Love Paul _________________________________________________________________ Stay in touch with absent friends - get MSN Messenger http://www.msn.co.uk/messenger +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister at missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo at missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ From foreversheepish at xxx.uk Fri Jul 25 16:40:18 2003 From: foreversheepish at xxx.uk (=?iso-8859-1?q?Chris=20Eames?=) Date: Fri, 25 Jul 2003 16:40:18 +0100 (BST) Subject: Sinister: Where issss everybody......? Message-ID: <20030725154018.94655.qmail@web80605.mail.yahoo.com> Hmmm I get the feeling i am the only one left in the world, Sinister posting has been more than a bit thin on the ground lately, this worries me greatly as i have nothing to read to brighten up my day :( If nobody posts something interesting soon i may have to write about my own life, and believe me thats very boring at the moment..... xxxChris ________________________________________________________________________ Want to chat instantly with your online friends? Get the FREE Yahoo! Messenger http://uk.messenger.yahoo.com/ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister at missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo at missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ From michael at xxx.org Sat Jul 26 02:50:27 2003 From: michael at xxx.org (Michael Vance) Date: Fri, 25 Jul 2003 18:50:27 -0700 Subject: Sinister: Where issss everybody......? In-Reply-To: <20030725154018.94655.qmail@web80605.mail.yahoo.com> Message-ID: <880316D6-BF0B-11D7-879B-000A957E8D0E@infinite-monkeys.org> For Chris, We had the tasting for our wedding last night. While we were there, we pondered what we'd have our "deejay" or "emcee" play. These pejoratives are not suitable for who we're getting: someone does Discovery channel voice-over. Can't really beat that. I predict my friend, Martin, with his penchant for drink (well, he's Irish) and the History Channel, sidling up and saying "come on do it, do it, 'Guns & Steel', do the intro. 'Wings of the Luftwaffe', just once, man, just once". What will we have him play? B&S, Smiths, Tom Waits, Andrew Bird, the VU, etc. Processionals? Morrissey provides the easy ones... "I Will Never Marry", "Jeane" if you really want the awful stuff. B&S with "I'm Waking Up To Us". We met the Reverend the other day, too. Nice chap. He does pre-marital counseling, but, well, Hand In Glove--"the sun shines our of our behinds" we don't need them, of course. Althought if they were done in some sort of Marital Jeopardy format perhaps we'd have fun competing against each other. Is anyone doing a bar quiz about B&S? Someone should. m. On Friday, July 25, 2003, at 08:40 AM, Chris Eames wrote: > Hmmm I get the feeling i am the only one left in the > world, Sinister posting has been more than a bit thin > on the ground lately, this worries me greatly as i > have nothing to read to brighten up my day :( > > If nobody posts something interesting soon i may have > to write about my own life, and believe me thats very > boring at the moment..... > > xxxChris > > _______________________________________________________________________ > _ > Want to chat instantly with your online friends? Get the FREE Yahoo! > Messenger http://uk.messenger.yahoo.com/ > +---------------------------------------------------------------------- > ---+ > +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ > To send to the list mail sinister at missprint.org. To unsubscribe > send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to > majordomo at missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister > +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper > +-+ > +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" > +-+ > +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 > +-+ > +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 > +-+ > +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 > +-+ > +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa > +-+ > +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! > +-+ > +---------------------------------------------------------------------- > ---+ > +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister at missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo at missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ From kmhyde at xxx.edu Fri Jul 25 23:38:37 2003 From: kmhyde at xxx.edu (kmhyde at xxx.edu) Date: Fri, 25 Jul 2003 18:38:37 -0400 Subject: Sinister: baby, it's game theory Message-ID: Hi everyone, I recently re-acquainted myself with the amazing stress involved with looking for a new place to live. My current roommate is leaving this husk of a town to move in with his girlfriend of 6 years (what a selfish thing to do), so that they can join their bank accounts into one massive and unstoppable juggernaut of hundreds, perhaps thousands, of dollars. The worst portion of this whole sordid affair being that I had to find myself a new roommate, and oh yeah, when you're 23 and still in the same town you graduated college from and also working for said college, it is not easy to find people of your same age or, say, bathroom-cleanliness disposition. But I did. So but the other day, my future roommate and I were looking at this place just around the bend from my own apt. complex, and it was fantastically bad. The first thing I noticed was the smell, which basically leapt right out and smacked me around a little. Imagine a dog who has been trying to perm all her fur with a set of faulty curlers, and has also recently taken to bathing in undercooked beef stew. Also imagine a casserole made of melted crayons and Parmesan cheese vomit, which has been fed to a small herd of aging and dyspeptic cows. Now, make the dog and the cows be roommates, with both animal-parties confined to very small areas in the house which suffer from jungle-y high levels of humidity. That is the smell we encountered, except tangier. And more unforgiving. I don't think I can say enough about this, I'm sorry. I really need to diffuse the sensory pain this caused me. I'm going to Minneapolis on Sunday, flying out there for a conference. A work conference, in case you were wondering. One which will involve attending a little thing called the RUFFALOCODY 5K FUN