Totally pre-dates emo. Like...this was the scene before emo "sold out" *sneer* It all happened in an abandoned parking garage in Cleveland, you know. Nobody who wasn't anybody was there. *eyeroll*
*sips a Pabst* This **** tastes like ****, but at least it's cheap, right? None of that pussy microbrew stuff for us oppressed masses. Oh wait...we're the oppressed minority, right? Alls I know is we'r ****in' oppressed. Society's conformist standards *mutter* *curse* *rant* *roll loose-leaf tobacco cigarette*
You might guess I don't have much patience for hipsters/scenesters/emo/miscellaneous poseurs. You'd guess right.
Edited to add hipster bingo!