There’s no doubt in which camp this way cool DJ and neighborhood Barrista stands, but other cats in an LA pop-up shop Legman hit up confronted us with this town’s now hackneyed dilemma: discerning homeless from hipster.

Marching passed the clean streets and boutiques of Los Feliz en route to cheap drinks at the Drawing Room a frat boy type stops us dead with the issuance of a long forgotten phrase: “Dude, we got a keg.” After not all that much deliberating between the Legman and his drinking buddy we’re among racks of surf inspired gear, smiling outgoing LA girls and a heavily weighted statistical representation of hairy guys. Who they are, you decide.

Real or affected, the point is moot. They don’t have much to say to us.