I Am Not a Hipster
(Clearing throat)
How's it going?
I, uhh...
I can't believe
you guys showed up
considering how much
of an a**hole I am.
Uhh, I want to thank Joel
and Tim for letting me play.
So, feels like
it's been a while.
I hope I don't screw this up.
Feed me, make yourself proud
Fill my mouth up
until I drown
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
You pulled me onto dry land
Shoved me out with the same
two hands, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Ah, ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
We dive in, never come back
And each of us has to
learn from scratch
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
F***!
Uhh...
I think Tim might have given me
one too many whiskey shots.
go gag myself in the bathroom.
WOMAN:
Woo!
Uhh...
Yeah, just give me a second.
Sorry.
Just a second.
Screw around for a little bit.
(Retching)
(Spitting)
(Groaning)
(Speaking Japanese)
Oh!
(Phone ringing)
WOMAN:
Brook?
Are you there?
Pick up the phone.
I hope you know we're staying
with you for three days.
We're excited to see you.
WOMAN 2:
Tell him I say hi.
WOMAN:
Mez says hi.
Umm, sorry, I didn't want to
leave this on your machine.
But I don't know, I just don't
want you to be surprised.
Dad's coming so...
Just... Will you call me
if you get this? I love you.
Okay, bye.
(Phone ringing)
What's up, Clarke?
You answered the phone!
What's up, man?
It's me, Clarke.
I know.
Hi, man.
Well, I just wanted to, uhh...
to let you know that,
today, I woke up.
And I felt very inspired
and motivated to, like,
push our career
into, like,
another level, dude.
It's going to be awesome, man.
Umm, anyways, so I wanted to
go over some bullet points
for today's radio interview,
dude.
Oh, sh*t, that's today?
Yeah.
You know I hate doing
this kind of stuff.
I really don't see the point.
Well, as your manager,
take advantage of
this opportunity, dude.
Clarke.
Yeah?
I don't need a manager, man.
Oh.
I'll just work on some stuff.
And then I'll meet you there.
Oh my God,
thank you so much, Brook.
It's going to be awesome,
I'm telling you.
All right, okay. So, I'll see
you there, all right?
Okay, cool. Umm, so I'll see
you at the radio interview.
And just call me
if you can't make it
'cause this guy's really,
really looking forward
to meeting you. And that's it.
And I know I'm talking a lot.
Sorry, Brook.
That's okay.
Okay, man. Umm...
I'll see you later.
I love you.
(Beeping)
Oh
Ah
Shivering
I am looking in at
People that I
call my friends
Just a silhouette
With a cigarette
No idea who I am
There was soul in these eyes
But now they're gone,
if only I
Held a light in
Ah
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Flashing teeth
They are smiling so
Happy to burn their time
And I don't know when
But I lost the will
to save her mind
Ah!
Hey, fuckhead! What's this?
A f***ing bike lane, isn't it?
Have you got
a f***ing green light?
Have you got a green light, man?
Oh, look, it's still here,
still... Oh, ho!
See? That was, like, 35 seconds.
So, did you listen to
that new Paper Ted album
I sent you this morning?
Nope.
You got to check
your email more.
This guy is blowing my mind.
He's, like, New Wave-ish,
kind of like the Nimbles
in the early '90s.
And this guy has a Master's
in Electrical Engineering
or something like that.
He makes his own sounds, like...
(Beatboxing)
It's sick.
I can't even explain it.
Look, I really got to piss.
How much time do I have?
Five minutes.
All right.
Hey, I was going to ask you,
my art show this Thursday?
Man, you know how I am
about that kind of stuff.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, no. You know,
it's only a couple songs.
It would be, actually,
really fast.
I just hate playing
at art shows, man.
People talk too much.
Yeah, I hate that.
It's annoying.
I'm going to be there.
I just don't want to play.
It's...
You sure?
Yes. Am I sure?
Yeah, focus on this.
Umm, don't forget to
plug Friday's show.
I'm going to be
listening to you online.
And... And, uhh, yeah, man,
rock it out. You look good.
I'm excited for you.
That's all I wanted to...
Close the door.
There it is, closed.
I just gave Canines
a re-listen this morning.
And it's just... It's just cool
to play some honest stuff.
You know what I mean?
Cool, thanks.
Hey, Ronnie,
let's get a level on this guy.
Will you say something?
Uhh, Ronnie,
let's get a level on this guy.
(Laughing)
Okay, here we go,
in five, four...
It's the underground,
it's the underground
It's the underground
What's up, guys?
It's 1:
10 on the clock.This is your man Bradley Haines
with an instalment of
SD Underground,
bringing you everything
we can dig up
about the San Diego
indie rock scene.
Now, sitting right across from
from a little project
he released last year
entitled Canines.
It came completely
out of the blue
and blew up on the internet
practically overnight.
Yeah, you know who
I'm talking about.
I'm talking about
singer-songwriter Brook Hyde.
Brook, welcome to my studio.
Thanks.
(Inaudible)
Let's just give the folks
a little background about you.
You're... You're fairly new
to our city, correct?
Uhh, yeah. I've been here
about two years.
Yeah, that's new.
Where are you from?
I'm from rural Ohio.
You know Pretenders?
You a big Pretenders guy?
Nah, nah, I don't.
(Mumbling)
Ohio
No?
So, where you from in Ohio?
Uhh, west central Ohio,
little town called Houston.
"Houston"?
Yep.
Houston, like, Houston...
Is that Houston Street
or Houston Avenue
in New York, Ronnie?
Uhh, I just know Houston
in Texas.
Okay.
What was Houston, Ohio like?
Had a lot of craft fairs,
a lot of chilli cook-offs.
Oh yeah, a lot of those?
Yeah, you could probably go to
one every day if you wanted.
Yeah, I might do that.
I'm the kind of guy who, like,
if I eat something...
Like, let's say
I'm eating chicken...
for, like, a month.
And then I don't eat anymore.
Like, I'm a streak eater.
You ever... What about you?
Umm, I've never heard of that.
No.
(Inaudible)
So, you... You come from
a big family, I hear.
Yeah. I've got three sisters:
Joy, Spring and Merrily.
Ha, those are...
Those are pretty cool names.
Yeah.
Who came up with those,
your mom or your dad?
It was definitely my mom.
Is your mom who you got
Uhh, she's pretty creative.
Yeah?
Yeah.
You got the creative side
from your mom.
What you get from your dad?
What do you mean?
I mean, like,
what your dad pass on to you?
He taught me how to say "F***".
Wow.
Uhh, Brook, you can't cuss.
Believe me, I had to learn too.
So, umm, there's a lot
of buzz about you, uhh,
in the indie scene.
And there's so many musicians
I know
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