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May 2013

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An annonmous tip about The Last Waltz on my message machine at work that dishes out what kind of cigarettes Bob Dylan was bumming, the contents of a telegram delivered to Ringo Star, what Erica Clapton’s hotel room was littered with and the promise of a story about Robbie Robertson too good to tell over the phone. Now if only this spacey salty dog had left his number for me to call him back.

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Hipsters,

This really sums up alot of the complexities that I have felt without ever being able to express it.

I have no patience with hipster-bashing. A lot of what’s identified as hipster culture is an improvisational response to the contradictions of petty-bourgeois precarity. It’s self-styling for those who for the most part don’t work very much or don’t have much security at the jobs they do have – not much of a future – but who are nonetheless forced to maintain an ability and readiness to work at any moment: a kind of unmoored professionalism. The insufferableness and tragedy of hip life is a function of its scramble for cultural autonomy within the most abject dependency on the attenuated wage-relation. As opposed to earlier counter- or subcultures (punk, say), the moment of negation is perpetually deferred. Needless to say I’m not talking about the stereotypical trust-fund hipster here but rather the mass of mostly post-collegiate individuals in the global North who have been socialized as middle-class workers but who now find this way of life inaccessible, whether temporarily or permanently. Daniel Spaulding,  http://www.mitpressjournals.org/doi/abs/10.1162/OCTO_a_00122

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“What looked like love had just been teen spirit. But what a wonderful thing, to sit on a high wall, dizzy with joy, and think nothing of breaking your ankles.” —

Zadie Smith

http://www.nybooks.com/articles/archives/2013/jan/10/joy/

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