I've always played in originals bands, and so bounced around in a pretty gritty netherworld of hole-in-the wall clubs, house parties, punk bars, and such. Managed to rise up to 1000-seat theaters in a couple bands but for the most part it's a scene dominated by low-budget kids with bad haircuts and ironic glasses.
It's interesting that in the "indie" (hate the word) scene there's a really rigid orthodoxy about the clothes you wear and the gear you use. In a nutshell:
- Cordoroys or skinny jeans. Maybe cut off.
- Hoodie or wife beater or brown acrylic sweater
- Beards are mandatory
- Bad haircut and glasses recommended
As for the gear:
- Beat-up Fender Jazzmaster. Jaguar or Mustang acceptable, Telecaster tolerated. Bonus points if you play some piece of garbage from a japanese toy factory ca 1971
- Deluxe Reverb
- Mess of pedals, mostly fuzz.
Playing the other night at an indie-underground institution, it was funny to see the other band versus us. We're aging scenesters with kids and mortgages now, so its jacket and maybe even tie, business haircut, and I'm playing my PRS into a Valvetech. There's really a sort of "rich snob" thing I hear in conversations in this scene about nice-looking gear, even though I'll bet the the other band's singer paid more for his Jazzmaster than I paid for my CE24.
So who here is representin' for PRS in the underground? Anyone else plying, or into, stuff like Pedro the Lion, Frightened Rabbit, Franz Ferdinand, Arctic Monkeys, The Joy Formidable, Queen Kwong? Find me at the Experience next week and we'll raise a PBR together in our dirty corduroys and Chuck Taylors and threadbare sweaters