RUN/WALK IN THE PARK. Oh yeah! I'm going to do my fiendish best to walk as briskly as possible but to also smoke many many cigarettes along the way. Possibly a whole pack. I find that many health-nuts are confounded by this sort of paradoxical combination, which is almost at an Alanis Morrissette's 'Ironic' level of mind-fuckery. Dude, it's like ten thousand spoons when all I need is a shiv. Anyway, the real point of this is to tell as many people that I will be on an airplane for the first time in 11 years, and if you don't hear from me again, that means I'm dead or living in Minneapolis (on the whole, I'd rather be in Philly though). I was going to type up a question I had about ostensive definitions and sets and such, but then decided against it as it would make me not only a hardcore pretent, but also a nerd to the nerdth power. yikes. I like motors and leggy dames, that's what I actually meant. off to gird my loins, Kevin +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister at missprint.org. 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WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ From coldcolours at xxx.net Sat Jul 26 13:33:08 2003 From: coldcolours at xxx.net (joanna) Date: Sat, 26 Jul 2003 08:33:08 -0400 (EDT) Subject: Sinister: if you are feeling sinister (about a roommate) Message-ID: <2147698.1059233617893.JavaMail.nobody@louie.psp.pas.earthlink.net> Hello, sinisterines, So I'm finally experiencing the warm glow that is full list belonging-ness, and I thought I'd say hi to everyone. My name is Joanna ::curtsies:: Much like the person who posted a few messages ago, I'm trying to find a new place, on Craig's list (an internet bulletin board where the kids go), compulsively checking for new postings every ten minutes, convinced that Valhalla lies just beyond the screen-refresh horizon. But in the interest of being interesting, I thought I'd just share with you this apartment listing. It was really posted, but I don't know if it's a joke or not. Considering the rooms I've seen so far, it's starting to sound rather appealing.(read it, really, it's funny.) ********************************************************** POSTED: I have a large 15x10 room in a relatively large East Village apartment for rent. The apartment has one full bath and a half bath which is in my room. There is a large common area. It’s a great space. There is one catch you should be aware of. I am a professional bee keeper. I maintain a rather large hive of Africanized honey bees. Due to the economic downturn and the reduced demand for honey I was unable to maintain my work studio and therefore I now work from home. The hive is located in the living room. I have plenty of protective gear and they mostly keep to themselves and go about their business of collecting pollen and producing delicious and reasonably priced honey. However, occasionally something sets them off and hive becomes enraged and tends to swarm. Generally you should be ok if you just keep your door shut but this can be a hassle at times. If you have any allergies to bee stings or maintain a large collection of predatory insects this is probably not the place for you. ************************************************************ I'm not willing to part with my predatory insects, but I have a feeling this apartment's still available if anyone's interested. By the way, is there any meetup planned for the Prospect Park show? Haven't seen any planned response to earlier queries, but I'd love to join you. Pleasure to meet you all. If you'd like to correspond or are on (cough) friendster, drop me a line. Love, Joanna +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister at missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo at missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ From idleberry at xxx.com Sat Jul 26 18:37:42 2003 From: idleberry at xxx.com (idleberry) Date: Sat, 26 Jul 2003 10:37:42 -0700 (PDT) Subject: Sinister: "Whats inside..." ".....the singing kettle?" Message-ID: <20030726173742.12429.qmail@web41115.mail.yahoo.com> I woke up this morning, around 11.30, sleeping on Nals floor, still fully dressed. When Patrick, Nal and I had become aware that it was daytime, and the night had passed us by, we tried to piece together the fuzzy alcoholic memories, threading together shreds of evidence of what had happened to end up that Nal was in her bed, Patrick was on the sofa, and I'd woken up, fully clothed, under a duvet on the floor. Last night was National Pop League. People, such as work or my family, ask me where I go. I tell them its to NPL, and then I'm usually asked what it is, and where it is. When I explain its at the Woodside Social Club, and its a club night, the usually just shrug and say they've never heard of it. I try to explain, and fail to manage, that it is not like any ordinary club night. Nor is Winchester for that matter. Its not like the cheesy clubs I've been to, with balconies overlooking dancefloors, and lots of bars, and chrome tables and chairs around the edges, and lots of random beings. Its not like that, not to me. There is a dancefloor, right in the middle, with pits of darkness leading off to tables with cushioned chairs and long cushioned benches, deep pits where I sometimes don't like to tread, if I know my friends are in some other darkened corner. I don't know what I expect to find in those other corners, its sort of slightly alien, in a supernatural way. Its never been a typical club to me, its me going along, meeting with a bunch of friends and friendly faces, and sitting for a natter over a drink and a dance when a good song comes on. I think someone described it more as a giant party, only, theres no need to show up with anyone, becuase you know you'll see someone there that you know, so it takes away the stigma of turning up alone. Turning up on your own isn't something anyone seems to notice or remember, the showing up part is insignificant to the rest of the night. So last night... yes... last night. Something about pop pants, and not being pants that you expect to be pop. Something about people not talking to you when they're wearing a hat. A broken fan (as in the whirring cooling sort, rather than a shattered person who loves music), a few too many drinks, a bottle of wine and singing along loudly to music. "Two thousand men.. this is too long... two thousand men." "Walk me to the door, walk me to the door." We all got a bit wierd actually, but thats alright, cos its funny now, to us, and we can forgive ourselves for being arses. Patrick and I decided to go for a walk in the park, stopping at Queens Cafe, while Nal recovered from her hangover. The day has flitted away from our hands. Theres a gig tonight, we'll probably drag our sorry bodies along to. There, hope that helps fill a lost void of posting. Love idles xx ===== http://groups.yahoo.com/group/corduroysmoke/ starting playground gossip and passing notes __________________________________ Do you Yahoo!? Yahoo! 