I am planning my quick trip to SXSW, which at this point consists of getting a haircut and telling everyone "I am going to SXSW!" I am also carefully picking out my shoes and practicing my bored stare and slight head nod.
Today I got this facebook message about Kanye West playing a show. I don't think I can pull it off. A few years ago I was really excited to get into a secret They Might Be Giants show. Let's just say my knowledge of Kanye's consists of knowing to say KAHN-ye instead of CAN-ya.
So here is my message for Kanye:
Dear Kanye,
You are very cool. You make lots of money. Everyone knows who you are. But no one knows who I am and that is an integral part of my disaffected personality. I go to SXSW to stand around in comfy yet hip shoes (can't decide this year between orange Kangaroos and purple Keens), drinking a Shiner' and nodding like I am in the industry. This is as hip as I will be all year.
You may have ruined this. This is the one week of the year people like me take Sixth Street back from the UT frat boys. This is the week geeks rule. The time we learn all the secret cool bands and apps and indie movies that we need to impress our friends all year, or for several years if you live in a small town like me.
Please go back to LA or NY or Miami or wherever. Thanks for collaborating with great indie artists so people hear them outside of car commercials. But please don't come to SXSW, or I will lose my parking space to a bunch of kids from San Marcos.
your friend,
Knixie
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