I'd like to buy an "egg"

I have been getting a lot of crap from people for not updating my blog. Well, truthfully, I haven’t had a lot of material to work with…. Until now.

Let me start by saying that my roommate has much cooler taste in music than I do (case in point: the manilow-down’s namesake). So I went to the Phoenix concert with her the other night. And while it was actually very good, it was way too cool for a fanilow like myself. I did, however, learn a lot of new things there:
1. Contrary to popular belief, DC DOES have hipsters, but, shock of shocks… they are not as cool as San Francisco or New York hipsters
2. Said hipsters really like Phoenix
3. Bandannas are apparently back (but in an ironic kind of way… not a crypts/bloods way)

The night started innocently enough. I got off the metro alone, going to meet my friends at the venue. I wasn’t quite sure where I was going but as I began to walk down 17th street, the swelling mass of hipsters showed me the way. One by one they joined forces in their leopard print boostiers, red lipstick, torn tight jeans, and ironic pastel crewneck sweatshirts.

I then witnessed the highlight of the night… I was eavesdropping on a group of college-age hipsters and one hipster gal was talking about how she was trying to sell her extra ticket to the show. As she approached the venue, she asked exactly ONE passerby, quite timidly, if he was interested in buying the ticket. He declined so she continued on and walked right into the hall. When asked by her friend if she had decided to “give up” on selling the ticket. She said she was “over it” and “sick of trying”. Say hello to the future of America, people!! It’s a sad, scary place!

Once inside the show there were plenty of freaks. And I’m pretty sure I caught a few people “rave dancing” during the show. Correct me if I'm wrong, but didn’t raves become uncool when the “gang” from Beverly Hills decided to head to the valley to “buy an egg” and Brandon Walsh got roofied by Emily Valentine (pre float-burning-down days when the gang still accepted spunky Emily--- spikey, half-blonde/half-black hair and all) on a “very special” episode of 90210? Ok. Just checking. (Side note: why was Andrea Zuckerman invited to the rave? Wasn’t she busy working on the Blaze with Gil Myers and lining her grandma’s living room walls with Corey Feldman posters to get the school board to believe she lived within the district?)

But I digress.
And really... the more I think about it, I guess hipsters aren’t so bad. When you really get down to it, hipster world is like opposite world or upside down world. Everything that saw its heyday in the early 90s is cool again in an ironic way. Next thing you know, everyone will be wearing hyper-color shirts (god please, please let that happen), overalls with no shirts on underneath (ahem, I’m talking to you Justin Bobby), smoking candy cigarettes and chewing bubble tape. And that, is a world this fanilow would be happy to live in.