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WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ From kittypower6 at xxx.com Sat Jul 26 22:14:40 2003 From: kittypower6 at xxx.com (Alyson Snowball) Date: Sat, 26 Jul 2003 16:14:40 -0500 Subject: Sinister: words and smiles and you're like a dream come true Message-ID: dear sinister, how are you? i'm doing all right. it's hotter than hell here, but it's texas in the summer, so it's to be expected. however, it's not like i'm out in the desert (despite what people might think about texas, it's not all desert and tumbleweeds ;)), where highs have been well over 100 for weeks. but lord, it is humid here. *gasps for breath* well, i hope the weather is nice wherever you are, sinis. in my last hastily-written post, you might recall my wistful yearning for someone to reply and meet me at a local coffee shop where we would fall instantly in love with one another. i was halfway joking about that, however. . .well, someone did reply, a very lovely someone, and while we didn't meet at said coffee shop, we did eventually meet up. after weeks of talking constantly, well i think it was about a month, we took off and each drove 13 hours straight to meet each other out in southwestern new mexico. the town was halfway between where he lives and where i live. we stayed at an old motel out by the railroad tracks in said tiny town. it was such a nice visit, and it really seemed like we were in a completely different world. . .well, until the drive home when my transmission blew out and i snapped back into reality. i'm going over labor day weekend to see him where he lives in california, and i guess i can tell you, sinister, that i love him, and while i don't quite know what's to become of him and me, i'm happy nonetheless. it's because of you that we met. it's thanks to you that what started as an innocent email exchange led up to two kids doing something completely crazy and dangerous, all in the name of love. thank you, sinister. well i must be off, so until next time. . . take care everyone, alyson snowball xoxo +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister at missprint.org. 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WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ From competitionsmile at xxx.com Mon Jul 28 15:57:45 2003 From: competitionsmile at xxx.com (Christine Irene) Date: Mon, 28 Jul 2003 07:57:45 -0700 (PDT) Subject: Sinister: animals, 2x2 Message-ID: <20030728145745.58311.qmail@web40606.mail.yahoo.com> it has rained so much here lately. in Illinois, i would guess that we get most of our rainfall in springtime (ie, march/april). this year, we have gotten most of it in july. granted, this makes me happier than the hundred degree temperatures, but i am really waiting for noah to go sailing by in his lil ship. i made some mix tapes this weekend. one for our very own dirty vicar, and another for a non-sinister friend. it's funny. i intended to make all of these cd's for people, then my burner went haywire and i scrapped my intentions. it never occurred to me that i could still make a tape. i forgot just how time consuming mixtape production can be. first you have to select the perfect "set list." then of course, you must determine the order....that is so pivotal. after that, you may begin recording and hope that you have things timed just so. in the event you run out of space, you must shift the set order and rethink things all together. i suppose many would just leave off a song, but you can't do that. no no no. as previously mentioned, the order is everything. you can't just assume that since you ran out of tape during beck, that you can either a) leave it off entirely or b) make it the first song on the b side. no. that just will not do. while you may leave it off, you still need to re-do the entire b side track listing. insane. i hope they like them though. i should make a mix tape for mark c. :o) he loves me you know. have any of you heard This Mortal Coil? i had never heard of them until Dirty vicar sent me a radio programme that gavin friday did in dublin. he played this mortal coil. amazing! i was just doing a little bit of digging on them and found out that the song i fell in love with (song to the siren) is a tim buckley song. weird. and they apparently use different singers all the time. liz frasier of cocteau twins fame, sings the song i first heard (amazingly i might add). and others are done by members of modern english, dead can dance...and others i think. you can check them out here http://www.open.hr/~dalbor/tmc/tears.html i hope you all had a nice weekend. i did i don't know if i have mentioned this onlist...i am going to be volunteering at a domestic violence family shelter. in order to do that i must get certified by the state of illinois. my course began a couple of weeks ago and runs until 23 august, and, upon completion, i will be certified to assist the clients with escape plans, placing them in one of the shelters, helping with any legal matters (restraining orders, custody fights, etc), finding a job, etc. it'll be nice to help people. ah well. that sums up the excitement in my life more than adequately...no it doesn't!!! this thursday i get to see my 2nd (or 3rd...well, top 5) favourite singer...dave gahan!!! i am sooooooooooooooooooo excited!!!!!!!!!!!!! yay! i hope i can meet him. what ever will i say? eek! ~stine __________________________________ Do you Yahoo!? 