*sigh* despite my apparently hugely scientific and wildly popular original dream interpretations, i got a B- on my psych test. it should have been an A++++++, i know, but some teachers just don't understand progressive thinking if it bites them on the ass (though for the record, i haven't). oh well. regardless, i have decided to return to the patients who really love and need me, you all. my lovely sinisterines. and of course, the lovely stuart david, who a great many *unnamed* people would like to give "help" to. At 12:18 AM 2/27/98, Amanda Bergman wrote:
But like the Partridge Family on Prozac, B&S still have their dreams. "Last night I dreamt that my wife Karn became a bellydancer in Glasgow," says David. "I guess this means she's going to run away and join the circus soon. That's what comes from eating eggplant."
why are they like the partridge family on prozac? wouldn't that just make an excessively happy partridge family? sounds more like the danielson family than b&s to me (i think this interviewer is just trying to sound cool, what a poof). but anyway, this dream is probably just some sort of wish fulfillment on stu d's part. knowing his fascination with porn, this is probably just an extension. or it could be eggplant, nasty vegetable. At 11:52 PM 2/27/98, PKHINTZ wrote:
Dr. Minka,
So I had this dream a few weeks ago. Belle and Sebastian moved across the ocean to Washington DC to become a certain listee's* neighbors. I was very jealous--I threw a fit and squealed like a piggy. She soon joined the band to sing backup vocals. Yeah, it was great to hear her on the songs, but is not the house next to me good enough for the band? Can not I stand on the stage and sing?--no one would probably even notice me with the other hundred members of the band. Hrrumph.
*(Name withheld not to give B&S any ideas; I do not like to be a piggy).
well mr. hintz, this seems to be the opposite of wish fulfillment, a sort of worst case scenario dream. did you eat eggplant before going to sleep by chance? otherwise, this dream could be a premonition of things to come. i suggest buying up any houses in pam berry's neighaborhood that may be for sale in order to avoid making any unpleasant animal sounds. At 11:47 AM 3/2/98, Thaian N Ton wrote:
well beautiful listees;
it's finally happened, i've finally had my first b&s (wet) dream. no, no, not really.
so i won't ramble, i'll just put it short & sweet:
since i have been going to graduate school interviews , i've been fed exceptionally well, and i dreamt that due to the lovely cakes and lovely food i've been scoffing down, my waist was lost and grew larger than my hips and i was walking about with big saddle bags on the sides of my hips. then i checked my e-mail in my distressed state and found this e-mail from a dj friend in montreal, and it was a list of the top 10 singles in germany. ooh ooh and get this, b&s was #1 and #4, with singles i'd never heard of before. one, i distinctly remember called "he's so heavy" ...
ah well, any psychoanalysis on that one?
perhaps this is a literal translation of your relationship to the band's music. i know that i love the lyrics because they tend to reflect my life in a more eloquent manner than i could ever articulate. in your dream, they seem to be doing so for you, by writing songs about weight gain. apparently, your subconcious has a good sense of humor. At 6:51 PM 3/4/98, JOSEPH FOSTER wrote:
OK, here is another B&S dream related thing! Last week I had a dream where I was casually looking through a copy of the sun, and they had a top 20 albums poll and Tigermilk was no.1. Could someone please tell me what the frount cover looks like, I don't know. In my dream it was a black pattern on red, and may have looked a bit like the cover of 'Gold Against The Soul'. Ok Bye.
the cover you imagined sounds like the sinister cover. a wish-fulfillment dream again, i think. btw, the tweenet page has copies of all the album covers. At 12:23 AM 3/11/98, ooon wrote:
well, i really don't think many people would want to know about this. but i hope speaking out would help it go off my head a bit.
it was very early this year and goes something like this...
i was watching tv. in some chat show. Honey was a guest. (this Honey is in reality a famous model(nude sometimes i think)/singer/actress in thailand) the host asked her why she disappeared lately. (in reality she got married and have 5 kids or something) she said she was busy running a belle & sebastian mailing list. the host said 'ahhh what a fabulous band'. much exciting noise from studio audience. Honey reached into her handbag and brought out her vinyl copy of Tigermilk, revealing that actually the girl on the cover was her (laughing viciously) then jumped up and sang her tiger song. ('Tiger/Tigress' was her first hit single 7-8 years ago. she's no good singer but interesting to look at in those tiger outfit)
at this point i was waken up, to my immense relieve that it was just a dream. i can't really tell in english how rather sordid it all was. it haunts me until this day. everytime i read Paul's message, Honey's face will pop up in my head saying those words. makes me feel funny in both sense of the word.
i know how stupid this is and i sincerely hope Paul won't get offended! i swear i've been trying to replace her face with your baby photo but it's not fully successful yet. SIGH...
oon, i, too, had a dream about honey. luckily, it was not so psychically damaging as yours seems to have been. normally, i would diagnose this as a pedophilliac dream aimed at the six year old honey, but due to the list's obsession with sex and porn star names, i'm willing to let this go as just another example of the sinister list slithering into a innocent listee's dreams. the next honey sex dream, though, won't be so lucky. At 11:46 AM 3/11/98, Nicole Elger wrote:
OK, I've got more proof that this list is infiltrating my dreams. I didn't have another B&S dream, but did have one about stripping which must have been inspired by all the porn star posts.
