steve wrote:The thing that's good about underground culture is that it isn't being thrust at everyone. It is discovered in due time by people who are receptive to it. We each find those things we are fond of because they suit us specifically, not because we acquiesce to group thinking.
That's a keeper.
That sentiment is something that I have often tried to succinctly express, but I have always failed.
For example, I have a particular, younger, female, ex-coworker friend who doesn't understand just how much she makes my teeth grind when one of these types of conversations comes up:
(imagine we're shootin' the shit in a bar, and some turdfest like FallOutBoy/Killers/MyChemicalRomance/whatever is playing on the jukebox)
She: "Oh man, I fucking love this song! Do you like these guys?"
Me (being polite): "Um, no I don't think I really..."
She: "You're kidding me, they're like totally popular right now! I just figured you'd know all about them!
I mean, you being 'the music guy' and everything!"
I mean she says this kind of 7th grade shit with such a straight face, and intones "totally popular" so earnestly as if it were a compliment all by itself or something... and I just can't help but just silently gnash my teeth and sigh internally... because words are failing me at that point, and I'm trying to hold it in and not do one of these eloquent moves:
She: "Oh man, I fucking love this song! Do you like these guys?"
Me: "No, but this retarded shit fucking sucks, whatever the fuck it is!"
Then add in a random dude or two who are just hanging about, trying to bang her, and being all agreeable with her:
"...it's a GOD DAMN ARMS RACE! Fuck YEAH! ROCK!"... and then people honestly wonder why you don't like to to go out much anymore, and accuse you of being old and/or bitter because you just want to stay home.