Well, basically what you want to do is this. Study a punk rocker. Then add some elitism, change the fashion a bit, read Pitchfork as if it were canon and become embittered about ridiculous things. There is no reason to be writing this but to inform you that its easy to become caught up in the flavor of the month than you thought it was. Sorry to keep you, go back to listening to the Raevonettes or whatever. Here are some Indie Rockers throughout history, for your viewing pleasure.

I say! Bring me the White Stripes at once! What's that you say? So last month? How about Interpol then? What's that Duke Norfolk? Fischerspooner? Sounds wacky! I like them already!

-King Richard II

Do you think I'd look better if I wore dress pants with this get up? No, these ultra tight jeans will do? Awesome dude. I just saw Modest Mouse play Gilman. I was all, "Holy shit, fucking Modest Mouse is playing the fucking Gilman? What is this, Bizarro World?" But yeah, it totally happened and all these stupid crusties were like throwing things at them and I was all, "If you can't say anything nice about Modest Mouse don't say it at all. They are one of the best bands ever. Just look at the titles of their songs. How avant garde!" Yeah, that is what I said verbatim. Then this one punk smashed some glass over my head and told me, "I just smashed glass over your head so you could pull it out of your fucking ass. Stupid fake monarch." I was pretty upset, but whatever. I just wish he hadn't broke my Bright Eyes CD. I don't want to ask my mom for money to buy the same CD. Oh well. To Kazaa for me!

-the last Shah of Iran

Hey there buckaroos. I just got back from the record store. It was a nifty experience let me tell you. I totally bought a bunch of rare 7 inches. I mean, it isn't even funny how many I bought. Speaking of the number seven, I have killed way more than that paltry Lenin-esque number. I can't wait until I can find the ultra ultra rare My Bloody Valentine Australian Import. I'll be spinning that one all night long! And watching Fight Club and Donnie Darko while I do it.

-Stalin

Soundwave! Starscream! Bring me my Trembling Blue Stars mix cd! Optimus won't dare touch me if I have the infectious pop hooks of Robert Wratten! If the Field Mice failed to stop him then surely this will lead to my conquest of Cybertron!

-Megatron