No one has mentioned the Beatles' I Saw Her Standing There?

No one's really mentioned the Beatles (save Hec). Probably because there's a lot to choose from.

"Please Please Me" would be first on my list. "And I Love Her." "Let It Be." "Day Tripper." "Penny Lane/Strawberry Fields Forever." "Lady Madonna."

The one problem with the Beatles WRT hipsters is that it's very hard to pick a lesser-known Beatles song and lionize it, because their canon is so much the foundation of all modern pop music that there's no such thing as a "lesser-known" Beatles song. You have the same problems with the Stones and the Who as well.

You can get away with it by swearing allegiance to the Kinks and flaunting your original vinyl imports of Village Green Preservation Society, but that would be on the order of saying there is no racial disparity in this country by lionizing Clarence Thomas. And some night, you'll break down crying when "Let It Be" comes on the radio, because the closest the Kinks could ever come to "Let It Be" was "Waterloo Sunset," and "Waterloo Sunset" still falls short of the third or fourth best song in the Beatles canon, and you've been embracing the Hipster Lie just so people will think your square black plastic glasses frames and you Mission Of Burma T-shirt is just a thin mask of superiority hiding your inner core of anger, self-loathing, dweebishness, and smallness.

(This was actually addressed at someone I knew in college. Wonder where he is now. Probably running a Championship Vinyl-esque place in Denver.)

"Waterloo Sunset" still falls short of the third or fourth best song in the Beatles canon

Wow, I could not disagree more. But I wear square black plastic glasses frames and own a Mission of Burma t-shirt, too. Perhaps I am also angry, self-loathing, dweebish, and small. In fact, I am sure that the first three apply, but I am demonstrably not small.

Wow, I could not disagree more. But I wear square black plastic glasses frames and own a Mission of Burma t-shirt, too. Perhaps I am also angry, self-loathing, dweebish, and small. In fact, I am sure that the first three apply, but I am demonstrably not small.

I'm not slagging on "Waterloo Sunset." I'm slagging on a certain kind of hipster that drives me bonkers -- the ones that hold contrary opinions because it gives them some feeling of superiority.

It's just a personal thing. Having spent my school years mercilessly bullied and shunned by cliques, I have real issues with people who flout faux authority in the name of bolstering their self-esteem.

And this isn't aimed at anyone on here at all. It's just me accidentally causing a landslide of childhood anger to come spurting out again.

Maybe I should just delete all that. But I didn't intend to dis you.

the ones that hold contrary opinions because it gives them some feeling of superiority

Maybe that's a segment of the population that deserves slagging, but as someone who thinks "Waterloo Sunset" is better than anything the Beatles did short of "And Your Bird Can Sing," I'm not sure how you distinguish between someone who is claiming to believe exactly as I do to feel superior and someone who does so because, y'know, that's what he or she thinks. I don't mean to be prickly about this; it just felt rather sudden and personal.

My humblest apologies. I was venting about some personal historic anger and would have kept my trap shut if I had any self-control and known that my ranting would have made you prickly.

Friends?

I didn't know that "And Your Bird Can Sing" was a Beatles song until a few years ago. The only version I had ever heard was by Guadalcanal Diary which I just mentioned here a few days ago. Keeping the circle unbroken.

"And Your Bird Can Sing" is my Mom's favorite song in the world. But in pop terms re the Beatles, I'd have to go with "Please Please Me." I suppose, but I have that whole can't pick just one thing...I'm a fangirl. seriously.

And I could never think Corwood is a dweeb, ever, and the self-loathing makes me sad to think on, even if it means we have another hobby in common.

Friends?

Oh, sure. I just hate you've known people who'd make you feel that way about a certain segment of the music geek population. Hath not a music geek eyes (behind those black plastic frames)? Hath not a music geek sunburned hands of men, farfisas, 5th dimensions, empires of the senseless, affectations, carl and the passions (so tough)? When you prick us, do we not write crappy indie-folk songs about being pricked and how sad it makes us?

The only version I had ever heard was by Guadalcanal Diary which I just mentioned here a few days ago.

That's so very cool.

the self-loathing makes me sad to think on, even if it means we have another hobby in common.

I think it's the new existentialism.