NYC VS Chicago
Now that I've started to settle in a bit here- I can finally step back and look at my life objectively. here's my summation. WTF?
No really, remind me again why I moved here? I understand that career played a huge factor. But still. I dont think I fit in here- for that matter I dont think I WANT to fit in. I'm sorry- I'm not wearing boots over my jeans. I am not running out to buy a pair of brightly colored nike dunks. I'm wearing my jeans, my chucks and my god damn hoodie. fuck you.
Also, Major labels are weird. I feel like I'm in highschool again. I'm the weird punk rock kid in a land of frat boys and serrority girls all over again
We went to a showcase in the village the other night, and after words when my peers asked me what I thought. I said the band was very shoegaze. They looked at me like I had three eyes. One of them turned and asked " whats shoegaze" feeling very awkward, I replied " you know, like ride or my bloody valentine" again- blank stares. Really? you people claim to be music people? You dont know what shoe gaze is ? the name My Bloody Valentine rings no bells? WTF?
I've gone out for drinks w/ co workers more than once now- to a sports bar in the area. Now, I'm a bar snob- I know this-but I can also roll w the punches. I found myself ( several times) sitting there, looking on in horror as my female coworkers would literally jump in the tables and start singing along to outkast. The best part of this? this bar is the equivelant of any bar you would find at clark and addison- yet these people insisted on refering to it as a " dive bar"
bitch please. You want dive bar? I'll take you to carols or rose's. THATS a dive bar.
pray for me.