Zer0

We could spend forever arguing about what are hipster bands and what aren't hipster bands, what bands are overrated and what bands really deserve a 10.0 review on Pitchfork. It's really all just completely pointless, like this thread.

I like the classic 1940's definition of a hipster - "a person who is well versed in the arts". I think that applies to nearly everyone on this forum.

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Dotoar

It's not pointless, it's crucial. For what reason would one listen to selected music if it wasn't for proving yourself above hipsterism?

Did you just call me a hipster? I think you just called me a hipster!

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Zer0

How is an argument that constantly goes around in a circle chasing it's tail crucial? What i'm saying is that we could spend forever arguing about hipsters and it won't make a different or change a thing. If a person choses to listen to selected music well then that's their choice, they might really love the music or they might be doing it just for the image. I don't care about that, it doesn't affect me in my day to day business.

Depends on what your definition of a hipster is

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Dotoar

It makes the difference between night and day. The sole purpose of music is to serve as a vehicle for fighting against the hipsters. We cannot tolerate the hyping of lo-fi bands anymore. We cannot tolerate the doings and dealings of vintage household wares anymore. We cannot tolerate bit-crushed arcade imagery anymore. Tell me, how many striped t-shirts have you seen today? How many shuttershades have slyly scrutinised you in order to feed their daily blog updates? How many badly grown moustaches have infested your retina and how many ironic comments have you encountered?

It's our duty to put an end to the hipster supremacy that upholds this reign of postmaterialistic terror, and fight the rising of studious independence! We must kill our darlings and abandon each and every band even remotely associated with any positive acknowledgement from Pitchfork and its evil brethren, be as it may at the cost of the greatest musical achievements of our time. It's time to make a stand against the virus that has infested the musical paradigm. The flesh has decayed, the ideals are betrayed, the apple has rotted.

The choice is yours - crush an iPhone, slap a hipster and call him names, burn an Arcade Fire record! Stand up for your true integrity and ban your every favourite band before it's too late - tomorrow they already might have been endorsed on Pitchfork!

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