Tuesday, February 24, 2015

Hunting for Hipster; Attempting to Define the Indefinable Culture

To understand contemporary hipsterdom, one must first understand the maelstrom of righteous fury directed at this classification of beardy youths and thirty somethings. Implicit in most uses of the H word is a litany of observations and clichés. For example the hipster’s pretentious dismissal of all culture known to man, their shabby but expensive and meticulously constructed wardrobe, their incomprehensible dietary needs etc. These trendy extraterrestrials may lack the human concepts of sincerity or empathy; they appear to live in amniotic wombs of self-satisfied irony and sarcasm. This mixture of temperaments branded as “snark”, is often their preferred dialect in communication, both face-to-face and online. But are these actual qualities shared by the contemporary hipster? And are there deeper roots to this seemingly universal contempt?

One answer has to do with the hipster’s amoeba-like sponging of a wide range of cultures and customs that transcend time and meaning. The issue here is that the hipsters lack the cultural capital to appropriate these ideas. They are appropriating elements in a vacuum not contextualized by history or prevailing social constructs. Moreover the intended meaning of these appropriated objects is often walled behind several feet of reinforced irony. Hipsterdom can be understood as a creature that consumes the meaningful cultures of others and excretes them as easily commodified fashion items, like a Duchampian human centipede. The pace of this process only accelerates with technology.

The second and perhaps more meaningful problem has to to with class and race. The modern image of a hipster is largely homogenized, white, and upper-middleclass. While hipsters classily espouse progressive political beliefs, ironically, Hipster culture as a whole has lead to less pluralistic communities (*no citation whatsoever). The influx of well-educated, often wealthy, white, young people has accelerated gentrification in urban centers and brought with it the societal mixed bag of consequences that goes along with it. Simply put, the distain for the hipster is closely tied to the heightened tensions in this country swirling around income disparity and race. 

All this being said, we still far away from defining what a hipster actually is. The more one looks for a concrete definition, the more nebulous the category becomes:

When did this particular strain of contemporary hipsterisim start?

Who is definitely included?

Who should definitely be excluded?

How does one differentiate between a hipster’s ironic detachment and the ironic detachment that comes to many as a natural phase adolescence?

What does alternative mean? (Does it have to do with tattoos?)  

etc.

In order to fend off some of these endless questions I’ve found it useful to bisect the modern Hipster movement into two distinct categories; High Hipster and Low Hipster, and attack each head of this convoluted Cerberus separately.

I would define Low Hipster as a highly localized, underground subset of youth culture. The young people in this group often exist on the fringes of their communities’ prevailing social norms. Their shabby fashion sensibility is most often the result of a lower middle class or suburban upbringing. Low Hipster perhaps shares the most in common with its bohemian namesake and is most often tangentially attached to artistic endeavor, especially music. See New Wave in the late seventies or Grunge in the late eighties. High Hipster by contrast, is a more recent invention. Characterized by the paradoxically high-end shabbiness of the socially conscious consumer. The result is the phenomenon known as trendiness. While High and low hipster often intermingle, low represents the subset of arty weirdoes that have remained more or less constant since the counterculture movement in the late fifties. High hipster by contrast is a temporary marketing strategy used to sell a de-fanged version of the aesthetic to whoever wants it.

So then where does this leave our definition of the contemporary hipster? Let’s break it down into some known quantities:

The group is made up of discerning youngish people with highly individualized cultural preferences, which are mostly arrived at by consensus. Many hipsters are hipsters only by indictment rather than self-identification.They view themselves as soothsayers of modern culture, having been granted the ultimate powers of Judgment (possibly by a half Kim Deal, half Morrissey centaur in a magical forest).

They are disproportionately white, unisex, well educated and massed in conventionally low-income urban areas. This dramatic shifting in populations hastens the spread of gentrification and fairly-traded Quinoa.  Like medieval Internet Monks they labor in darkened coffee engaged in a Sisyphean struggle to uncover ever-more obscure curiosities. When they discover a sparkling nugget of obscure coolness they must guard it from the mainstream, lest their local artisanal winery/lesbian-knitting emporium goes commercial. Paradoxically, it is actually possible for something to be so uncool culturally, as too ironically re-enter the hipster vortex and become cool once more.


Part Two, Cool Stuff: 


For those who are still confused I highly recommend consulting http://stuffwhitepeoplelike.com/ the definitive guide for understanding the strange and incongruous universe of hipsterdom.

Now to the ever-reliable La Blogotheque for some intense music by a very beardy man:


And on to Angel Olsen preforming for NPR Music’s Tiny Desk Concert:


Obligatory hipster anthem:


The Decembrists grappling with trendiness and mainstream success:


Finally perhaps one of the most influential indie rock groups of all time:


Moving on to some movie stuff. These are some filmmakers that are relevant to defining a contemporary hipster esthetic.

Firstly a conversation with Shane Carruth an indie filmmaker:

Also CASTELLO CAVALCANTI a commercial directed by Wes Anderson for obvious reasons:

A forceful trailer from Nicolas Winding Refns’s most recent film Only God Forgives, Refns’s work, especially in Drive defines alternative contemporary esthetics in filmmaking:

And Finishing up with some animation by Don Hertzfeldt:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xMsyOowMaEY

Tuesday, February 10, 2015

Observations on Tsukuru Tazaki and His Years of Pilgrimage

Tsukuru is man haunted by a prematurely severed friendship that lingers like a phantom limb. He lives in an incomplete world, a world of suspended adolescence. Murakami doesn’t create this world; rather he establishes the narrator’s point of view and the world flows out from that singular coordinate. Tsukuru’s thoughts shape the feel his environment in one direction or another. The temporal flexibility of his memory gives the reader the same vague feeling about time and place as Tsukuru. Murakami’s stories are very much about picking out the details in overlapping layers of grey. The mundane urban landscape is ambiguously intertwined with the cosmological universe and the protagonist’s own psychological universe. His dreams are often more vividly portrayed then reality. Murakami achieves effect this by providing intense physical description to accompany Tazaki’s imaginations, however when he wakes those descriptions become vaguer and the reader is returned to the sluggish, reflective pace of Tazaki’s daily grind.

These interlocking realities are presented to the reader sensorially. Murakami revels in the bleak silence of isolation just as much as the oblique, often stilted banter between characters.  On every page we are overwhelmed with the sights, sounds and tastes of Tazaki’s insular world. What Tsukuru eats, or often doesn’t, is informed by his ever-changing relationships. Plain bread and vegetables, Haida’s fragrant omelets and the meals he shares with Sahara are each indelible landmarks in Tsukuru’s life. Murakami’s reference to Franz Liszt’s Le mal du, from his Years of Pilgrimage Suite, and Thelonious Monk’s Round Midnight serve as similar reference points for Tsukuru. The meaning and importance of these songs evolves contextually throughout the narrative. This fluid soundtrack creates an atmospheric ground for Murakami’s world to rest on. Dragged reluctantly from his solipsism by acquaintances old and new, Tsukuru is forced to confront his past and by extension he begins to convey a wider world.