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Earlier in the week, Shaun and Matt spoke on their love of the ever cool Portland, Oregon which inspired our resident poet Murray Lachlan Young's 'Hipster Thinking' poem. Hipster thinking Are you a hipster? Are you a hipster? Or does that very question fill your being with horror and dread? Do they call you a hipster? When YOU actually- look DOWN on hipsters And see them as fools Oh so easily lead By their tragic desperation to conform to the normcore To keep with the pack and to not fall behind In the pitiful pursuit of novel authenticity That rides a penny farthing Through societies mind Whilst clinging to the claim Of social superiority Whilst offering the properties of shifting sands But you are you riddle rapped deep in an enigma? And they are just Middle class arts graduates with too much time on their hands And when they’ve finish playing hipsters and grown up and got married and returned to discreet consumption of capitalist waste You will still be standing As a bohemian monolith And undoubted Aristocrat of style and taste? Still serving coffee To people you despise Being edgy and obtuse Wearing baffling clothes Three steps ahead and one step behind blow-torching halloumi With a bone through your nose