Showing posts with label hipster abuse. Show all posts
Showing posts with label hipster abuse. Show all posts


On Hipster Racism


When I started writing this, we were in the late afternoon hours of the first day of Miley Cyrus #RatchetGate (thanks ?uestlove), and the first hours of this media/social media meltdown have been one for the books. We had the outrage of the public scolds, talk about the death of Hannah Montana, and the impact on the children, a media firestorm that enabled the media to show clips of the offending performance repeatedly, the feminist critique, and vital discussions about race and white appropriation of black culture on Twitter. My initial reaction was amusement because the whole thing was remarkably skeevy and unsexy for a pale imitation of what Britney and Christina had done a decade prior, but my second reaction was "whoa Nellie, that's pretty racist."

Blame Public Enemy, Ralph Ellison, City Honors, AP English teacher Mr. LaChiusa lending me The Autobiography Of Malcolm X, or #BlackTwitter, but my racist radar went off during Miley's Twerkfest. The stereotypes, the sight of Miley playing ringmaster to a circus of black women, the minstrel show put on and officiated by the former Hannah Montana, and the outright appropriation of "hood" (her word) culture for the former child star's coming out as a sexualized pop diva... the whole thing was rigoddamndiculous. But predictably white folks like Mika Brzynzski got their Tipper Gore on, leaving the more outrageous offense and timely issue to the folks on #BlackTwitter, while other white folks thought Miley's performance was A-OK.

I'm not suggesting that those white folks are racist, but shit, this isn't helping. This hasn't been a banner year for race relations in this country, and for white feminists, the Tipper Gore set, and the rest to be frankly oblivious to flagrant racism (in the form of a spectacle no less) presents further proof that we've got a looooong way to go before it's Kumbaya time. Thankfully New York Times critic Jody Rosen stepped up early to give Miley shit for her racism for Vulture (The 2013 VMA's Were Dominated By Miley's Minstrel Show), but otherwise it seemed like most white folks missed it. Jeff Meirs almost touched on the racial issues at work at the VMA's... in MTV's Justin Timberlake hagiography, but otherwise didn't go there in favor of a larger critique of pop culture.

But here's the kicker, near the end of Rosen's piece:

Cyrus’s twerk act gives minstrelsy a postmodern careerist spin. Cyrus is annexing working-class black “ ratchet” culture, the potent sexual symbolism of black female bodies, to the cause of her reinvention: her transformation from squeaky-clean Disney-pop poster girl to grown-up hipster-provocateur.

Now Miley Cyrus's hipster bonafides are certainly up for debate, but the concept of hipster racism is distressing and depressing. Yes. Congratulations white folks, you're killing hip. It was bound to happen, really, anytime you get that many white people together, that something fundamentally uncool would happen, and killing the concept of hip appears to be it. Because racism isn't cool and it certainly isn't hip; in fact racism is the exact opposite of the concept of "hip." Shit, what is hip if it isn't being hip in the original sense... as in down with black folks and black culture? Whether as an expression of rebellion to the "square" status quo, a show of solidarity with the oppressed, honest appreciation of another's culture, or Talking Heads doing a cover of Al Green's "Take Me To The River" on More Songs About Buildings And Food, hip was about communication, secret communication, and building bridges. It wasn't about being an ironic racist, or being casually blind to outright racism, which is definitely not as bad as outright racism but again, it's not helping.

Because that's the thing, while there has indeed been progress made, there's also been some significant backsliding, and not just on matters of race. Ask a feminist about rape culture in the United States. Things aren't trending in the right direction in a lot of departments, and it's starting to look like "not helping" matters. Maybe it's time to put the HIP back into hipster and attempt to show some awareness about race and gender issues beyond our own individual purviews if not doing so already (cuz white folks aren't all bad).

Otherwise fellow white folks, we're doing it wrong.



Cliff Parks




Tonight: The Black Angels



This frankly astounding year of live music in Buffalo continues tonight at the Town Ballroom when The Black Angels return to Buffalo, with Night Beats in support. Austin's Black Angels made a hell of an impression when they played the Tralf a few years ago on the Dropout Boogie Tour with Black Mountain thanks to their mesmerizing sound, excellent 60's American psychedelia (think The Doors, Velvets, The Zombies, and Jefferson Airplane... all at once), and seriously fantastic light show. Night Beats, from Seattle will be opening the show with their intriguing psychedelic r&b influenced rock. Doors open at 7 PM, tickets are $22, and yes they are still available. 