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WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ From lulou at xxx.org Tue Jul 29 10:42:23 2003 From: lulou at xxx.org (Linda Kerr) Date: Tue, 29 Jul 2003 10:42:23 +0100 (BST) Subject: Sinister: Belle and Sebastian News Mailing List (fwd) Message-ID: Forwarded news from Katrina. Oh, and congratulations to Robin for winning Big Brother. You must be very proud. Linda x ---------- Forwarded message ---------- Date: Mon, 28 Jul 2003 17:30:17 -0000 From: band at xxx.net To: lulou at crockery.org Subject: Belle and Sebastian News Mailing List Hello all, Just a quick message to let you all know that for those who've bought tickets for the Berkeley and Los Angeles shows on August 22nd and 24th respectively, will also have the pleasure of seeing Mr Conor Oberst himself as Bright Eyes are the support band for those shows. We'll be announcing the Brooklyn support soon too, so stay tuned. We've also taken delivery of the Football - the European kind, otherwise known as Soccer throughout most of the U.S.A. and Australia - shirts, so you can see Stuart modelling them and pick one of them up from the online store at http://www.banchoryshop.net/viewcategory.asp?category=t-shirt Lastly, the album's nearly finished - woohoo! Til' next time... cheers, Katrina @ Banchory. http://www.banchoryshop.net http://www.belleandsebastian.co.uk/home -- To unsubscribe from this mailing list, visit www.banchoryshop.net/belleandsebastian/list/list.asp +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister at missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo at missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ From staralful at xxx.com Tue Jul 29 14:19:48 2003 From: staralful at xxx.com (staralful -) Date: Tue, 29 Jul 2003 13:19:48 +0000 Subject: Sinister: catalonian homage Message-ID: right this is going to seem a bit odd and i know that i left sinister some while ago but i am back now. i hope that is ok. grovel grovel. i am in barcelona for the next month or so and was wondering if any residents could give me some tips as to any clubs or bars etc that i should check out or even meet up i am already going to benicassim for which i cannot wait email back please i will email a longer message at some point when i have enough credit regards jonathan "Are you calling Mr Simpson a liar?"-----" Not exactly -but we do have this fottage of him with his pants on fire" >From: "Alyson Snowball" >Reply-To: "Alyson Snowball" >To: >Subject: Sinister: words and smiles and you're like a dream come true >Date: Sat, 26 Jul 2003 16:14:40 -0500 > >dear sinister, > >how are you? i'm doing all right. > >it's hotter than hell here, but it's texas in the summer, so it's to be >expected. however, it's not like i'm out in the desert (despite what >people >might think about texas, it's not all desert and tumbleweeds ;)), where >highs have been well over 100 for weeks. but lord, it is humid here. >*gasps for breath* well, i hope the weather is nice wherever you are, >sinis. > >in my last hastily-written post, you might recall my wistful yearning for >someone to reply and meet me at a local coffee shop where we would fall >instantly in love with one another. i was halfway joking about that, >however. . .well, someone did reply, a very lovely someone, and while we >didn't meet at said coffee shop, we did eventually meet up. after weeks of >talking constantly, well i think it was about a month, we took off and each >drove 13 hours straight to meet each other out in southwestern new mexico. >the town was halfway between where he lives and where i live. we stayed at >an old motel out by the railroad tracks in said tiny town. it was such a >nice visit, and it really seemed like we were in a completely different >world. . .well, until the drive home when my transmission blew out and i >snapped back into reality. i'm going over labor day weekend to see him >where he lives in california, and i guess i can tell you, sinister, that i >love him, and while i don't quite know what's to become of him and me, i'm >happy nonetheless. it's because of you that we met. it's thanks to you >that what started as an innocent email exchange led up to two kids doing >something completely crazy and dangerous, all in the name of love. thank >you, sinister. > >well i must be off, so until next time. . . > >take care everyone, > >alyson snowball >xoxo > >+-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ > +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ > To send to the list mail sinister at missprint.org. 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WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister > +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ > +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ > +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ > +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ > +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ > +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ > +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ >+-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ _________________________________________________________________ STOP MORE SPAM with the new MSN 8 and get 2 months FREE* http://join.msn.com/?page=features/junkmail +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister at missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo at missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ From kenneth.chu at xxx.org Tue Jul 29 15:47:40 2003 From: kenneth.chu at xxx.org (kenneth.chu at xxx.org) Date: Tue, 29 Jul 2003 15:47:40 +0100 Subject: Sinister: I could have been steaming Message-ID: Hello there, I've just realised that I'm so ironic I couldn't spell the word "vocabulary". How are we all? Work is the curse of the posting class, you know. And now the words "class" and "post" together made me think of stamps. Did you know there's an island called "Tristan da Cunha" in the middle of South Atlantic Ocean? I didn't! It has a population of about 300 and the people there's main source of income is from fishing, and STAMP MAKING. When you post stamps to people do you have to put a stamp on the stamps? So yeah, this post is hardly going to be first class, but to a degree that might be a good thing, like a first class degree, or sommink, like if you stock furry coats, then you're gonna have sommink in yer wardrobe, innit. REPORTING BACK There has been very little REPORTING BACK on TIGERMILKING, which quite frankly is a