
Interrupting our all Osama, all the time day on Uproxx for a moment … I like HBO’s “How to Make It In America,” though I found myself a little annoyed with it at various points during its first season because I thought the writing and the storylines were weak and could have been better. But I still tuned in every Sunday night to watch it because I could identify somewhat with a few of the show’s characters and the world they live in (It also helped that it has an infectious theme song — “I Need a Dollar” by Aloe Blacc — that I simply can’t get enough of).
With that said, I find it a little perplexing that the show — currently shooting its second season — would turn to Craigslist to find hipster extras. Are New York City casting agents so low on their supply of hipster-looking folk that they have to turn to CL to round a few up? Or are the show’s producers — knowing full-well that Brooklyn hipsters spend the majority of their day perusing L-Train missed connections — just going an extra mile for the sake of authenticity?
Regardless, here’s the casting call:
Roman Candle Casting is seeking people to portray hipsters on the HBO show “How To Make It In America” starring Brian Greenberg, Victor Rasuk, Lake Bell, and Kid Cudi. So have you ever been called a hipster? Deny being one but own various wardrobe and sport a hairstyle that is considered non-mainstream.? Got any cool tattoos? Have a awesome beard or ironic mustache.? Have some cool vintage dresses? Did you make it to the LCD Soundsystem farewell show or desperately wanted to? If any of these things pertain to you, you’re probably just right for the show. Basically we are looking for some cool interesting types to feature on the episode. Looking for model types too.
When submitting please include some candid pictures along with the best phone # to reach you. Also include your availability next week. We are shooting 5/3, 5/4, 5/5, and 5/8. All scenes are specific so if we think you are right for the project we would place you accordingly. We will be shooting in Bushwick and the Lower East Side of Manhattan. If these dates don’t work for you there will be other opportunities throughout the season so feel free to submit.
Good luck kids!




/puts on new Levi’s shrink-to-fit jeans
//runs bath water
///steps in bathtub
////soaks for 20 minutes
/////pats clothes dry and then uses hair dryer for effect
//////steals little brother’s gym shirt
//////grabs glasses Mr. Bennett wore in “Heroes”
I’m ready for my scene.
Lol @ going to hipsters for “how to make it in America”. I wouldn’t call living off your parents trust fund to pay the bills while you “work” as a starving artist by working part time at a Starbucks, organic health food store, novelty record store, or American Apparel as “making it”.
Oooooh I can’t wait until 20-30 years from now when all their parents die/retire and then they’re all homeless.
Steve,
You are SO uninvited to the hipster party.
Steve,
Our parents have life insurance policies, silly. And homes we can sell. That money can easily keep me in my Bushwick, Brooklyn studio and load it up with a lifetime supply of Georgi.
Suck on it, conformist.
Yeah, also, they film on the Lower East Side all day… there aren’t enough there? Hell, go to Cafe Pick Me Up on Avenue A! There are 25 of the idiots there right now, staring through silly $150 sunglasses at their super goofy outfits over copies of Barthelme’s Sixty Stories.
My favorite CL post of all time…
Dear Hipster Record Store Clerk,
Thank you for judging me on the CD I bought yesterday. Our passive-aggressive altercation made me realize how conformist I am for buying an old Rage Against The Machine album. Your condescension was just the intellectual wake-up call I needed.
I discovered a new me yesterday, and my eyes were opened in a new way. Thanks to you, I realize now that the key to enlightenment is reading Pitchfork, watching High Fidelity, listening to Velvet Underground, having a tattoo of a star on the inside of my wrist, growing an ironic mustache, living in the Mission, and wearing a too-small sweater, multi-colored 70′s ski-vest, chunky plastic-frame glasses, a high school sports T-shirt, air-tight black jeans, and Nixon-era Chuck Taylors.
I had it all wrong, man. You showed me that a skilled job and a comfortable living is just a lie. I need to go to art school, have my parents pay my rent, join a Joy Division-influenced band, and wait for a record deal, like you. I’m totally missing out in life.
So thanks again for mocking me. I mean, at first I thought you were just a pathetic, frustrated musician trying to feel better about yourself. But now I see you’re an uncompromising visionary.
No one will ever understand you. You’re so different.
Signed,
Everyone Not Like You
So basically anyone can get this gig? Just buy some buddy holly sunglasses, wear a bright neon American Apparel t-shirt with some sort of plaid-ness included and pretend like you don’t care what people think? I think that covers the basics…