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Bright F*cking Red
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hence your name i suppose?
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How'd I end up here to begin with? I don't know. Why do I start what I can't finish? Oh please, don't barrage me with questions to all those ugly answers. My ego's like my stomach- it keeps shitting what I feed it. But maybe I don't want to finish anything anymore.. maybe I can wait in bed 'til she comes home. and whispers.... Quote:
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Dancing Machine
Join Date: Sep 2005
Location: New York, NY
Posts: 1,097
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The people you guys are describing are scenesters/scene kids, hipsters hang out in coffee shops reading Kerouac and listening to whatever Pitchfork tells them to. Hipsters don't mosh at shows, they stand there tapping their feet, bobbing their heads, and staring at the band without any emotion whatsoever (unless it's a Dance-Punk band, in which case they just freak the **** out). Believe me, I've been to enough hipster shows to know this. These are hipsters:
"You know that feeling that birdwatchers get when they spot their first Red-flanked Bluetail? Of course you don’t. But try to imagine that surge, that rush. Now multiply it by four, because this mind**** of a photograph is a one-time meeting of all the breeds of the male hipster flocks. From left to right, you’ve got the hip-hop savvy coolkid who does things like wear Doors T-shirts. Then he spend the entire night trying to convince people that he’s doing it unironically while explaining how “important” the band was. Then you’ve got the Britrock buzz band enthusiast who’s always drunk and doesn’t give a **** about New York hipster style but yet somehow always looks understated and impeccable. He always leaves with someone. Then you’ve got the guy whose parents are paying for his Bedford Avenue sublet and drinks for all his friends (when he’s not at an open Sparks, Red Stripe and Svedka bar, ‘natch). And finally, the poor schmuck who is always trying a bit too hard who nobody really likes. They say a picture is worth a thousand words but this one might be worth an entire DFA compilation. Seriously, we just sent the link to the Library of Congress and we got an instant response that just said, “Whaaaaaaaaaa???”" (Thanks Blue States Lose!) These are scene kids: ![]() |
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Bright F*cking Red
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thats gross..
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How'd I end up here to begin with? I don't know. Why do I start what I can't finish? Oh please, don't barrage me with questions to all those ugly answers. My ego's like my stomach- it keeps shitting what I feed it. But maybe I don't want to finish anything anymore.. maybe I can wait in bed 'til she comes home. and whispers.... Quote:
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butt say x
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Yeah I'm allergic to violence directed to me...I bruise or bleed
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Can I have a youtube video for a sig? There's a thing that says "Wrap [youtube] tags around selected text" |
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What should I type here??
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onnee loooveee
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I actually like watching the pit; It's.. interesting. It gets me pumped up. But not when the typical asshole, without warning, starts to flare his arms out of no where. I've fractured/sprained so many things just from being somewhat near the pit. This one guy, right in front of me, music starts, he holds for a few seconds, on random, starts his ninja shit on me. Without backing anyone up. Right in my face..I love fractured noses. I really do!
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citizen cope She drink a beer with a proper shot She got knocked up in a pickup truck But she got engaged when she was nineteen To this dude who was acting insane Has a .45 that he always cleaned Said one day one day one too many days Now she ducked and she ran away Never to be heard from, never to be seen I check the cover of a magazine I'm just wondering how, just wondering how |
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thom yorke disciple
Join Date: Nov 2004
Posts: 18,046
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thats horrible!I had that happen to me awhilez ago. Cept it was my chin.
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