poor effort given the success that it had been! The event was so hot it was steaming, both in the temperature sense and the drunken level sense. The DJs DJed with DJing skillz galore with Dafyd's britpop Stefano's rock Ken's oldies Marianna's P!O!P! and Mark's R&B blended to perfection. The Betsey Trotwood was reorganised so that there is an actual DJ SHRINE bit where dancing people can now worship the DJs with their dance moves, which was nice. Those who have missed it, have missed out. But fear not, as I have heard rumours of another dose of TIGERMILKING is being stewed inside a tiger bosom even as we speak! SHAME ACADEMY Ever since buying a TV I've been trying more and more to integrate myself with the world by starting to watch crap TV programs, and the other night I watched the Qualifying rounds for "FAME ACADEMY" and I must say, how delightfully apalling, yet great! Eight people who can't sing were put on the spot to sing, and then they fail, and then the judges slag them off! I had imagined that that must have been what it was like in the olden days when you get stoned to death in public, except you don't actually die on Fame Academy so that you have to live with the SHAME for ever. How awful. I loved it tho. Although I couldn't be arsed to find out who won and so I went off to TESCO before the end. PUN The best pun I've heard on British Television.. this was during Channel 4's excellent "Top 100 best selling singles of all time" show, and they talked about the Beatles' breakthrough to America... "Their arrival was just what the USA had needed after JFK's assassination, and they had achieved an unprecedented level of success." an UN-PRESIDENTED level of success!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Haha, nice one. RED BULL DOZERS Speaking of puns, a few weeks ago I entered for the RED BULL FLUGTAG that is happening in London on the 3rd Aug at the Serpentine Lake, which basically involve loads of mad people throwing themselves into the lake in a wacky "Aircraft" that they'd have had built for it. Well, a flying machine with a construction vehicle design called the "RED BULL DOZER" would never fail to impress, you'd have thought. But NO, it got Rejected :-( Well, there must have been better designs around, I guess. And THEN, I looked at the website and saw THIS http://www.redbullflugtag.co.uk/entrants/card.php?id=21 YES, an entry with the SAME NAME, SAME PUN, and pretty much the SAME DESIGN. Poo :-( And they chose theirs over mine! Damn them and their double-barrel last names. So yeah. RED BULL DOZERS, TOO I've heard rumours that they might be playing a gig in Glasgow in the near future. Love and Red Bulls Ken ********************************************************************** This email is confidential and intended solely for the person or entity to whom it is addressed. If this email was not intended for you please notify the UCLH Mail Administrator at mail.administrator at uclh.org. This footnote confirms that the email and attachments contained no viruses when they left UCLH. +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister at missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo at missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ From kenneth.chu at xxx.org Tue Jul 29 18:09:02 2003 From: kenneth.chu at xxx.org (kenneth.chu at xxx.org) Date: Tue, 29 Jul 2003 18:09:02 +0100 Subject: Sinister: Judy and the steaming horses Message-ID: Dear all, Boo! Me again, I'm trying to fill up all your mailboxes so that you guys will be so sick of my name that you'd start POSTING in order to dilute the concentration of my name appearing in your in-box. NEW B&S SHIRT Katrina (via Linda) told us about the new B&S shirts of the football/soccer/confusion kind (round these parts it's called FOOTIE, not to be confused with FOOTSIE, of course, which is the Financial Index for the UK). Doesn't Stuart look lovely in that photo?? Although, strange, from those photos it seems that Small, Medium and Extra Large shirts are all the same size! I wanna see Stuart model a girl's skinny fit shirt. IDLEBERRY said: >>I try to explain, and fail to manage, that it is not like any ordinary club night. Nor is Winchester for that matter. Its not like the cheesy clubs I've been to, with balconies overlooking dancefloors, and lots of bars, and chrome tables and chairs around the edges, and lots of random beings.<< That's livin' in Edinburgh for ya. Home of the worse nightclub in the world called "REVOLUTION", it really does put the URGH in Edinburgh! Last time I went they had a competition where they have people going up on stage and stripping naked, and whoever is rated the best by the people there would win the prize of.... you guess it! A VIP PASS to go BACK to REVOLUTION for a MONTH! Wow. I lost cos my boobs weren't bouncy enough. The same. TIGERMILKING, TOO Did I mention JIM's DJing? I should cos his set was rather Sublime. EVEN IF he was nasty and tried to make me dance to Nick Drake. and the person at the door had a hole in his pants, not quite Naked Skateboarder, but that's once in a full moon. Moon being the operative word. etc. Sex and Red Bulls Ken x ********************************************************************** This email is confidential and intended solely for the person or entity to whom it is addressed. If this email was not intended for you please notify the UCLH Mail Administrator at mail.administrator at uclh.org. 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WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ From greenstar33 at xxx.com Tue Jul 29 20:59:13 2003 From: greenstar33 at xxx.com (Tamra Ann Thomas) Date: Tue, 29 Jul 2003 15:59:13 -0400 (EDT) Subject: Sinister: friendster... Message-ID: <20030729195913.69C1B3E1A@xmxpita.excite.com> now that it has been mentioned on the list, i can't help myself from asking you guys, is anyone here on friendster? i have been on it for awhile, but only just in the last three days have become really into it. it is like crack really. there is something so nice about looking at your profile and seeing that you have thirty friends, and that is only for today...how many will you have tomorrow? if only i had this in when i was in seventh grade, then i would not have done so many drugs. tammy. there is no silver lining on a mushroom cloud-ny times _______________________________________________ Eliminate pop-ups before they appear! Visit www.PopSwatter.com now - It's FREE. +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister at missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo at missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ From lucyalder at xxx.com Tue Jul 29 21:07:55 2003 From: lucyalder at xxx.com (=?iso-8859-1?q?Lucy=20Alder?