Rawkblog Presents, Episode 4: Is Food the New Indie Rock? Probably! We talk DIY restaurants, “rock star” chefs and much, much more. Download the audio over on Rawkblog. iTunes is coming as soon as they decide it’s good enough for their fancy store.
For reference, here’s the original article on the foodie trend.
I don’t see why she’s being so defensive. She seemed a little silly in the article, maybe, but no more so than anyone who devotes their money and obsession to their hobby. It seems being a “foodie” is the new “hipster,” too.
Also, a lot of grave-digging in “I go out to eat to spend time with friends, just like everybody else so I’m just like you! (Except we eat at $100 a head restaurants.)” JUST OWN IT, GIRL. HATERS TO THE LEFT.
Chimay Red, my first favorite beer and the one that turned me on to the craft movement.
Shipyard Imperial Porter
Surf Brewery Black IPA
Abita Purple Haze
Alaskan Smoked Porter
Pliney the Elder
Brother Thelonius Abbey Ale
Racer 5 IPA
I generally prefer porters and stronger Belgians, but I’m moving into IPAs, black ales and stouts. Among garden-variety beers you can find anywhere: Red Stripe is delicious and Stella will do in a pinch. To my generation’s credit, PBR is most drinkable of the 30-pack beer bottom-tier.
The thing that’s most exciting and risky about beer drinking is flavors are so volatile: a style you loved on tap in L.A. might taste quite different bottled in San Francisco. I haven’t had a great Chimay Red in years, which means my tastes have changed (yes), the recent vintages have had freshness issues or both. If you’re ever in Mexico, Corona and Tecate — really — rise to the level of gourmet heaven.
But what if you were sitting next to me nursing a $3 pint of Coors Light and I said, “OK. Do you want to try one of the best beers in the world instead for $6?” and handed you a pint of Firestone Union Jack?
There’s really no excuse. A lot of people say, “Oh, I’m not a beer drinker,” but that’s like saying “Oh, I’m not really into rock music” after listening to Nickelback. (Nickelback and Coors Light go together like peanut butter and hating yourself forever.)
From a good editorial on the increasingly impressive L.A. scene by Golden State’s Jason Bernstein.
Spurred by this post of Dave’s! I’ve been thinking about this lately—why, when there are so many “personalities” and individual critics associated with music writing, have so few been able to establish online outposts specifically centered around their own personal music-related narratives? Why…
I think, for one, foodies are having a moment — just like menswear and the accompanying wave of blogs are — and there are probably 1) more people really into food than really into music 2) those people are way more interested in reading about it. It’s definitely a different news cycle - you’re not going to get excited about the new quinoa brand at Whole Foods due 10/3 on colored vinyl, you know? So I think it becomes something people can absorb in a more all-encompassing, personal way, whereas music listeners are so defined in many ways by the narrowness and exclusivity of their tastes.
I think many of the music blogs that were really good at writing longer, more personal pieces quit in the first blog die-off (2007ish) and there weren’t that many in the first place. There certainly are almost no new ones that write exclusively about music. There’s obviously still stuff like Said the Gramophone and… oh.
And yeah, you can’t pirate a lasagna or a pair of Alden boots or stream them on Spotify. So it makes the advertising market a completely different, healthier beast.
I also think indie rock died in 2009 and we’re now officially living in the dubstep era and most new indie bands are basically the equivalent of third-wave grunge (Foster the People is our Nickelback, except with a better first single?)