salutations.
now, i’m not one to assume things (except when i do) but perhaps you may be wondering what this is all about. Obviously, when i say ‘this’ i’m not referring to the big ‘this’ – usually meaning life. I’m talking about ‘this’ – the page you’re staring at right now, possibly with interest, possibly without. I don’t know. If your care factor is close to or below zero, you may continue on your merry way, doing whatever it is you do. But for those of you who may have some sort of curiosity, you are currently reading THE WORD CRUST.
that’s me there. in the picture. what can i say? crusttt is an elusive character who gained her verifiable nickname in a very dull and boring maths class. (if you’d like to converse directly with her about her passionate use of mp3 tastings or to simply congratulate her on her hard work, throw her an email.)
THE WORD CRUST started out as a whole lot of nonsensical, absurd and foolish ramblings of an extremely erroneous nature, simply here to digress on any number of subjects that ‘boil my kettle’ so to speak. Well, i grew tired of that after…a month. (you’ll notice the jump from July to December of last year) I then decided to try my hand at imitating those i most admire – music bloggers. It’s no secret that i have much passion for reading other people’s opinions on the marvel that is music.
So THE WORD morphed into a blog based solely on the music that i find particularly enthralling. Some have called it slightly pretentious – it’s a fair assessment, i concur – but in my humble (yet superior) opinion, my taste is better than yours.