=) Date: Tue, 29 Jul 2003 21:07:55 +0100 (BST) Subject: Sinister: Reporting Back Message-ID: <20030729200755.47006.qmail@web14203.mail.yahoo.com> Well, it's time somebody did it properly, isn't it? We arrived at Stansted and it was sunny. "Ah," I thought, "it's good to be back." We arrived at Tottenham Hale and the tube wasn't running. "Fuck," I thought, "fuck, fuck, fuck, arse biscuits". Back in the London way of thinking in no time, then. But, after a tortuous journey to Walthamstow, we were met by Cabbage and we decided to have special sausages for dinner (not a euphemism, you durty kidz, Walthamstow has an excellent sausage shop). "Ah," I thought, "maybe it's not that bad after all". And then Miss Vicky, our hostess with the mostest turned up and from then on, it was pretty much perfect. (Cabbage and Vicky spent rather a lot of money trying to evict Cameron that night. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! He had GOD on his side - how can you beat GOD with nothing but a redial button?) The next day, it was incredibly hot. So we made ourselves even more uncomfortable by fighting through crowds of goffs and assorted other tourists in Camden, then up a ginormous hill laden down with bouze and bags of Haribo. This is the bit where I forget somebody - advance apologies. Present were: Me, Ally C, Mark C (in HOTPANTS, practically), Cabbage, Vicky, James Thorniley, Dafyd Strange, Liz Daplyn, Rob B, Ken, little Lucy, Paul H, Stefano, Geoff Sheridan (I mean, blimey, it was like summer 2000 all over again) and the lovely Suzie. We drank, played frisbee and wounded soldier, scoffed Liz's baking and went to Tigermilking. Which was even hotter than the picnic! Last time there was a picnic in such heat, the boys played football, got all hot and sweaty, didn't change clothes before heading for the Betsey and made the whole place STINK OF MAN. Fortunately, wounded soldier is less sweat-inducing than footie and anyway, I found an open window to sit beside. Jim played The Streets vs Belle & Sebastian! If you haven't heard it yet, I urge you to search for it on Kazaa or wherever it is you kids get your illicit music fixes these days. (Marianna was flying the GLAM flag marvellously at Tigermilking, by the way. She was the hottest babe there, man, hands down) What else happened? We danced a bit, we caught up on old times, we speculated as to who might or might not be snogging whom and we marvelled some more about Mark's hotpants. (I can say what I like about Mark - he is in Italy at the moment, so he can't get me, har!) The next day, Sally came over. We noted that three fifths of our company were former vegetarians, then proceeded to eat lots and lots and lots of meat, cooked caveman style on a fire in the back garden. Then, we did the only thing you can do after a heavy session of Tigermilking - we went to the pub. Steady Mike got a poncey glass for his Belgian beer. We also discovered that Phileas Fogg lemongrass and coconut crackers aren't quite as good as the Walkers Sensations ones. The CD fairy visited. We won three pounds on the quiz machine and eventually, after a marathon trivia session, lost it all again. And I tried to take some pictures of Mark. They are in a lovely Yahoo photo album here - http://uk.f1.pg.photos.yahoo.com/lucyalder - along with some other pictures of the weekend. (Like I say, Mark's in Italy, so he can't get me for saying stuff about him or for putting dodgy pictures of him on the internet) And the next day, Chris and Vicky went to work and Ally and I came back to Glasgow. And we got off the plane and it was raining. Is that enough detail for you? Juicy Lucy ps. Hey, Glasgow Sinister, are you coming the the next Winchester Club? Guess who's playing... The Red Bull Dozers! That's right, Ken Chu himself will be gracing our little stage, followed by electronic sensations the Electroluvs. More info here - http://www.geocities.com/the_winchester_club ===== The one, the only Glasgow Indie List! http://www.groups.yahoo.com/group/glasgow-indie/ ************************************************** The Winchester Club http://www.geocities.com/the_winchester_club ________________________________________________________________________ Want to chat instantly with your online friends? Get the FREE Yahoo! Messenger http://uk.messenger.yahoo.com/ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister at missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo at missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ From stoutrobin at xxx.com Wed Jul 30 09:28:55 2003 From: stoutrobin at xxx.com (robin stout) Date: Wed, 30 Jul 2003 08:28:55 +0000 Subject: Sinister: my old man's a dustbin Message-ID: Lulou said: <> It was hard in there, I can tell you. We had nothing to eat except bovril and beans and they made us pretend to be dinosaurs and tickle geese in a grotesque reenactment of a Tudor parlour game. I still have a goose's beak stuck in my brain. Having cameras watching my every move was horrid too, knowing that while I was lying in the sun in my stripey pants the nation was drooling as their collective eye zoomed in on my bust. It seems I can't escape the cameras. Yesterday a BBC film crew came to the office to film us at work, and I almost got on the telly. Instead they chose a pretty girl: Them: "You know, I'm sure you'd be great, but, to be honest, you're just not a pretty girl." Me (sobbing): "I could try!" Instead I got to hold a big reflective thing to dazzle the light toward our heroine's face. The cameraman told me with a wink that I was the Best Boy. It's a term we in television use, you know. I don't know why he wanted my phone number, though. So I emerged from the Big Brother house and cycled home to find a mountain of post had landed on my doormat. Apart from the bills and an offer to be stuck to an aeroplane for a superglue commercial there were a couple of letters from the Banchory Minute