But of course!
You're the Rock Star!
Take What sort of Hipster are you? today!
Created with Rum and Monkey's Personality Test Generator.
Fuck college, fuck a "real" job! Music is your life! You're a hometown hero! You're in at least two local bands and are thinking of forming a third. You sleep on your friend's couch, eat your friend's food, and borrow your friend's car. You frequent the dark city bars and hang with the other rockers and groupies. You wear dirty jeans, well-worn t-shirts, and your hair is a mess. You're sinister and mysterious and look as if you don't give a shit. You worship the Rolling Stones, MC5, and your older brother's band. You're gonna make it big one of these days, you can just feel it.
Okay, not strictly true. Fair enough, it's complete bollocks. But I don't care, it generated me a White Stripes pic! Sweet! (Props to Jaylemurph.)
Labels: music
posted by Jessie at 19:18
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6 Comments:
ditto.
although, I was (am?, who knows) in two local bands, have the dirty t-shirts and jeans, unruly hair goes without saying, I think the late nights in bars and sleeping on friends couches is behind me.
If you could see how everything I'm wearing today is either red or black (and I got dressed BEFORE I did the test, omg wow) you'd so understand that Jack and I are meant to be together. Huh Jack? Whaddya say?
mine said...er..
I'm a "Fashion Plate" (?)
"You know what's "in" and what's "out," and you give those trends the finger! You wear what you want and get damn respect for it. You still own pants you wore in high school. Your hair is five different shades of hip. You make it cool to shop at Goodwill, the Gap, and even Walmart. You hang out in crowded bars and restaurants, but don't care if anyone is even looking at you (though they are). You're swank and friendly and at ease just about anywhere. You're well-liked and talked about. The world wants to be just like you".
If the world only knew (It would change it's mind like, yesterday)... heheh.
Hehe - I'm apparently the indie guru. I'm sure its the combination of work being trying to get up before noon, the obscure band t-shirt and the saturday night at bands with beer that did it.
I did it three times and kept getting The White Stripes. I think it's rigged..
Dammit, why can't *I* be a rock star, like you cool people?
You paint, you draw, you cut up bits of paper, you take digital photographs. You're always on the move and great with your hands. You use words like "Postmodern," "image," "simplicity," and "project." You frequently fuss with your sculpted hair. Your clothes speak to others with their symmetry and color scheme. You spend hours in the studio. You've little money or accomplishment, but aren't concerned one bit. You listen to electronic music. You have friends and roommates who are also devoted to the creative side of life. You don't care if you never get recognized--as long as you've created art, then you'll die happy.
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