To be a scenester is to be a poser, a beautiful poser. It is to have a distinct awareness of the anti-cool and an ability to fit in while maintaining a mildly fraudulent sense of individualism. To many, "scenester" is a dirty word. Few people would revel in the tag, but many would embrace all that it suggests.
However, I myself love scenesters. In a perverse way, I wish to be one some day. I would want to be off my head at a VICE party, crawling over the rooftops in New York City in my daring vintage frock, pursing my orange lips together for another garish photograph.
I suppose however stupid and hedonistic they appear to be in the sober light of day, they will be remembered. Just like the debauched Club Kids or even Warhol's coveted few at the Factory. They all had a hyper-beautified sense of the macabre and what's more, they managed to lose their identity, all in the name of collective individualism.
I don't know if I'll ever make an active attempt to sell my cultural soul and become a scenester. But I will admire their sharp, deft awareness and ability to adapt. I will marvel at their tenacity and their ever-constant attempts at social proof, for they will be remembered as the most beautiful people of our time.
The Factory's Joe Dallesandro