Mart. Trucker Hats?? Football Shirts?? What is this crazy monkey business?? Struan does look charming in his football shirt, although I think that it would have been much better if they'd made him wear separate large, medium and small shirts for each of the photos. It would have looked like the photos of me in my Year 9 Football Club Album. I'm not sure about the ampersand man who is kicking the football, though. He seems to be kicking it into his face as far as I can see. Lately, blue rumour bubbles have been popping up all over the Infobahn with stories of the new Belle and Sebastian album. Some of these bubbles seem to be made up of nonsense, but they're in general agreement that the new album will be out at the end of September and will be preceeded by the single "Step Into My Office Baby" on the 9th. There's a rumour too that the single will be a track off the album, which will be a new thing for the band to do, although this rumour seems to be a bit of a guess. I don't care much about whether or not it is on the album, so long as the b-sides are good. I loved their last single to bits because it wasn't just one, but three slices of loveliness. Aww, reading all these emails about Tigermilking makes me wish I had been there. Sob. Sniffle. yours snufflingly, Robin x _________________________________________________________________ Get Hotmail on your mobile phone http://www.msn.co.uk/msnmobile +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister at missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo at missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ From mark.hester at xxx.com Wed Jul 30 19:20:36 2003 From: mark.hester at xxx.com (Mark Hester) Date: Wed, 30 Jul 2003 11:20:36 -0700 (PDT) Subject: Sinister: Addenda and Errata Message-ID: <20030730182038.28399.h009.c000.wm@mail.nme.com.criticalpath.net> Hello! So who spotted the mistake in the Field Mice album title in my last post? Instead of "Where'd You Learn to Kiss that Way?" I typed *Lean*. Tee hee, one of my best typos ever! Thanks Dirty Vicar and mmm skyscraper for the Sarah info, btw. Good to hear that tigermilking went well...so many djs! The picnic looked fun, too....I think I recognised everyone in Lucy's pics with the exception of the girl in the stripey T-shirt next to Ken playing catch. I would have been there and would dearly have loved to be there, but instead I'd bought a ticket to the Truck Festival. This is organised by the boys out of Goldrush and took place in a field in Steventon...a village exactly half way between Bristol and London, or so it says on the wall of the North Star, a pub made famous locally when the owner, on being refused a drink after hours, went and got a bulldozer (not a red bulldozer, I suspect it was JCB regulation-yellow) and knocked part of his own pub down! And then when it went to court he was charged with "making unauthorised alterations to a listed building"! You've gotta love our legal system. Anyway I saw lots of great bands at Truck (so called coz the main stage is actually a truck). I think my faves were Saloon and Finlay (there's more about it on my blog: http://grandpontgenie.blogspot.com Then last weekend was the family reunion thing when I got to meet my cousin's 2-year old daughter Holly (born at Christmas, natch) for the first time and I also found out that my other cousin, an interior designer is going to be working in Oxford soon! yay! I may also be going to another great family gathering at my Dad's cousin's place in Hertfordshire in a month's time. I've never met him before, but apparently he lives in a folly which is basically a tower with one room on each floor and a spiral staircase. well, hopefully that won't clash with the next Tigermilking, anyway :) Mark. ______________________________________________________________ For up-to-the-minute music news, reviews and specials visit http://www.nme.com Get free e-mail (anyname at nme.com) now at http://www.nmemail.com The sender of this e-mail is NOT an employee or associate of NME, nme.com or any other IPC magazine. +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister at missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo at missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ From idleberry at xxx.com Wed Jul 30 19:44:59 2003 From: idleberry at xxx.com (idleberry) Date: Wed, 30 Jul 2003 11:44:59 -0700 (PDT) Subject: Sinister: Oh the things the things... Message-ID: <20030730184459.20681.qmail@web41107.mail.yahoo.com> Ahh.. The joys of now being allowed to do stuff during lunch hour that's not work, and not getting into bother for it. What kind employers I have. I'm still rather nervous about the whole accessing-sites thing though. Call me paranoid, call me idleberry, just don't call me Shirley. Having said that, didn't stop me going to one of the most risqu� sites that I could go to (that being sinister, or worse yet, sinister stats which is virtually unedited nonsense, the directors cut, if you will, of sinister list members, talking filth, the post-watershed mailing list, without any boundaries). So, some posts appeared there. May I just say: I am still unable to remember my password for my retrosec e-mail account. This is ever so slightly annoying, but pretty usual. I tend to forget important things, or misplace things, for example money - I have a habit of dropping �5 notes in the middle of the street, then wondering where they are. Or the time I went to the cash point, took out all my worldy money (�50) and promptly lost it, cue Granny sending me emergency funds, and then me finding it three weeks later stashed in my knickers drawer. Or driving licenses - I misplaced my driving license the day before what was due to be my fifth test, in March. I never found it, and subsequently lost the �50 I had paid for my test. I've started to get used to my young(ish) senility. Ok. So where was I? Posts. Lucy gave us the juice on a picnic. I didn't know there had been a picnic (that'll teach me to read your posts, eh!) but then I was on holiday for a fortnight, so hey. Still, I was disappointed to see no pictures of Mark C in nearly-hotpants. I'm wondering if Lucy is considering that as a pay-per-view option. It would be worth it, I think. Tamra Ann Thomas asked if anyone is on friendster. The answer is YES! There are lots of