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Monday, February 07, 2005

You might be a snob.

Not too long ago I was a pretentious indie rock snob. But then I met my beautiful wife who showed me (after a long period of time) that there’s more to life then being a hipster dick. Who gives a shit what other people like or don’t like musically. And who was I to judge? How dare I become so self-righteous that I thought other people were lesser than me because they listened to certain bands. It’s so adolescent and so incredibly irrelevant in the greater scheme of things.

So I decided to make a snob check list. If you can relate to 2 or more of these, then you my friend are an asshole. But there is hope for you. All you have to do is get that chip off your shoulder and realize that music is a personal choice. You have no right to mock or ridicule other people because of their personal preference. Yes, (in my opinion) there are ton’s of shitty bands out there. I'm not saying not to make fun of those bands, but just don't be a dick to somebody who happens to like those bands. Who knows, you might even turn them on to some great music. We all, at one time, were musically retarded.

You might be a indie rock snob if….

You tell people they don’t have a record collection if they don’t own certain records.

You act like you never wore a trucker hat.

You only go to shows if you’re on the guest list.

You talk shit about certain bands being overrated while wearing a Strokes t-shirt.

You judge people on what they like and don’t like.

The word elitist makes you feel special.

All your friends agree with everything you say.

You find the most obscure bands to reference the sound of a new band.

You think you know-it-all when it comes to EVERYTHING.

You refuse to go to a festival unless you get VIP passes

You talk about supporting bands by not downloading music, but then buy most of your CD’s used. So you’re actually supporting the record store, not the bands.

You talk about supporting bands, but get most of your CD's free because you work in the “industry”.

You were ridiculed in high school, and now you wanna get back at the world with your superior knowledge on music.

And finally, you might be a indie rock snob if you think the world actually cares about what you like, what you wear, or how you act.

1 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

So now you are an enlightened snob

February 07, 2005 1:51 PM  

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