In the ultimate symbolic marriage of all that is hip,
Interview
magazine recently featured Detroit wonder rockers The White Stripes, with an interview by indie filmmaker extraordinaire Jim Jarmusch.

A quick tally of your cool points is in order here:  If you can name both members of The White Stripes, award yourself 5 points.  If you can name a film by Jarmusch, award yourself 10 points. However, don�t be so quick to congratulate
yourself if you�ve tallied 15 points, it is most likely that you are not alone.
As the Backstreet Boys and Brandy quietly fade away into pop culture oblivion, a new movement in cool has begun:  teens, and everyone else, have begun to really, really like rock 'n' roll.  I am always completely blown away by the sheer number of people wearing "vintage" t-shirts splashed with pictures of The Clash and The Ramones, particularly when worn by the likes of bubble-gum teen idols such as Jennifer Love Hewitt.  You know shit�s going down when Mandy Moore ditches her blonde hair and dance moves for a brunette pixie cut and a band.
 
Almost overnight, a slew of new bands have surfaced, each one seemingly gleaned from the same dirty-haired, slim-jeaned, garage sound of old time rock 'n' roll.  Labeled as "garage," "indie," and "emo," recent rock music has taken a surprising mainstream turn.  A quick blow by blow of what it takes to join this new rock generation:
Been There, Scene That.   

By Maurene Goo
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