Subject: "Scene Kids"
I never thought I'd see the day when a concert became a fashion show. Sure, we all primp to a
certain extent, and sure, we at times like to be noticed for our efforts. But the "scene" now a
days is ridiculous! Because my hair is naturally colored, my clothes have various shades and
hues, and my face is void of swooping bangs, I'm seen as not liking the band. Once at a
Thursday show some girl and her crew of bandanna-wearing-mullet-toting-droids came up to
me and quizzed me over the headlining band. Having nothing better to do I answered the
reasonable questions and then began to laugh at the absurdity of the situation. The she-cone and
posse snarled and left me, proving my theory correct. Scene kids are weak willed morons. To
them if you're not in the black uniform of infinite depression that was stolen straight from the
80's you become a music poser, someone filling space in the crowd of a band you've never
heard of. Fuck you and the replicated paper horse you rode in one. You and your "scene" are
the laughing stocks of the world. You have no set opinions because they change with the
fashion, and the only reason you're scene friends get you is because they are as empty headed
and as easily programmed as you. You fear originality and yet you preach it left and right. You
fear standing on your own and so you fall for anything. Pathetic really. You look at me in
disgust because I don't look like you. I look at you in pity because you're a tool and prime cult
material. Do the world a favor, grow up or get a head start on the kool-aid and Nikes scenario.
You're annoying.
HmH
Ps. Mullets are never cool no matter how many colors you have in it, and the length of your
bangs doesn't make up for lack of personality.
I never thought I'd see the day when a concert became a fashion show. Sure, we all primp to a
certain extent, and sure, we at times like to be noticed for our efforts. But the "scene" now a
days is ridiculous! Because my hair is naturally colored, my clothes have various shades and
hues, and my face is void of swooping bangs, I'm seen as not liking the band. Once at a
Thursday show some girl and her crew of bandanna-wearing-mullet-toting-droids came up to
me and quizzed me over the headlining band. Having nothing better to do I answered the
reasonable questions and then began to laugh at the absurdity of the situation. The she-cone and
posse snarled and left me, proving my theory correct. Scene kids are weak willed morons. To
them if you're not in the black uniform of infinite depression that was stolen straight from the
80's you become a music poser, someone filling space in the crowd of a band you've never
heard of. Fuck you and the replicated paper horse you rode in one. You and your "scene" are
the laughing stocks of the world. You have no set opinions because they change with the
fashion, and the only reason you're scene friends get you is because they are as empty headed
and as easily programmed as you. You fear originality and yet you preach it left and right. You
fear standing on your own and so you fall for anything. Pathetic really. You look at me in
disgust because I don't look like you. I look at you in pity because you're a tool and prime cult
material. Do the world a favor, grow up or get a head start on the kool-aid and Nikes scenario.
You're annoying.
HmH
Ps. Mullets are never cool no matter how many colors you have in it, and the length of your
bangs doesn't make up for lack of personality.