Indie Hipsters are the New-Wave Intellectuals

To live is to listen; to listen is to live. Music is of death-like importance to me. It lifts me from my disturbed and confusing existence to a heaven-like place where I'm incessantly happy and eating carrots dipped in chocolate pudding. I enjoy music from various sources/genres; however, my tastes do not extend into the musical realms of straight-up mainstream pop, where singers are marketed for an audience of suckers - no flavor of the month "music" blasphemies like American Idol and other such travesties that plague and profane our already polluted and distorted western music scene. You gotta sift through that nonsense and get to the very core of music - the underground indie hipster scene. What is this, you ask? I'll use an example of a real living hipster - Mehran The Persian.
Mehran describes himself as ostentatious, belligerent and bad ass. Essentially, he's Tristan Tzara meets Pete Doherty. Let's analyze further into this mysterious character-type. He prefers his jeans on the tight side; not gay tight; indie hipster tight. His sweaters are stripped, he sports a beard, wears glasses, has slip-on checkered shoes and acts pretentious and speaks condescendingly towards people who he labels "philistines." He sifts through old record scores looking for underground records, which only he would know of - this is what he prides himself on. He seeks hidden magnum opuses, and refuses to give ear to anything he considers "minor Dickens" (weak works that fail to connect with his developed musical tastes). Simply put, Mehran is an elitist. He doesn't need your love, nor does he want it. Mehran is a new-wave snooty intellectual who listens to shoegazing/new rave/progressive rock while beating out his twenty page paper on the anatomy of a human entity. More than likely, this specific entity is an empty vessel of knowledge; an unfeeling robot who couldn't discover a proper beat if he wore headphones the size of a Cadillac. How do I know this? Mehran is in a league of his own. His opinion is the opinion. Everyone else is foolish and dumb as some green peace, tree hugging, gay worshipping, left-winged liberal. He may be a pompous prick but he's smarter than you so shut up and let him educate you.
From this description, you may be turned off from the underground indie hipster scene, and that's probably why you'll never amount to anything; you're too pansy to venture outside the mainstream. But the real world is outside the mainstream. You must find your own off-chute of mainstream society and run like hell with it. Otherwise you'll be normal and found forever. Striving for normalcy and a place in western society will grant you temporary happiness but it will murder your soul. You'll be a fake, a phony, putting on a facade for your friends and family.
What can you do to prevent this fate? Listen to Loney, Dear or Peter Bjorn and John and feel the beats and let the music into you. This may sound somewhat New Age but I assure you it's not. I'm a staunch Christian who just despises this fake society cut for Christians or "good people." I'm sick of this, "OH, I'M A CHRISTIAN, SO I MUST BE A CONSERVATIVE. I MUST FOLLOW BLINDLY BECAUSE MY LEADER IS CHRISTIAN, AND MY COUNTRY IS A CHRISTIAN NATION." Shut up, you know nothing. Neither do I. But Mehran does, so ask him for an explanation of my convoluted blog. Actually he'll probably just stare blankly at you and pray for your soul.