Hey, man, what are you up to tonight? You should totally come to my show at The Shack. We're on a triple bill with Meat Hammer and The Subpoenaed. Here, take one of the flyers. Don't worry, I've got plenty more. That's us in the middle, Retarder. The name wasn't my first choice—I wanted to be Swank Factory—but the other guys all fuckin' loved it, so what are you going to do? We can always change it later, I suppose. At least until we start putting out albums. So what are you doing tonight? You should totally come if you can. What's that? You have to work until 9? No prob. The show's supposed to start at 8, but it probably won't get going until closer to 8:30, and we're on second, so you'd probably miss the first few songs at the most. Have you ever seen Retarder? We've only been around for six months, and this is our third club show, so there hasn't been a lot of chances unless you still go to house parties. The Shack's a shithole, but the sound is pretty good, and a Huber is only $2. Can't really complain about that. You should totally come out. It's gonna be great.You saw my old band Bitchpile, right? Retarder sounds sort of like that, but with more of a grindcore feel.
That was pretty funny. I tend to see this sort of mentality in the Grindcore scene more than any other, perhaps because these days it has no ideals.
We could rank the "scenes" by how hipstery they are:1. Indie2. Emo3. Grindcore4. Black Metal5. Death MetalFeel free to insert whatever shitty genres people are hipsterifying over here.