You can't like that! I like that!

You’re still cattle – the mainstream still decides what you like if you’re always reflexively countering the mainstream.

Not as you posed it, no. I get that it’s cool to be hip to something early … but I don’t get how what you enjoyed about something at one time just goes away when you find out that many other people enjoy the same.

Then again, many things lose their luster when they’re no longer new. A favorite underground song can get “old” and “played out” if you start hearing it all the time. But that’s not really the same thing you seem to be describing in the OP.

If Radiohead just “got old” and you were ready to listen to new stuff, I understand. If you think Radiohead’s original work – that you used to like – was somehow artiscompromised because it got popular … then I don’t follow.

It’s irritating because they think I’m shallow enough to only like something when it’s the hot thing.

shrug Like I said, I don’t stop liking it.

I’m a huge Johnny Cash fan, my dog is even named Cash. I think it’s great that Walk the Line has exposed his music to a lot of people that maybe never would have given him a chance before. I went to the movie with 2 friends that aren’t big country music fans and now they are Cash fans too. Gives us another thing in common and I was able to loan them a few CDs and talk about them with my friends.

Man, people like those in the OP just rub me the wrong way.
The local crap magazine here Minneapolis/St.Paul Magazine just ran an article about the “hip” people in the twin cities. There just aren’t enough :rolleyes: :rolleyes: :rolleyes: :rolleyes: s in the world for the pathetic snobbery of this article. Apparently being “hip” means actively doing the opposite of whatevers popular. Asked if they ever shop at malls the hip people turned up their noses with comments like “never, ugh, I hate malls”. Starbucks or Caribou? “ugh, never, only Marie’s Java Shop”. Do you hang out in Uptown? “ugh, never, that place is so 5 minutes ago”. Shop for groceries at Cub or Rainbow? “ugh, no, only Uncle Lou’s Organic Everything”.
In other words they are just “too cool” for anything the majority of people like.

I just wanted to shake these people and say “look, your in the Midwest, in Minnesota, just how trendy do you think you are?”

I think we’ve all experienced feeling as if we’re the first person to like / do “____________”. Even if you are (which,most likely you’re not, what with there being billions of other people sharing the planet and all), so what? Do you want an award for your “terminal uniqueness”?

I can sort of relate to not liking the feeling that you’re some kind of bandwagon jumper. It wasn’t until that scene in The Wedding Crashers where Vince Vaughn sees the chick with the tattoo on her lower back and says something about it being a target (and of course, that lovely term “tramp stamp”)that I realized how ubiquitous the lower back tatto has become. That bummed me out for about 30 seconds and then I remembered that I know **when ** I got it (about 8 years ago)why I got it (admiration for the artist’s work and his idea for the location of it). When it was still a rare thing(at least in my behind the times little southern burg), yeah, it was kind of fun to have people admire it, but things become popular and you don’t get to be the only one enjoying it anymore. Get over it. I like it just as much as the day I got it, and if random strangers want to draw conclusions, false or otherwise, about me, so what? It has less than zero impact on my life, so why stress about it?

Why all the ire towards enjoying exclusivity? Some people like to think that the things they indulge in are a bit above what your average plebeian entertains himself with - whether it is because they cost more or because he doesn’t know about them, or because he hasn’t the education or virtue to enjoy them doesn’t really matter.

They believe that they deserve to partake in the very best of everything, when something they like becomes common – it stops being the best, as the best is never really available to many people (cause there is a limited amount of “best”, while the number of people is always increasing).

The phenomenon is a bit on the pompous side, but I really don’t feel like these people deserve to be branded immature or shallow if they manage to prove that they are entitled to have more fun than those around them by making more money or showing extraordinary valor in combat or what have you.

Is it ‘ire’? I suppose. To me, it’s the same ire directed at anyone who wants to belong to an elite that doesn’t contribute anything to society. Anyone who thinks they’re superior simply because they appreciate something less accessable or popular is probably a parasite.

In what way does it stop being the best? The best is the best, no matter how many you make. It stops being rare; with what goodness does rarity imbue an object?

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Heh…this is the one instance I remember of feeling strongly the way the OP does, and surprise, surprise, I was in high school. “Dancing in the Dark” came out and all of the sudden all those chippies were into BS, as if he was brand-new. I in my infinite wisdom knew that his earlier stuff was better, and that I knew all of his songs and not just the latest.

Hopefully I am more mature now.