sinisterians, ranging from old-skool Nick Dastoor; Miss Marianna Fashionista (I am looking forward to Marianna's promised trip to Scotland. I met her for the first time a month ago and fell head over high heels in platonic love), to the Puppy-love Patrick, Lucy Alder, Ally, and everyone's favourite pos(t)er, Ken Chu. Oh, and I'm on it too. Unfortunately, friendster and my laptop aren't very friendly, and I'm having trouble accessing it, due to masses of people using it. Talking of Ken Chu, as has always been the requirement for ensuring posts are read, I felt saddened that someone nicked his idea for the Red Bull Dozers flying machine. Still Ken, imitation is a form of flattery, and all that. Either that, or you got your own stalker. You're a nobody until you've had a stalker. And that's official. Cheers idles xxx ===== http://groups.yahoo.com/group/corduroysmoke/ starting playground gossip and passing notes __________________________________ Do you Yahoo!? Yahoo! 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WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ From e.brasure at xxx.uk Thu Jul 31 18:34:09 2003 From: e.brasure at xxx.uk (Eric Brasure) Date: Thu, 31 Jul 2003 13:34:09 -0400 Subject: Sinister: Brooklyn: A Picnic Proposal Message-ID: <000f01c35789$f3c20260$74fea8c0@joshua> Dearest Sinister, Right, so. Spurred on by the lamentation of one GayJay that there were as yet no plans for a meet-up before the Brooklyn show, I have taken it upon myself to act as picnic mummy. Here are the (rough) details of my plan: Date: Tuesday, August 19, 2003 Meet: In front of the Brooklyn Museum of Art, 200 Eastern Parkway. Alternatively, the northwest corner of Prospect Park. This is a rough plan, open to suggestions/comments/ribald criticisms by people more knowledgeable of the ways of Brooklyn than I am. I haven't lived in New York for a year, but I assume it's still all there. Send feedback to the above address (mine, not Sinister's... that would be bad) so I may gauge the amount of interest in such a venture. I'll follow this up in a couple of weeks with more detailed plans and directions. Phew. Love, Eric +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister at missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo at missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ From kimgirton at xxx.com Thu Jul 31 22:17:51 2003 From: kimgirton at xxx.com (Kimberly Girton) Date: Thu, 31 Jul 2003 17:17:51 -0400 Subject: Sinister: When Snakes Play Dead Message-ID: Hello! Pardon the sniffles; I've come down with a bug. Thank you, Joanna, for posting something referencing killer bees. What with the ninja and zombie craze (trust me, there's a craze), it's about time we had another fantastical predator to obsess about, and I've had my hand up voting for killer bees so long that my fingers have developed a delightful tingle. Oh, okay, so killer bees aren't fantastical but you have to admit they'd make a fantastic series of ridiculously special-effected films directed by folks like Francis Ford Coppola and that guy who directed "Trainspotting." So it looks like we've got a date, kids, for the WASHINGTON D.C. SINISTER MEET-UP! And that date would be *** SEPTEMBER 6 and/or 7*** and someone mentioned the possibility of taking in the oddity that is the Masonic Memorial in Alexandria. I'd ask for a raising of hands but mine's still in the air for killer bees and thusly my vote wouldn't count. Regardless, I was thinking a centralized location (like that t-shirt cart outside the Washington Monument... what do you mean *which* t-shirt cart???) would be a good idea to establish, so in the baby steps I've come to love, I call on the MidAtlantic Sinis to shout out recommendations. Bonus points to the first person to suggest we meet at the woolly mammoth inside the Museum of Natural History (is he even still there?). I adore him. USELESS ACTIVITY SUGGESTION TIME: I've discovered the extremely interesting defense mechanisms of the hognose snake. Actually, it's not even that useless as it can be classified as "learning." These are the perks of working for a wildlife non-profit... Follow the link for Reptile Goodness! http://www.wpconline.org/dailyphotos/wpcdaily-7-23.asp Best to all, ~ Kim _________________________________________________________________ Add photos to your e-mail with MSN 8. 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Wasn't that fun? We should do that more often. Make sure you write him back with all your plans to attend. And bring him plenty of cheap white wine in thanks. It's been a busy week for me. Actually it hasn't, and since I'm not Christene Irene, I won't plumb the depths of my personal ennui for you. At length**. I did however, spend significant time this week stalking what can only be called The Lil'est Emo Kid. Imagine it: Little Chuck Taylors! A Little Strokes-esque Fringe! Little Cord Flares! A Little Mechanic's Jacket! I can tell you, it was even better than your imagination! We followed him down the street and watched him go into the Drug store (possibly to buy Lil' Condoms) and then to the Record Store, where he reclined against a sign that merely said "EMO." Oh, to have had a camera! We thought, my! What an ideal Children's Book Character he would make with all his Lil' Friends, like the Lil'est Hipster and the Lil'est Indie Grrl. (Can you imagine the pictures? "The Lil'est Emo Kid couldn't be a Barista 'cause he couldn't reach the Espresso machine!" "Though he tried and tried, the Lil'est Emo Kid couldn't reach the cash register to make change for the guy who bought a David Gray album!***") We even got to see him putting up (though not very far up) Lil' Posters for his Lil' Band! Chapel Hill Rulz. Other stuff happened, too, like eating Fried Chicken with bats**** (Plural!) around. But that was with Laura Llew, and let's face it, she deserves a post of nothing but her! And always remember: Binge THEN purge. GayJay *Apparently I am always lamentating. According to Eric's post. ** I love you too, Miss Idleberry and Mr Markelby ***You buy that, you OUGHT to be screwed out of something. Besides your dignity. ****YES THEY WERE LAURA. You couldn't see. Birds don't fly at night, anyway. -- "The Posby falls into a Trance In which it does a little Dance." 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