The Hip Ideal Corroded
So last night, I went to DC9 in support of the Guins. They played a really great show, had this good multimedia type presentation with everything from dance bass lines to a looping film (even if the loop was only 5 minutes long and set entirely in Arlington) and even a crowd-controlled flying saucer. They had a good time up there.
Unfortunately, the DC hipsters seemed to be a plague on the club last night. Here's a few examples:
1. "Excuse me, I've got to break through here so I can go call Amanda MacKaye. You know, Ian's sister..." What? I couldn't believe somebody actually said that out loud. "Excuse me, I'm desperately trying to look cool and seem relevant, so I'm going to call Ian MacKaye's sister. MACKAYE, MACKAYE, MACKAYE, I'M CALLING HER RIGHT NOW....mackaye." Now, maybe I'm wrong. Maybe they're friends. But even still, why not just say, "Excuse me, I have to make a call."
2. While playing their set, the Guins had a looping video playing on the DC9 DVD projector. With a group of hipsters sitting in the corner, they just couldn't pass up their moment to pose. So periodically throughout the set, they'd take turns standing just off center of the screen, striking a pose to make Madonna puke and trying to look casual while secretly hoping everybody noticed their jangly multi-belts. It's like the guy from Gorilla Biscuits said, "We're all just one step away from wearing capes." (credit to Jim for that one.) Hey guys, I've never claimed to be sophisticated, but I understand the reason for fashion. Some people need a uniform to fit in but just don't take it too far. I know a group who did that in the late-30s and it gets out of control quickly...
I hate to complain, but I really feel like these people just never left high school. I know a few nice hipsters so there's got to be some out there, but their brethren in belts just ruin it for everybody else. The rest should just go to Williamsburg, Brooklyn and never return. Whatever happened to just having a good time?
Unfortunately, the DC hipsters seemed to be a plague on the club last night. Here's a few examples:
1. "Excuse me, I've got to break through here so I can go call Amanda MacKaye. You know, Ian's sister..." What? I couldn't believe somebody actually said that out loud. "Excuse me, I'm desperately trying to look cool and seem relevant, so I'm going to call Ian MacKaye's sister. MACKAYE, MACKAYE, MACKAYE, I'M CALLING HER RIGHT NOW....mackaye." Now, maybe I'm wrong. Maybe they're friends. But even still, why not just say, "Excuse me, I have to make a call."
2. While playing their set, the Guins had a looping video playing on the DC9 DVD projector. With a group of hipsters sitting in the corner, they just couldn't pass up their moment to pose. So periodically throughout the set, they'd take turns standing just off center of the screen, striking a pose to make Madonna puke and trying to look casual while secretly hoping everybody noticed their jangly multi-belts. It's like the guy from Gorilla Biscuits said, "We're all just one step away from wearing capes." (credit to Jim for that one.) Hey guys, I've never claimed to be sophisticated, but I understand the reason for fashion. Some people need a uniform to fit in but just don't take it too far. I know a group who did that in the late-30s and it gets out of control quickly...
I hate to complain, but I really feel like these people just never left high school. I know a few nice hipsters so there's got to be some out there, but their brethren in belts just ruin it for everybody else. The rest should just go to Williamsburg, Brooklyn and never return. Whatever happened to just having a good time?
posted by Jaded Lens at
8:53 AM
1 Comments:
Oh, how I mourn Williamsburg. I moved there right before it became hipster and stayed long enough to see the genuiness erode. It's even worse now; they're advertising WMBRG stores in Glamour. Why do you think I live in a Honda, looking for a place to call home now?
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SpangledAngel, at 10:32 PM
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