Now I’m not picking on Frank, but I think this point shows where the problem is. Why do you think people are “shallow” because they like something cool when it is introduced to the mainstream? Are people who have read and loved the Lord of the Rings only after seeing the movie necessarily shallow? Of course not. I don’t consider people who have been introduced to and who appreciate Johnny Cash because of the movie to be shallow. This is the kind of thinking that causes this immature attitude. Get over yourself. It is not “shallow” that I only recently discovered Radiohead and am really getting into them. I just never heard them before, and when I did I liked it and wanted to hear more.
I don’t consider anyone shallow for liking something that I find to be fun, interesting or entertaining, even if it is the latest media hype.

I’ll try not to sidle up on you clutching b-sides with a crazy look in my eyes.

Also, it’s not like Johnny Cash was some obscure, indie label artist. He was a HUGE country star for decades. True, more people are now being exposed to his work than before-but they weren’t around the first time.

Let’s see, the closest I can relate is that I became a fan of Christian Bale after Newsies came out. He was pretty popular with a small set of people, but it’s only recently with American Psycho and especially Batman Begins that he’s truly achieved mega stardom. And you know what? I’m GLAD. He’s finally getting the recognition he deserves, for being a tremendously talented actor.

I agree with the OP, and I don’t think it’s immature at all. I think it’s more a matter of wanting to get credit for having the foresight to like something pre-popularity. Let me give you two examples:

LOTR. I read it back in '84, again in '91, and again in '96. I LIKED Tom Bombadil. And I read through the “boring” parts three times. In 3 feet of snow. Uphill. Both ways. And I liked it, dammit! Not to mention that I read all of the other texts, studied the materials, and RPGed the hell out of that world. I knew it intimately. When the movies came out, that was great, but it was really annoying to have people assume that all I knew was the movies, and assuming that I, too, skipped over the “boring” parts of the book. I want credit for my hard work, dammit!

There’s another side to this: Over the past fifty years, a number of artists have offered up their interpretations of Tolkien’s work. And some of it was really great art. It was not uncommon to walk into a bookstore and see books and calendars chock full of this artwork. Now? PJ’s work has crowded out all competition. It’s become the “official” interpretation of LOTR. It’s sad to see so much good work pushed aside in favor of the popular stuff.

My second example is a little less arty.

My mother is one of the most creative housekeepers I know. She’s very handy with a glue gun. And she can make the simplest of household items a thing of beauty. (And taste. We’re not glittered toilet plungers here.) Visiting her house, which I’m doing next week, is astonishing. Very clever, very creative. But in the mid-nineties, her friends commented on her stuff saying “Oh, you got that from Martha Stewart, didn’t you?” No, you lunkhead. She thought it up herself.

In fact, I have been something of a victim of MS’s popularity myself. My ex-girlfriend was a MS freak. A total devotee. On one show, MS was explaining how to make gravy. She said not to put the flour directly into the hot liquid, but rather suspend it in a cold slurry first. That way, no lumps. “Wow, only Martha Stewart would come up with something like that!” exclaimed my GF. Actually, sweetie pie, I’ve been doing that for at least a decade. Housewives knew that trick for many many years. MS is just taking the credit for it.

On one MS show, she demonstrated how to make leaves out of chocolate. Once again, my GF was astonished at her ingenuity. I was compelled to point out that not only was I doing that years before, but that I had served said chocolate leaves to said GF. Man, talk about not getting credit!

Is wanting to get credit for something like that immature? Possibly, but if you think so, then that makes you a poopyhead.

We’re not talking glittered toilet plungers here.

Although it is also true that we’re not glittered toilet plungers.

Speak for yourself.

I, for one, welcome our glittered…Nope. I can’t do it.

I think this is totally different from where the OP was going. With the OP’s attitude, you’d abandon no-lumps gravy merely because Martha Stewart gave away the “secret” to the unwashed masses. You’d start making gravy all lumpy on purpose … for the sake of being different fro the mainstream.

Well, I guess that makes me immature, on top of everything else. Ah well.

Tdn beat me to it about half an hour ago (that’ll teach me to make dinner after work, instead of hitting the dope immiediatly)…

You guys are all a bunch of doodoo brains!

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Yeah, but we were doo-doo brains before it was cool!!!

Ah, but I’ve given up chocolate leaves. Now that the secret’s out, it’s no longer my signature schtick.

I was doodoo brains back when we called it poopy head. Young punks gotta change everything for the worse.