Lou said: << i always think i know something about music until i get involved in one of said conversations, and then i realize i actually know more about wham! than, say, the evolution of punk rock or something. and it's always a particular nuisance with boys. sorry guys. but it's true. anyway, i'm mad at all you boys today as it is. >> I've never made someone's knowledge of music a top priority, especially as I don't really know much about it myself. I've always thought it was more of a Sinister thing to fall in love with mousey-haired librarians or shiny-buttoned bus conductors, anyway. Your ideal man is more likely to have 45's of British Birdsong in his record collection than rock music. In any case, my key to successful dating has always been to go up to the girl in the laundrette with the determined chin and to tell her that I'm in the Secret Service, on a top secret mission, and she has to accompany me to the Co-Op for a cheese sandwich as a matter of National Security. Usually this results in the girl saying "lumee", or possibly "lord love a duck", and romance soon blossoms. It never fails. Carsmile atoned for his sins: << Also also also I have changed my mind about DCW (song). In fact, it sounds like deram era dame david bowie rather than MLS (sorry about that by the way asm). >> Then said (in his spot-on list of 7): <<2. how much struan sounds like nico on the bit in DCW (the song), where he rhymes town with clown, just as she did on femme fatale

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I'm convinced that the wondrous and obscure Desperation Made a Fool of Me sounds like a Velvet Underground song, but I can't for the life of me work out which one. So there's one for allmusicisintrinsicallylinked, if anyone knows. Steve, no one is going on Thursday, not even Belle and Sebastian. They're going to substitute themselves with robots, who have been carefully programmed in how to lisp and play their guitars like pansies, but will no doubt break their programming, as robots always do, and start playing bad Kraftwerk covers instead. Make sure you wear your robotproof hat. I'm currently having a deep personal crisis over whether to sing Yes Sir, I Can Boogie for karaoke on Friday. Part of me really really wants to do it, but another part of me knows that it will probably be the worst mistake of my life. I have been practicing in front of the bathroom mirror with a toothbrush, just in case. I suppose it depends on how drunk I am. So, if you want some top-class entertainment, you're quite welcome to buy me drinks. 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@missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo@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! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+