Today, December 24th, is a significant day, mainly because it is the day before a significant day. That’s right, tomorrow is December 25th, which will mark three months since I moved back to Louisiana (wait—you say December 25th is important for another reason? No, I don’t think so). To honor the occasion, I think today is a great day for the FIRST ANNUAL STATE OF THE [HIPSTER] UNION.
Americans free trade coffee drinkers, foreign film fans, independent music playlist curators, and professional photographers (at least on Flikr), let me tell you, the Hipster nation is under attack. Yes, it seems that everyone these days is jumping on the anti-hipster bandwagon (what a bunch of followers—hipsters were on the anti-hipster bandwagon way before it got popular). First, it started with the new CBS sitcom 2 Broke Girls:
(Really, hipsters listen to Radiohead? They’re so 2004.)
(Ok, now it’s Coldplay? Like, sigh, hello 2003.)
Then, Samsung took a shot at hipsters/Apple customers:
For the record, Samsung, baristas require a lot of creativity. That design in the latte foam doesn’t get there by accident:
(Come to think of it, all I have to do is make that photo black and white and post it on Flikr and I could call myself a photographer).
With all these attacks on our kind, I know it can be tempting to buy a pair of jeans and NOT cut them off, to go watch a studio film, to refer to said film as a movie instead of a film, and to take a picture and NOT immediately post it to instagram. But, friends, please don’t despair! There is hope for us out there. See, when one phone company attacks hipsters, another phone company courts them:
Also, this isn’t the first time Blackberry has gone after that most coveted consumer demographic:
Unfortunately for Blackberry, their logo isn’t a fruit and the name doesn’t rhyme with fapple, so I doubt their efforts will be successful.
Films are also catching the hipster bug. The trailer for Ewan McGregor’s new flick Perfect Sense shows him happily cruising around on a fixie until the whole world starts falling apart (then presumably, he uses his superior fixie skills to save the world, that part isn’t made clear by the trailer):
I know what you’re thinking: what does all that have to do with Shreveport? It doesn’t. However, there are also some signs that hipsterism is growing in Shreveport. Exhibit A: The Shreveport Times recently published an article about the growth of the downtown apartment market, specifically the numerous loft buildings downtown.
She should really do something about that dog. Any hipster cred her loft earned her was lost when she didn't choose the hipster dog du jour, the Pit Bull:
Anyway, as I read the article, I was excited at the idea that maybe Shreveporters had finally realized there was absolutely nothing appealing about the suburbs. Then, of course, the first comment on the article was someone saying, “Not for me.”
(By the way, the writer of the article is Kristi Johnston, an acquaintance of mine who is new to town and doing great work for our local paper. She’s on Twitter, here: @KNJohnston.)
Still, despite the humbuggery of a lone commenter, there are other signs. For example, the Pabst Brewery’s website’s PBR locator shows a multitude of vendors of Williamsburg’s favorite brew:
Not only that, but it was SOLD OUT at Strange Brew last week, which can only mean one of two things:
1) I’m not the only person around here that drinks it, or
2) I drink a lot more of it than I should
Also, in my journeys around town, I have seen, more than once, another bona fide hipster riding around town on a white fixed gear bike.
Finally, due to the wonders of technology, this blog hosting service offers a variety of tools to track my traffic, and it let me know that there have been about ten (wahoo! Ten! Double digits!) different people who found this blog by searching on Google for “hipster Shreveport.”
So, to help these people learn their way around, I’ll periodically post reviews of local establishments, where I rate them based on hipster street cred. Criteria include, but are not limited to:
1) Availability of PBR
2) If no PBR, availability of some form of very obscure microbrew that probably doesn’t taste very good
3) Bike friendliness (basically, is there a good place to lock up)
Points will be awarded then converted to a rating system. Since star ratings are uber mainstream, we’ll do it differently; I think a scale of 1-5 PBR cans is fitting.
Also, in true hipster fashion, I’ll be crowd-sourcing these reviews. (Crowd-sourcing, for the uninitiated, is where someone else writes the review and sends it to me, then I make three or four small edits and claim it as my own work). So, if you know of a good spot that needs to be plugged and wish for your work to be
stolen plagiarized showcased, you can e-mail me.
For the inaugural review:
NOBLE SAVAGE TAVERN at 417 Texas Street, downtown.
Noble Savage is a bar/restaurant downtown. I’ve never had the food, so I can’t speak to that, but this music joint hits all the right notes (see what I did there?). The space is an industrial style loft that would not be at all out of place in Wicker Park or Printer’s Row. Honestly, if it were a condo, it would be my dream home. Unfortunately, they don’t serve PBR; however, there is an extensive selection of good beer (for these purposes, good means “not made by Bud or Coors”). The live music was great—jazz the night I went, not sure if that’s always the case—and while the volume was a little loud, the place is spacious, so you can get far enough away that the music doesn’t overpower conversation. Finally, while there is no bike parking directly in front, there is a Subway restaurant nearby that has a fence that provides reasonably secure bike parking.
This place screams hipster. Maybe one of my favorite places. Looking forward to going back.
Finally, Happy Christmas ("merry Christmas" is much too mainstream; besides, the Brits say "happy Christmas" so it has to be a cooler way to say it).