So, your jeans are tight, your hair is angular, your eyeliner is slightly smudged (from the grimy, beautiful sex you had with the grimy, beautiful boy/girl you picked up at that Rakes gig last night) and you've mastered the art of letting a crumpled Marlboro Light hang loosely from your sneer. You are officially Indie. We get it.
But do you want a girlfriend who's as cool as Kim Deal, or a girlfriend who's Kate Moss's dealer? What's your indie personality?
This test measures two variables. The first is your sanity - whether you are more likely to spend your tuesday night sitting at home watching a DVD with some beers and a few mates (or just preening), or sitting at a table in a dim, smoky club surrounded by your groupies, your band, their groupies, and several hundred bucks' worth of illegal substances. The other factor is your sincerity - whether you honestly love music and pour yourself in your songwriting, really committing yourself to being a musician, OR fuck around town, riding on the success of one or two (admittedly very good) albums, talking yourself up and posing for magazine covers but only play shows when you feel like scoring.*
*This is not necessarily a bad thing. In fact, if that's what type you are, it's a very very good thing. OK, here we go, 2 - 3 - 4...
