Nope. As a former resident of glamourous Wicker Park, I can tell you that there is also the hipster douchenozzle, le hipster-douché, and the hipster bag-of-dicks.
Nope. As a former resident of glamourous Wicker Park, I can tell you that there is also the hipster douchenozzle, le hipster-douché, and the hipster bag-of-dicks.
White dudes who grew up in the 1950s love that wild west shit. Just about no one else. Racism so blatant that not only does the ethnic guy get killed, they make a white guy get tanned or painted to play the ethnic guy. As for women, their place is in the kitchen. The only kitchen for miles and miles. No one but the…
oh, I loved the flannel shirt. and the ripped pants, cut off shorts, combat boots, tshirts. duct tape as an acceptable clothing repair product. I grew up (literally) on the wrong side of the tracks and shopped at the salvation army. we had such wonderful times at the $20 bag sales (pay $20 for whatever you could fit…
But, regardless of whatever anyone said in the city that you really wish was bloomington but would never ever be, anyone with a copy of ultramega OK and workable ears could tell soundgarden were metal as fuck.
Yikes is too energetic for such a place. More of a slow motion "ooooooohhhhhhh nnnnnnnooooooooo…….."
Hold the phones, everybody! (is that still a thing? now that we're all kinda holding some sort of phone all the time? back to my gobsmacked quizzicalness)
i concur with godozo. in fall of 1991 in terre haute indiana, they were as grunge as bleach as far as the kids at WMHD were concerned.
of course, it was the kind of place where both of us who came from new york were assumed to know each other.
4.743 times. trust me on this.
which is like ironic or something cause, to paraphrase towelie, most of those guys were so high they had no idea where they were.
you're gonna change your mind about that quick
Same thing you do in Michigan: wish you were in fucking Chicago.
If you know German, French, and Dutch, don't give a crap about US big studio stuff unless Anne Hathaway takes her top off, and have an endless appetite for documentaries about Vikings and the Hanseatic League, all you need is YouTube and streaming Netflix.
I got thrown out of a Bobcat show for being a loud obnoxious drunk. Now that's funny!
WHEN DO WE GET TO ARGUE ABOUT HOW TO PRONOUNCE UMICH?
My favorite genre of marketing terms is "things I can't eat just one of"!
Yes, but The Doors were an early seminal influence on critical pre-proto-grunge. Or an early critical influence on proto-pre-grunge. But definitely not an early critical influence on seminal proto-pre-grunge nor an early seminal influence on critical pre-proto-grunge.
Which word? I hope it's 'unicorn'!!!
A C+ for Great Expectations? Insert obvious joke here:_____________________, Dr Zoidberg.
I got no driver's license. My slaves gotta drive me. I am a slave passenger.