Monday, March 23, 2009

Art fag!

Worlds biggest hair,
worlds tightest pants got no circulation but you still can't dance.
Fashion is a statement and sometimes a risk.
Every fashion had its faults, but yours is the pits.
Always in black, looks like he's dead -
Here's the art-fag lying on his death-bed.

- GWAR, Slaughterama.

Art fag. A term that has become a vivid part of our lexicon for well over a decade, coincidentally from the first time I heard Slaughterama. It's funny because we have used that term candidly over the last 10 years to describe a number of people. While Gwar's definition seems to describe more the artsy goth Siouxsie and the Banshees, Smiths, Cure crowd, ours is a more generalized term. It spans from weird bohemians. Indie rockers. Arty goths. Arty weirdos. Hipsters. Scenesters. It's so odd how something so simple has become such a huge part of our vocabulary and sometimes we forget where it all started. So I guess today I just want to recognize Gwar for opening us up to a word that has been such a huge part of our lives for the last decade. I'm sure they heard it somewhere as well, but for me, it all started with them. Thank you, Gwar. Keep doing what you do.

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