matt_echols
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Joined: 10/18/08
Location: Jacksonville
Posts: 6
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Can't believe I read through four pages of this. I think, like most other things in life people seem to argue about, it's the reason you decide to wear said article of clothing, and not the article of clothing itself that's the problem.
After about your fifth NIN show you begin to recognize the same people at every show you go to: the chick with four NIN tattoos (even that Sin one no one else in the world has) in the NIN shirt with a black skirt on that says NIN in silver sharpie, the uber-goth guy wearing the floor length trench coat and sunglasses inside the building (who probably disses NIN at his local club goth night for not being omggoth enough but secretly likes them yet must remain more goth than Jesus per usual), his female counter part the goth slut in fishnets and a skirt so short you just know she's getting a pelvic at least two or three times during hurt and a warm place (yet still manages to scream "wtf!" and not understand why it happens at every show), the rednecks or college guys who would probably call the average NIN fan a freak but are wearing the NIN shirt they bought at the show around said show so they fit in, and as of Year Zero, the AIR guys with patches and military shit on talking into walkie-talkies who are still living in a game because their own life is just way too sad and this way they look much cooler.
All of the above people are idiots, not because of what they wear, but why they wear it. The same goes for the guy in the Self Destruct T-shirt trying to impress people because he liked NIN way before everyone else did and the guy wearing the Skinny Puppy Rabies shirt because he doesn't want to wear a NIN shirt to a NIN show but wants to show that he likes similar artists and again, was there way before you were.
Wear what you wear because you want to wear it. Not because it will impress people, not to be different, not because you think the band might notice how cool you are and ask you onstage to help them close with "The Perfect Drug", not to fit in, and even not to break some imaginary @#$%& code that was probably invented at a grateful dead show by some guy named "Biscuit Can" or some guy sitting on a Camaro at a Foghat show who is now the creepy janitor at your school.
There are way too many sheep in this world and it's the reason we're in this stinking sewer we currently call existence. Sweet tap dancing Christ people, be yourself because you respect yourself too much to be anybody else. If you do that, then it won't matter what someone else thinks of you and discussions like this will cease to exist.
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