"Yes, remind me why we came here again?"
"Because we're really trendy media types and, even though we can't afford it, Hoxton is the place to hang out."
"Oh, ok. Not for the music then?"
"God no. Unless you like listening to stuff that's so louche you can practically feel the faux-suede. Hang on, isn't this the new one from The Black Ghosts?"
"Yes, I think you're right. Sounds a bit like Hot Chip though doesn't it."
"Definitely. It's quite catchy though, in a slinky yet soulful sort of way. Although their last single Anyway You Choose to Give It was infinitely better."
"True. Sort of a let down, isn't it."
"Quite, but then we are in the era of bands that are so achingly trendy they only last five minutes."
"Very much so, but then if they're so hip shouldn't we say that it's great even if it's not actually all that good?"
"Good point. I guess we'd better stay then, otherwise we might sound like a couple of music reviewers."
"Alright. You find some seats and I'll grab a couple of melon mojitos."