went along to a rock club last night. it was fucking funny. full of "emo" posers. there was this one guy who was wearing fingerless mittens, a stetson style hat, a dress shirt, a tiny black waistcoat, sunglasses and was listening to a fucking ipod. an ipod in a room where it's so loud you have to shout to be heard. i wouldn't object so much, but as someone whose into punk music, where dressing like a bum is expected, i'm more than a bit miffed that the scene's been hijacked by the very trendies that punkers would routinely take the piss out of. music's about music, for fucks sake - not how much product you put in your fucking hair. i don't even mind the music, but the entire emo thing is fubar.
oh well, at least they played some glassjaw and refused.
