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It certainly didn’t result in a relationship, though, or anything even closely resembling a dating situation.Free shows at the Hexagon draw large crowds of what the New York Times article’s interviewees try to emulate: the real hipsters of this city.I’m just left to wonder: with what girls does this approach actually work? I was watching an episode of Law & Order yesterday, and a bartender being interrogated on the show referred to some girls at the bar as “WOO-HOO girls.” These are the girls who drink more than they can reasonably manage in one night and end up going “WOO-HOO!!!!” I think I often hear these girls in Dinkytown outside of Blarney’s or The Library. I also agree with Hayley Lindma, who is quoted in the article as saying, “You want to fall in love in winter…Summer’s for flings.” During these ridiculous Minnesota winters, it feels great to have a special somebody to curl up on the couch with to watch movies and hide from the frigid cold.Actually, I’m not sure if many of them have even a small shred of sobriety left on a Friday night with which to discern what they want.I guess finally going off to college to get drunk and party is so overwhelmingly awesome that there just isn’t time for inhibitions.None of these pickup lines would ever work at these bars with any sane people.
There are places in Northeast like the Vegas Lounge, a great spot for karaoke, and Psycho Suzi’s, where a friend of mine, who also goes to MCTC, says he would most likely go when looking to meet potential dates. Anyway, there are some aspects of the article that I have to agree with. A clean-cut dude in his early twenties, wearing a polo shirt and drunken smile, approached me.However, this provided for an uncomfortable and awkward situation. This is where I was, on a date, last month during Terma Festival, a goth/industrial/darkwave music event where patrons, dressed overwhelmingly in matte black, gathered to see local acts like Claps and The Funeral and the Twilight, and out-of-town artists including Youth Code and White Car. The conversations overheard outside while smoking cigarettes ranged from intellectual debates to openly (intelligent) flirtatious banter.Can any of us truly use the “Oh, it’s Minneapolis,” excuse to brush off those feelings? He also spent a Friday night at Club Jager, somehow finding a “Minnesota nice” vibe there (too bad he didn’t wind up there during Transmission, when the goths come out to play). Okay, so maybe those uptown hipsters interviewed for the article just don’t like music.Even an intentionally lame pick-up line would probably only garner you an eye-roll, or maybe a blank stare.From what I’ve seen, most of the gays and lesbians in this town know what they want and don’t feel the need to waste time using made-up personas in an attempt to make strangers they meet at bars talk to them.
Leave that to the ‘Chads’ and ‘Brads.’ What about areas of Minneapolis other than uptown and downtown? I’ve spent many a night on the West Bank, at the Nomad or the Triple Rock, where the recently ended Tuesday two-for-ones night led many a wanton drunk astray to a backdrop of pounding rap songs.