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Austin, Music, Pop Culture

The Winner of the Lindsey Buckingham Ticket Giveaway (and my first blog video)!

via Billboard

This is my first video on Hipstercrite.

Don’t judge.

I said, DON’T JUDGE!

This was filmed this morning post-shower, but pre-coffee. My hair is still wet, my allergy dark circles are ragin’ and I’m speaking quietly because we have an editor temporarily living at our house (he is editing our movie, Loves Her Gun) and I don’t want him to think that I talk to myself any more than I’ve already shown.

In this video, I announce the winner of the Lindsey Buckingham ticket giveaway and sing Fleetwood Mac to you.

If you are the winner, email me at laurenmodery at gmail dot com.

If you dislike my singing, let me know and I will bombard you with more videos.

August 6, 2012 by
Austin, Music, Pop Culture

Lindsey Buckingham Ticket Giveaway: Antone’s 8/22

Something really amazing is happening over here at Hipstercrite.

I’m giving away two tickets to the SOLD OUT 8/22 Antone’s show of this BEAUTIFUL, BEAUTIFUL MAN:

 Yep, you heard right.

Two tickets to see the super talented Lindsey Buckingham of Fleetwood Mac.

If you’ve never seen this guy make love to his guitar, you’re in for a real treat. One of the most charming musicians and fantastic guitar players out there.

To enter the giveaway, I’m going to make this a little fun (p.s. it involves dressing up!).

CONTEST RULES:

1.) Hit “like” on the Hipstercrite and Antone’s Facebook pages (if you’re already a fan of both, let me know in comments)

2.) Leave a comment down below that says you’ve done both (you have until 11:59PM Sunday, August 5th to do this).

3.) I will draw names out of a hat at 10AM Monday, August 6th.

4.) I will announce the winner on my blog on Monday!

F YEAH!

July 31, 2012 by
Music, Pop Culture

Top Ten Songs Stevie Nicks and Lindsey Buckingham Wrote About Each Other

I don’t know a lot in this world, but I do know a lot about Fleetwood Mac.

If they offered studies in Fleetwood Mac, I’d have a PhD. I’d wow the living shit out of people on CNN with my insane Fleetwood Mac knowledge.

I spent the majority of my awkward and sweaty prepubescent years fantasizing about Stevie Nicks and Lindsey Buckingham getting it on.

I listened to every song one or the other wrote and dissected with great scrutiny the meaning behind each song.

They were my personal soap opera and I couldn’t get enough.

I began thinking about relationships in terms of Stevie and Lindsey.

Relationships must be passionate, dysfunctional and highly inspirational. You must break up with the person but write about them for decades afterwards.

This is what art & love & life are all about, right? RIGHT?!

Even though I was (thankfully) able to move past that idea, I still find myself going on Nicks-Buckingham binges where I gobble up every angst-riddled song and (more…)

July 3, 2012 by
Music

I’d Gladly Stare at a Poster of a Shirtless Meatloaf

Indie-ignorant and proud: What it looks like to love the musical eras of yesteryear

01.06.12 | 04:00 pm

I have no idea what new music is out there right now. I have the freakin’ pen-name “Hipstercrite,” and I have no idea what people my age are listening to.

I am no hipster, I’m an old lady.

Cherishing my Time-Life 1950’s compilations on tape is what I do best. Loving Meatloaf is what I do even better. I still long for the days when I would wistfully stare at a poster of a shirtless Elton John (don’t ask). I’d probably stare at a poster of a shirtless Meatloaf and enjoy that too. I still have my Stevie Nicks costumes.

I even called Callin’ Oates; when my boyfriend got sick of hearing Daryl Hall crooning from my speaker phone, I was reduced to getting my fix of H2O in the car.

It’s Free Week in Austin, and you know what I’m doing right now instead of catching awesome local acts? Writing this post about how I’m indie ignorant.

I’d love to be in the know (more…)

January 7, 2012 by
Music, Pop Culture

Stevie Nicks and Lindsey Buckingham Are My Soap Opera

When I was a young girl I fantasized a lot about Fleetwood Mac. Specifically Stevie Nicks and Lindsey Buckingham. They were my teenage soap opera. I would lie in bed for hours gobbling up their discography, paying strict attention to the sharp pangs of Lindsey’s anger and the romanticism of Stevie. My heart would flutter as the story of their love and break-up wafted from my turntable. For those of you not familiar with Fleetwood Mac, Stevie Nicks and Lindsey Buckingham were a young couple/struggling musicians in California that got their big break the day that Mick Fleetwood and John McVie from the British blues band, Fleetwood Mac, heard them. He welcomed them on board as their lead singers, alongside keyboardist Christine McVie, and the rest is history. This super band when on to record one of the best selling albums of all time, Rumours, with over 40 million copies sold, in addition to many other high-grossing albums that have earned the band their place in rock (more…)

August 24, 2011 by
Music, Pop Culture

I Still Look Up When You Walk in the Room

Holy crap! I wrote a really long story for the hell of it. 
Let’s just say that I’ve been listening to waaaaay too much Fleetwood Mac lately.

The absolutely best part of the story is when the song he wrote about me came on the radio while we were physically fighting.

That was the hysterical part. What are the odds that that song would play while he was holding my throat against a windshield? I mean, so what it reached #1 back in 2002? Even in my slightly incapacitated state, I found the irony perfect.

I guess this would be the worst part of the story. He held his hand against my throat long enough to make me start to black out but our drummer, Seth, flew out of what seemed like the second story balcony of the hotel and body slammed Ryan to the ground. It seriously was like Spiderman shit. I saw Seth coming in and my eyes must have widened to the size of saucers. Ryan really had no idea what was about to hit him.

They wrestled around on the floor for awhile and the parking lot (more…)

February 16, 2011 by