Good evening, I’m a blogger which means my opinion about blogs is ‘exquisitly’ important. I’m also indubitably intelligent, and if you read the blogs I recommend, people will think that you are smart too. Enjoy your stay here at blogsterpeice theatre, and ‘gimme props!’
Today’s blogsterpiece is a splendid philosophical deconstruction of the most popular blog that the young people are talking about, hipster runoff. Master Carles was recently elected “Hipster of the Decade” by Gawker, over Gavin McInnes who was duped into drinking his own urine by a conniving servant.
So sit back with a fine cuban cigar or an extra dirty martini with bombay-sapphire gin while you peruse the musings of Hipster Runoff Exegesis. As always, I endeavor you to chronicle your reactions in the comments section below.
Above, a reenactment of how we made real-life chatroulette friends from Michigan. Check out part 1 of this story to understand how difficult and coincidental this meeting really was.
Against all odds, we got along perfectly with these strangers from the internet. They brought us Faygo soda, and thought it was funny just like us. They told us about how they don’t drink or do drugs, but don’t mind hanging out with people who do. They told us how they are in a hardcore punk band called Dire Wolf, and how we were invited to their show in Williamsburg the next day.
Finally, a documentary about food that doesn’t feel like a Faces of Death video. If you’re turned off by PETA and curious about the industrial food system, check out Food Inc.
Our friends from chatroulette are playing a show tomorrow night in Brooklyn! They drove all the way out here for the second consecutive week from Michigan, so come support them and have fun. That is all.
Been scanning negatives but this process takes forever! It’s all zoom, enlarge, enhance. I swear it’s work for a spy or some sort of techno-detective and not just a measly blogger.
If you’re excited to tumbl some awesome lo-fi photo art from the snapshot genre, why don’t you pass the time by lookingthroughsomeExquisitCorpsarchives. Web 1.0 forever, baby!
I had a dog-sitting job and this chinese delivery guy tried to extort money from me when one of the dogs lunged at him. Look at these guys, they couldn’t harm a fly!
Just got ‘written word’ that our very own Mike Chickenman, of PUNKNEWS fame, will be performing a spoken-word set February 6 in New Brunswick, NJ. Flyer is below, go support him!
It seems like every young person I know is talking about just-released chatroulette.com. (no this is not a paid advertisment) If for some reason you haven’t heard, it’s like a video version of omegle, where you are paired to chat with a random stranger. The exciting thing about chatroulette though; you can see and hear the people you meet.
In a vast anonymous meeting space, the rules are still a little different than in ‘real life.’ It’s permanently Mardi Gras, and a lot of people are just trying to catch a glipse of tits. Females are rare and often appear frazzled after 2+ hours of skipping through masturbating men. Sometimes it can be like trying to make friends in a new town starting at the 25 cent peepshow booths.
On Saturday December 5, I attended the MTV VMAS of the PUNK ROCK SCENE and it was amazing! All the stars came out to the greatest art show that I have ever been to in my life. CRISTY ROAD was there, BILL CARSON DALY CASHMAN was there, AARON COMETBUS had art there, FLY did spoken word, JENNIFER BLOWDRYER was there, the list goes on and and on!
I left around 4 from the boogie-down-Bronx to go to this epic event that I had been waiting forever for. As soon as I arrived, I became instantly star-struck. It was the most epic moment of my entire life besides singing on stage at Madison Square Garden. The halls of C-Squat were all covered in amazing artwork which blew my mind. I went in the basement and saw the oldest man in the world, VASS, who is also an art piece since he comes from the cave man days.
I ran into one of my friends who took me to see Aaron Cometbus’ art. He pasted original zines on the floor of C-Squat and it was FUCKING AMAZING! They were O-R-I-G-I-N-A-L!!!!!!!!!! It was so mind blowing that I almost fainted on top of them, then it was SPOOOOKEN WORD TIME! CRAIG FROM THE DEGENERICS WENT ON AND HE HAD AN AMAZING SHIRT, IT WAS A BLACK FLAG BUTTON DOWN SHIRT THAT I HAD NEVER EVER EVER SEEN IN MY ENTIRE LIFE, HE STARTED READING SOME AMAZING PIECES, AFTER HE WAS FINISHED I RAN UP STAIRS AND THEN I SAW AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRROOOOOONNNNN COMETBUSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!
What happens when you take an angry working class kid, an educated anarchist dude, and put them in Thatcher-era England? They hear about punk, start the first anarcho-punk band and change music and lifestyle politics forever. This is who you have to thank for punk, so watch the documentary.
If you’re some hipster who doesn’t like punk, then fuck off.
We don’t need organising
Or politicians being patronising.
We don’t need their leadership,
Trendy lefties being hip.
If you’re the passive observer, here’s a message for you…
