Why are hardcore boys so silly? Was just at the 'From Autumn to Ashes'/'Everytime I Die' show, and geez. I don't understand what's happening to that culture. I over heard a couple talking about their choreography, and how they're were gonna start off with a fan kick, and then turn to this side, and then have that friend push him across the pit, and etc, etc. I see some of them stealing moves from ravers. And then they started to play craps in the middle of the floor between bands...I was like, do you even know why you're doing that? What do you need to win heroin money off your friends, o wait, you're straight edge? So you're just doing it to look cool. Ok. And god bless the DJ. He played DJ Shadow's latest in between sets and all the little hardcore'ers (I say little because there was no one there over 25; 70% of the audience was under 20), would pretend-booty dance and make fun of hip hop. I really feel sad for people who only listen to one type of music. There's just a pathetic group of straightedgehardcore dopes in Richmond that have this holy-er than thou attitude that need to get the smirk smacked off their faces. I'm like, I've personally sold more DJShadow albums than the number of piercings your bike gang has collectively. Please Die!
And fuck the hippies that wouldn't stop calling into my store today about the stupid fucking Bonnaroo DVD that was supposed to come out today. I'm sorry that the fucking producers got stoned and didn't make their deadlines, and didn't get the damn thing realsed on time, and isn't in my store, so you can come buy it because you're a slack ass who does nothing but sit at home, smoke pot, and harrass record storeemployees all day. G-O-D-D-A-M-N.
P.S. 7 days and counting. I will make it to 14!
And fuck the hippies that wouldn't stop calling into my store today about the stupid fucking Bonnaroo DVD that was supposed to come out today. I'm sorry that the fucking producers got stoned and didn't make their deadlines, and didn't get the damn thing realsed on time, and isn't in my store, so you can come buy it because you're a slack ass who does nothing but sit at home, smoke pot, and harrass record storeemployees all day. G-O-D-D-A-M-N.
P.S. 7 days and counting. I will make it to 14!
Send me a copy!
No, seriously...
I wonder who they're trying to impress? All of these young fashion victims are too cynical to really even care about anything beyond their own noses.
I am equally perplexed by the mentality of hardcore/rock kids.