I had a moment of sheer and complete panic at the thought that wordpress no longer recognized Etta Strange as a functioning, breathing human blog that was just on a hiatus and not [not not not] a permanant vacation, drinking internet-ade somewhere.
Sadly, my music consumption has entered into dangerous territory: code red, a state of emergency, no bueno, etc. The recession has dwindled down into a mini-depression [if you ask me], leaving my twenty-something comrades and myself in a schizophrenic haze, alternating between the drunken luxury of freedom of the future and the sickening hopelessness of what the current economy can’t promise us anymore.
So, where’s the music? Great art comes from great times of struggle but I am missing the beat right now.
…to be continued.