So I was a stripper in the dream, except I wasn't _really_ a stripper, I was only doing it for a few hours so I could do some kind of investigation at the club. I remember that my intentions were good, but I don't remember what exactly they were. The music wasn't great, but I remember thinking I was pulling it off quite well (ha, no pun intended) and no one was suspecting a thing. But then I looked at some of the faces and started thinking, "Oh God, what if I see someone from work!?"
Suddenly I was out of the strip club and playing in a band with my best friend from high school and a bunch of other people. Her cute younger brother was the singer and I had some ridiculous role like cymbal or tambourine player. (No offense to anyone dedicated to those instruments!) We played one song and were astonishingly good. Right then, when we were on the verge of stardom and having a mailing list dedicted to us ... my 15-pound cat jumped on my stomach, like he always does when things are getting good in my dreams. Grrrr.
ok, i'm not sure that this can be entirely blamed on the belle and sebastian list. have you been watching naughty movies or hanging out in times square? At 9:34 PM 3/13/98, blink@inexpress.net wrote:
AH! B&S dream... I was sitting in a theatre watching a documentary on Stuart Murdoch,he was very tall and it showed him in plaid shirts walking down beaches and skipping stones,I kept going "stuart stuart you're the only one who understands me" and people kept hushing me..anyways after that came the Dog On Wheels video which consisted of fast moving,awe inspiring shots of land (from above,like shot in a helicoptre) and great rivers except at the very end of the video it was just shots of lots of sad homeless starving looking puppies...as i walked out,this tall chin length blondish hair boy wearing silver rings and quite cuddly muddly stopped me to talk about B&S when suddenlt some girl appears and he starts kissing her and I feel quite uncomfortable so I run off and he's like 'Where you going!' and then I dunno..I'm walking along some desert like place with train tracks and I see my friends wave me over and I try and ignore her and then she says something but I take it as something insane cos I'm usually very mild-mannered cos I went crazy and started throwing rocks at her mother's head and they mad me get in the van with them and we are arguing and my friend said soemthing like 'FINE! GO BACK TO YOUR BELLE AND SEBASTIAN THEN!' so I jump out of the van,and magically I am somewhere else,and this guy (this other friend) is leaving somewhere and I'm like 'oh I'll walk you there' and for some reason my mom appear and she's like 'Oh! *wink* yes,I understand you can WALK with him' and she thinks she is helping me cos she thinks I want to get this boy alone and i'm like 'no it's not like that' and i start running and i'm back at those dusty traintracks and suddenly i realize i'm all alone...
ah genni, you're giving me something to work with here. as with chris' dream in the previous dream interpretation email, the fact that you are *watching* the events shows a dissociation from the band, a sort of powerlessness and passivity in your life. the fact that you're speaking, and being hushed could mean that you're trying to develop more control over your life, and others are trying to repress you and hold you back. the whole dog on wheels thing is weird. i could sort of interpret it as how you feel about the song, the mixture of stirring music and sad lyrics. but then, i'd probably be full of shit. so nevermind. the boy who stopped you... i really don't have anything to go on there. could that have something to do with a real life event at the time? or maybe you see yourself as the girl that boys will be friends with, but not be attracted too? again, i'm clutching at straws here. perhaps i deserved that b after all. the whole throwing rocks thing could be a manifestation (sorta) of your rebellion. i know that b&s doesns't seem terribly rebellious, but i assume that when you live on a farm in canada, and you're in high school, that's a divergence from the norm that's not really appreciated by others. so you're rebelling against friends and parents and running toward a music that represents perhaps a bigger way in which you are different from other people, one that maybe they want to minimize. and the rest.... misunderstanding, and wandering and aloneness, boohoo. oh dear. At 10:55 PM 4/4/98, blink@inexpress.net wrote:
Oh I had a list member dream... (just their name cos I don't know what he looks like) anyways,this one friend of mine,she was telling me about this wild and wonderful one night stand she had in London "oh yeah we went out and got everthign pierced and then spent the night together" me:"oh who was this?" her:"his name was tag" weird baby,i say weird....
as if the last dream wasn't enough.... all i can say is, um, well, there really isn't anything to be said to this one. allright, that's enough for this one. this email is longer than most of my papers for class. and sickly lil me needs her beauty sleep, so goodnight. xox megan ps - star, my feminist side doesn't like the idea of being a cheerleader. however, if you get sparkly pompoms, i *may* be persuadable.... mkl206@is8.nyu.edu visit the magnetic fields web page at: http://www.dissemination.com/megan/magneticfields/ ----------------------------------------------------------------------- . This message was brought to you by the Sinister mailing list. . To send to the list please mail "sinister@majordomo.net". . For subscribing, unsubscribing and other list information please see . http://www.majordomo.net/sinister . For questions about how the list works mail owner-sinister@majordomo.net . Listen, this is pish, I think I'll leave -----------------------------------------------------------------------