Bill
Bluelight Crew
Well fuck, im in Atlanta now
Guess im going to have to settle for hanging out with chicken
Guess im going to have to settle for hanging out with chicken
One thing I've noticed at fests this summer is that hats and pins have become way more super popular than years ago
It's like every little raver fuck or douche wookie in existence has or is selling a multitude of different kind of pins and what not
Don't get me wrong, I think a bunch are pretty cool, but when every other person you see has there whole hat covered with gd pins it gets kinda played out looking imo, esp when I didn't even hear any dead, they bump trap music constantly
Idk if I'm being a pretentious jaded hipster or not
ya'll should read it, if not for the section in red alone lulzWhen memoirist and head writer for The A.V. Club Nathan Rabin first set out to write about obsessed music fans, he had no idea the journey would take him to the deepest recesses of both the pop culture universe and his own mind. For two very curious years, Rabin, who Mindy Kaling called “smart and funny” in The New Yorker, hit the road with two of music’s most well-established fanbases: Phish’s hippie fans and Insane Clown Posse’s notorious “Juggalos.” Musically or style-wise, these two groups could not be more different from each other, and Rabin, admittedly, was a cynic about both bands. But once he gets deep below the surface, past the caricatures and into the essence of their collective cultures, he discovers that both groups have tapped into the human need for community. Rabin also grapples with his own mental well-being—he discovers that he is bipolar—and his journey is both a prism for cultural analysis and a deeply personal exploration, equal parts humor and heart.