Hip-less Hipsters

The hipster movement has risen in Austin over the past few years and seems to have reached its peak. They have taken over! Like an infestation of cockroaches at a San Antonio Pizza Hut! It's a flow of cliché non conformist conformists with red lipstick, bicycle shorts and overpriced vintage fashion, smelling of yellow curry tofu and dancing like a character from the Peanuts Gang. LA's Echo Park has migrated to the heart of Austin, and hispterism is spreading fast. Cuidado, Austinites! Keeping Austin weird has a new meaning. It's cool to be weird and weird to be cool. But I find nothing cool about it.

I have nothing against them personally, although they are a bit smelly. Their fashion is out of a B rated 1980s horror film. Music they brought would bring tears of travesty to Stevie Ray Vaughan. They pulled out the most hideous beats and off beats from a bad Smiths album, threw them onto a Mac, and they are currently blaring in a hipsters only club near you.

Austin is based in Texas, where southern hospitality still holds true. But since a flow of newcomers from all over the States have found their home in this small, easy-going city (with the exception of Dirty 6th), Austin has become a clusterfuck of constant road traffic, trendy overpriced bars, restaurants, and shops, and a new soul-less crowd of which you wouldn't find in Austin in previous years.

Sure, the flow of new faces isn't new in Austin. Dell brought the young tech crowd, UT has brought binge drinking college party idiots who devalued live music, turning most of 6th's live music bars into night clubs. People are constantly coming in, but they are never, ever leaving! They've all found their home in Austin. Permanently.

I don't mind sharing my space with others. Although, I would rather keep Austin local and magical, two things that are becoming nonexistent in today's world. In today's Austin.