I refused to participate. But I think these demographers may have, unwittingly of coarse, hit the nail on the head. This X may go a long way in explaining the primary commonality that binds my generation. For me and my ilk, personal identity is very much an outward construct. Who we are becomes a reflection of what we look like.
Identity becomes an equation with an ever mutating variable.
Unsure of ourselves, we display bits and pieces of our patch-work identities boldly. A carefully constructed image, we hope, is our only voice at these shows. There is no casual discussion to be found underneath 140 decibels of sound. There is a rich discourse that takes place underneath the amplification. These shows become a ritual of identity, a showcase of selves.