Oct 20, 2010

My Mixtape Mind.

There's been something troubling me recently, It's not a real life worry, it's more a complex thought that I tend to over-elaborate on. Perhaps blogging about it will give me some sort of piece of mind.


I've recently become more aware of what defines a hipster. I've always known what a hipster was, but never really called them hipsters or knew anything about them except that they were a pretentious when it came to music taste and lifestyle. It was never the kind of person I wanted to be (the pretentious part that is), but current events have shown me that I'm much more hipster than I ever thought I was.


So I did a bit of research into the stereotypical image of the hipster, which knowing a few myself, actually held true for the most part. But my main concern was that half of the things mentioned applied to me. It concerns me a little to think I've fallen into the most wankerish of stereotypes. Things such as seeking out and preferring underground and unknown bands, having a soft spot for post-modern rock and/or electro, hoodies, v-neck shirts, tight jeans, fedoras, overuse of outdated sayings, the list goes on.


But there have been a few major thing about the stereotypical hipster than I don't do, which leads me to think I'm either not a hipster, or some sort of neo-hipster or pseudo-hipster if you will. Things such as (and this is a major one) admitting to the fact I'm a hipster. I can admit that I act like a hipster sometimes, which automatically makes me not a hipster. It's odd to think about. Hipsters seem to have a liking for coffee, which I really can't stand. Fixed gear bikes seem to be the preferred mode of transport, which I just see as unconventional. I don't care if a band comes up from the underground, if they're a good band and it doesn't change their music, I'm content. I try not to presume I'm the only person around me who's heard a certain band, although that does tend to be the case a lot. The hipster's blogging service of choice seems to be Tumblr, which I can't stand.


Also, I fucking hate triangles.


Now, does this make me some sort of double hipster because I reject the general hipsters social standards, or does this just leave me in a league of my own? It's hard feeling individual when you're 60% of a predetermined agenda.