I think hipster denial and hipster bashing is pretty much the epitome of being a hipster. I honestly have never come across anyone who said s/he was a hipster. I’ve never cared to mock them much or hate on them because (much like “emos”) I never really knew (and still don’t) who were hipsters.
I thought my wife’s friends from college were hipsters because they were “hip” and younger than me and “cool”. Then when they all wanted to go to a bar after some graduation thing they started saying, “Oh, that’s a hipster bar. Yeah, we don’t want to go to the hipster bar.”
I’m there to drink beer. We can go to the redneck cowyboy faggot bar for all I care.
I think hipster denial and hipster bashing is pretty much the epitome of being a hipster. I honestly have never come across anyone who said s/he was a hipster. I’ve never cared to mock them much or hate on them because (much like “emos”) I never really knew (and still don’t) who were hipsters.
Go visit Silver Lake the next time you’re in town, Gunnar. Pick any coffee shop. Or maybe the macrobiotic vegan burrito studio.
I think hipster denial and hipster bashing is pretty much the epitome of being a hipster. I honestly have never come across anyone who said s/he was a hipster. I’ve never cared to mock them much or hate on them because (much like “emos”) I never really knew (and still don’t) who were hipsters.
I thought my wife’s friends from college were hipsters because they were “hip” and younger than me and “cool”. Then when they all wanted to go to a bar after some graduation thing they started saying, “Oh, that’s a hipster bar. Yeah, we don’t want to go to the hipster bar.”
I’m there to drink beer. We can go to the redneck cowyboy faggot bar for all I care.
Yeah “hipster” meant something completely different when I was growing up…then in the last decade it morphed in to this whole other meaning…
Go visit Silver Lake the next time you’re in town, Gunnar. Pick any coffee shop. Or maybe the macrobiotic vegan burrito studio.
There you will see.
Maybe it’s just because I’ve lived down here for so long that none of this really phases me, but it’s always been like that. Silver Lake is a young and artsy and “hip” area. My wife and I used to go there quite often. She liked to look at the antique shops and then we’d usually have a tea at the Casbah.
I never really mingled with anyone there as we’re just doing our own thing. But the coffee shop dorks there weren’t any different, as I could tell, than the coffee shop dorks in Davis 20 years ago.
I don’t relate to the music. I don’t share their sense of style. I don’t give a crap what anyone is reading or their social causes. But . . . I’m just older than them. I can’t care less what they are up to and don’t need to make friends.
I’ve never been into a Vegan cafe. Ever. So I can’t really talk much about that scene. I do know what a Vegan IS, though, so I have no problem making jokes about them and telling them they are stupid.
I’d be way more insulted to be called a vegan than I would a hipster…
I thought maybe I was a hipster because I like to wear skinny pants and drink PBR. But I took some online “Are you a hipster?” quiz and got like 4 out of 100.
I think hipster denial and hipster bashing is pretty much the epitome of being a hipster. I honestly have never come across anyone who said s/he was a hipster. I’ve never cared to mock them much or hate on them because (much like “emos”) I never really knew (and still don’t) who were hipsters.
I thought my wife’s friends from college were hipsters because they were “hip” and younger than me and “cool”. Then when they all wanted to go to a bar after some graduation thing they started saying, “Oh, that’s a hipster bar. Yeah, we don’t want to go to the hipster bar.”
As it stands now, the ‘hipster’ to me is just a sort of person who makes being disaffected / disinterested the core of their lifestyle.
To me the real hardcore hipsters are not the ones who try to find ever more obscure / undiscovered forms of expression (mainly music), but the ones that only enjoy ANYTHING insofar as they can make some ironic, bitter comment on it.
The recent movie “The Comedy” is a picture-perfect representation of this - where every social act, up to and including sex, is done just for the sake of mocking that act’s existence.
I’m there to drink beer. We can go to the redneck cowyboy faggot bar for all I care.
Ya know, you meet some of the nicest people in redneck cowboy faggot bars!
I believe in the 90’s they were called “Slackers”.
Seems like many people now designated as hipsters prefer that term when self-identifying. Outside the ‘End of an Ear’ record shop in Austin (great store btw), there’s a big road sign that says “NOW LEAVING SLACKERVILLE: POPULATION 13,245” or some such.
hipsters are way different than slackers imo. I live right outside of NYC, which is hipsterville on the other side of ghetto ville. the hipsters like their coffee shops, tight jeans, plaid shirts, george burns glasses, and their fleet fox albums playing in starbucks. they care TOO much about their image and their lifestyle.
