do i need to tell you how much i love TABBYWARS? last week i returned from town with an empty wallet but a happy smile, for i had at last the album. i have never needed an album so much, i have never experienced such pain as those five days i had to wait while everyone else got to hear the tunes before me. but all is well, now. i am experiencing involuntary handclaps as i type. last night i had a dream that was strange even for a dream of mine. i woke up with a slightly bewildered expression as the memories of the dream filtered back into my head. i was watching ocean colour scene (!) play in front of a few people in some sort of school. it was raining much, and everybody was wet. then ocean colour scene merged into one and became elliot smith, and the sun shone and dried everybody off and we were all happy. however, as he played and sung, mr. smith began to inflate not unlike violet beauregarde in Charlie and the Chocolate Factory. when he was roughly spherical, he stopped playing, and started eating yellow flowers with his feet. that's as much as i can remember clearly. it's reminded me of a dream i had a while ago which involved wandering around a department store with tim chipping from Orlando and a small blue bird with a long tail, which culminated in discovering richey james in a dark corner of a bookshop. abi, who's wondering What It All Means +----------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list please mail "sinister@majordomo.net". To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to "majordomo@majordomo.net". For list archives and searching, list rules, FAQ, poor jokes etc, see http://www.majordomo.net/sinister +---+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" +---+ +-+ "the cardie wearing biscuit nibbling belle & sebastian list" +-+ +----------------------------------------------------------------------+