Guilty as guilt

It is clear now that being a hip hop fan is kind of easy. You just have to raise your right arm and move it up and down as long as the song last. Kanye make it easier on us, he has a talent to make you feel invited to his personal party along his musicians ("Love lockdown" is the single of the year for me).
I wonder if he has a sort of deal with Louis Vuitton 'cause he mentions that label a lot. I suppose if you're exclusive with a major brand it should be enough just wearing the stuff but who knows about small letters on big contracts.
This time it happened like last week on James concert. I didn't realize until know how big these artists are in this city. Fans here not only show up and applaude, they actually do their homework and learn the lyrics and sing along. At Kanye's we were not only one of the oldest people on the crowd, we were also very uncool for not wering the scarf and the silver sunglasses (wright sunglasses to facilitate the view of course) and say YO!
The cutest thing of the night was a teenager boy sitting 2 or 3 sits away from his parents, pretending to be a tough independent grown up. I'm not sure if I was more moved by him and his imposted confidence or by his parents pretending to enjoy the moment as if their baby were into transition from crawling to walking.
The night ended up in a bar that makes kitsch it's raw material, singing 80's and 90's pop hits from our lungs and losing our coolness with guilty pleasures. The best way to lose anything.