Go to Brooklyn. Transfer from the G train to the L train on a Friday or Saturday night. those are f u c k i n g hipsters. Not college radio types. Not indie rockers. Not scenesters. Not art kids. Not well dressed 24 year olds. Not party people. Not cokeheads. HIPSTERS. Everything else this side of Berlin is an imitation.
Hipsterism is way more than music. Lots of those kids don't give a shit about Animal Collective, Vampire Weekend, or whoever. It's about projecting an extremely calculated form or privileged-cool. And cool is about the shittiest concept we ever came up with as a culture. The whole point of it is to put model-years on everything so no matter what you like, you have to be constantly buying the new version of it.
I was an indie rock teen in the 90s and then went to college in new york in 2001. 2000s capital h-Hipsterism is a weird small little thing, and it's hella obnoxious. My response to it was to buy the Harry Smith anthology of American folk music and quit going out to live music for 4 years. This made me sad, and even worse made me realize that rock and roll has not had one single new idea since the 80s. Lo-fi was the last cutting edge, and Neutral Milk made the last decent Lo-fi record in 1998. Rock and roll right now is jazz circa oh 1976 or so. There's still lots of good people doing good work, but innovation has vanished and the audience is going away. In 10 years it will be nothing but nerds and geezers. Rock and roll will never die, but it will only live in the same sense that 18th century Venetian waltzes are still alive. Want to hear rock and roll's death rattle? Watch Scrubs.
Cool on the other hand is frikkin immortal. And rock and roll had a lot to do with that. It took the edge and energy of black underground culture and mainstreamed it, making a boatload of money in the process and turned cyclic media addiction into cultural currency. Rock and roll is a corpse to be thrown over the railing, but Madison Avenue will keep cool alive until the bombs start falling or the aliens show up or the extinction virus / self-aware-international-banking-computer / or whatever else kills us all.
These days I'm just trying to see as many of the 50s greats as I can before they all die. I got to meet Bo Diddley a couple years ago, and that was just the coolest thing in my entire life ever.
Hmmm that got depressing. I need more sleep.