Yeah Buffalo, can we not have a repeat of Yeasayer? How could that happen for Yeasayer? And you were doing so good up to this point. Anyways, city of mine, here's your chance to redeem yourself. Hipster doofuses of Elmwood in particular... here's your chance to really redeem yourselves, and to not just pose but to actually make yourselves useful. 


OK, I'm done. Black Angels. Killer show. Be there.

Cliff Parks


The Retroactive Hipster Cred Conundrum



The other day I was a tad surprised to see one of my interwebs indie music sherpas recommend an old Tragically Hip song as one of their daily song offerings. It wasn't outrageous, but it drive me to inquire if it meant that the Hip had actual hipster cred, a mild curiosity inasmuch that I didn't really give a shit as a longtime Hip fan. Then another one of my daily interwebs indie music sherpas chimed in, and at that point I realized that I was asking Canadian hipsters about Tragically Hip hipster cred, of course they were gonna say "sure." South of the Canadian / US border it gets a little dicier, but again, I don't really care. The Hip are the Hip, they've always been the Hip, that's why I like them, and that's why I've liked them for 13 years. My interest is in the growing question of the value of hipster cred in general when it gets doled out retroactively.




I'm not going to lie to you. I like Rush. They're not one of my favorites, but they're peerless musicians, some of their songs resonate with me, and they put on a great show. Neil Peart's lyrics aren't as profound as some would have you believe, but Rush were definitely musical outliers, outliers that have aged insanely well musically, according to their fans. Other folks however hold entirely different  views, and Rush is definitely a polarizing band, which is in part why I whiffed on a buffaBLOG announcement of their show in October at the FNC. And let me tell you, as one of the elders at buffaBLOG, the guy who gets to say shit like "I've been a fan of Radiohead since 1995!", it gnaws at me. Springsteen? I was all over him. Roger Waters? No doubt. The Beach Boys? Mac got that one, but I was there waiting in the wings if nobody covered it. Why? Because I love them, but also because I am keenly aware that they have their bonafides in order. But then I saw on Brooklyn Vegan (of course I check them occasionally, even if I'm only aware of about 17% of what they're on about) that Rush got a post because their tour was hitting up Brooklyn, and I was like "I'll be damned."


It wasn't a perfunctory post either, it was loaded with YouTube videos of Rush. Somebody clearly unloaded their love of Rush on the hipster interwebs, it was almost hilarious. In fact, I have to wonder what BV's internal e-mail conversations about that one were like; in any case Rush won, and there they were, getting their bonafides via one of the most rigorous music blogs on the interwebs. Rush. Worse, had I not whiffed we could have been out in front of BV on Rush, an ultimately meaningless but strangely valuable distinction for a music blog. But my thinking was, I have my tickets, I'll spring a review on you people (and buffaBLOG's editors) in October for shits and giggles, and that was about it. But I wasn't going to try to get you all excited about Rush when that show was announced. No, I wasn't going there, not for Rush, and now I totally regret it.




Now to be completely honest, part of my Rush whiff is also due to my cresting disdain for the philosophy Ayn Rand and the Paul Ryan Budget, and for the record, I don't live my life in accordance with Pitchfork or Brooklyn Vegan; far from it in fact. But I do keep an eye on those websites (among many), and I definitely did a double take when I saw Rush on BV. I'm also pretty sure I had a good laugh. Rush? Rush. Upon further review of course it only proves that in the end that good shit is good shit, and that just about anybody gets their day in the hipster sun. It's just a matter of time.




Cliff Parks


DVR Alert! St. Vincent on "Portlandia" Tonight



It's Friday. The work week is over. It's all good. I'll be brief. 

St. Vincent plays the Town Ballroom Saturday, May 5. Tickets are $18 and still available. Still. 






St. Vincent will also be guest starring on IFC's hipster skewerarama "Portlandia" tonight at 10. She sings, writes, and plays a whole bunch of instruments. But can she act? Will she be funny? Inquiring minds (and fans of hipster skewering) should set their DVR's accordingly. 


Here's a taste of "Portlandia" for the uninitiated.





Here's another utterly brilliant taste. As a die-hard Buffalonian, I had to chuckle heartily at this one. Maybe this will be OUR century in Buffalo. Yeah, maybe.


"Portlandia" airs Friday at 10 PM on IFC. St. Vincent plays the Town Ballroom May 5.
















Cliff Parks