Masked Hater II

between the litany of all the kumbayas and 'yes we cans' from swaying hipster kids wearing shepard fairey 'hope' t-shirts purchased from urban outfitters/castro hats festooned w/ american flag pins and 'buy a VW' tweedy telling me i can't particpate in his jean jacket dad rock dance party if i don't vote for change made me see the error of my ways. no room for curmudgeons in the new america, so now i bathe in frappucinos while humming that lame will i am tune, plotting how i can do my part to make sure every homeless person has a scarf and/or chunky glasses to keep them warm. thats my update

to today's fans that means engage in heavy petting at the local obama campaign hq and/or oxygen bars and discuss ironic tee shirts over wheatgrass smoothies.

i'd like to hear tweedy issue an apology to the charleston fans. and casino queen.

don't let these burberry cologne huffing hipster trustfund kids derail you. you are right on in your assesment. i blame tweedy and his new creative muse: the almighty $, for the transformation of these gigs from real rock shows to butt-patting coffee clutches. jeff would rather hang out clemens, bonds and horatio sanz at the SNL afterparty, injecting each others buttocks w/ syringes full of starbucks lattes, vw ad money and the blood, sweat and tears of the REAL fans they've left behind on the road to a gap commercial. if i want to hear a bunch of scenesters and frat boys and hipsters decked

Oh. Snap.

No one cares. Go to viachicago and hang out with the Honda drivers and the Starbucks pussies and the rest of the uptight f*cks that like their music "clean and efficient" like some shitty apartment filled with Ikea crap. Wilco has been sucking since YHF, they are no longer relevant. While Wilco may have surpassed Jay back around ST, Son Volt is now passing Wilco. Post your stupid Wilco shit over there. A much , much better album that actually sounds *alive* is coming out Tuesday. It's called "The Search" and it's by a guy who actually still sounds like music excites him (aka not sleepy Twee

not me. i'd sooner buy a vintage retro-washed pac-man tee at urban outfitters than use the word 'underbunnies'. i'll bet $5 that kid owns at least one item w/ the pabst blue ribbon logo on it and another $10 he won't watch the Office on NBC because it's not the original BBC version. loosen your scarf, project runway. it's a rock show, not an immigration rally.

stupid frat boy. shut your mocha frappucino half-caf w/ a side of unreleased indie promo releases swilling mouth and quit yelling at concerts. that said, i'll refrain from any hipster big chill jokes and go back to making cranes.