[reply]How would you guys feel about marrying a chick with a kid and the kid is not biologically yours?
Purely hypothetical, obviously, as I’ve been happily married for over 13 years (with no kids between us or from anywhere else) . . .
. . . but I wouldn’t have a problem with that. If I loved the gal, and was ready for marriage, it would also mean that I was ready for all the challenges and/or baggage that comes with it. If you marry a gal/guy with a kid and aren’t ready to love that kid as your own, than you’re not really ready to marry . . . or you haven’t met the right one.
You don’t get to pick and choose what you like about a person and then just toss aside or ignore the parts you find inconvenient. You get it all.[/reply]
You are a good man.
Many men can do exactly what you described, but many others cannot and will not.
On Record Store Day, I was shopping at my favourite record store, picking up shit as I found it. At one point, I grabbed a vinyl copy of the first King Crimson album, tucked it under my arm and then walked over to the heavy metal section of the store and started rifling through the vinyl. Didn’t find much to buy so I walked over to another section.
As I walked away I heard some guy mutter “…this fucken hipster…” under his breath to someone else.
I let it slip. Later on I had a laugh. I was dressed fairly impeccably that day and must have looked a right music snob, prancing around in my fine threads with an artsy, high brow piece of vinyl tucked under my arm.
I thought: this is what it feels to be hipster. this is what it feels to be small. this is what it feels when you can’t feel nothing at all.
If you could argue your case civilly and politely without resorting spiteful personal attacks, you be twice the person you are.
Personal attacks? I haven’t written anything you haven’t stated yourself. I just put it in context to the rest of society. (however, I do concede my word choice and tone were much more harsh than they should have been.)
grmps your original post was a personal attack on both Peligro and myself.[/reply][/reply]
I thought the snark was evident. pretty weak personal attack on my part
How would you guys feel about marrying a chick with a kid and the kid is not biologically yours?
I met my wife when she had a three year old from her ex. We’ve been married now for 13 years. Her son has called me dad since he was 6. His other “real” or biological father dropped off the map around that time and hasn’t had any desire to contact his own son since.
My controversial opinion today is a television edition. . .
Game of Thrones sucks. And so does the Walking Dead. I’m so sick of people babbling on and whining when one of the characters dies. It’s getting to be that I won’t even go on Facebook on Mondays due to all the whining.
I agree. I watched the first episode of Game of Thrones and it’s a load of incesty, rapey sister-fucking wank. I stopped watching The Walking Dead during series 2 because the female characters were all written as hysterical harpies who did nothing but shriek and cry all the time.
Nirvana and Pantera (with Phil) were both awesome.
YESSSS!!! Pantera is an amazing band, it seems like in the US they’re associated with idiotic fans and all that, i’d never really heard much hate for them apart from on this board. Dime’s one of my absolute guitar heroes, i love their sound, and i think Phil is one of the greatest frontmen ever. I love pretty much everything he’s done, i enjoy his (sometimes moronic) ramblings, and the fact that he is a one man musical industry. He does what he wants when he wants, he doesn’t do what he thinks people want to hear, and what he does is usually great.
In fairness to the Pantera haters, i did used to think Phil was a prick, but my respect for him has risen hugely since Dimebag’s death, i think he wised up a lot. For me, he’s one of the true icons and individuals in music nowadays, and there’s not a lot of people you can say that about. More fucking power to the guy, i think he’s great, he lives and breathes it, he believes in it and there’s nobody like him.
Vinnie Paul, on the other hand, although a great drummer, needs to grow up and move on with this Phil-bashing. Anselmo is not responsible for Dime’s death, no matter how hard he tries to connect it. I think if he hadn’t died, Pantera would have come back eventually, and it’s sad that it’ll never happen. I feel bad for Vinnie as he lost his brother and best friend, but he’s in a rut and it seems he will never stop feeling this way.
For anyone who hates Pantera, try watching a bit of 3 Vulgar Videos From Hell, it is hilarious and might make you look a little bit more favourably on them, if not on their music.
For anyone who hates Pantera, try watching a bit of 3 Vulgar Videos From Hell, it is hilarious and might make you look a little bit more favourably on them, if not on their music.
We used to watch those all the time! A few of us still yell THREEEEEE whenever someone scratches their ear.