What Do We Do When Music Doesn’t Feel Real Anymore?
accident
I got into music writing the same way I got into anything in the early 2010s—by accident, and because I needed attention. It was the dawning of an era that promised salvation through endless self-expression, the perfect front for young “creatives” to inflict their various personality disorders upon the world. I had a Skrillex haircut, a semi-profitable online art store (funded by my much more lucrative gig as a bike courier delivering eighths of mid), and an apparently endless supply of blazing
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