Two eastern Europes exist in my mind. One found in maps and another which sits between those the borders, populated by countries which only exist in fiction.
Everyone may say they’re on an adventure when travelling but what really defines an adventure and is it something we can really find? I try to find an answer.
There’s a school of thought that says the story of rock music is one of a conversation between Britain and the US. Where ideas and movements emerge in one and a few short years later have been adopted, improved and advanced by those on the other side of the pond. Looking over the canon of rock it’s easy to see this pattern occurring again and again. The British Invasion was inspired by American Rock’n’Roll. The roots of punk were in the US, it then took full form in the UK before growing into Hardcore back in America. Even as rock music progressed and the lines of influence became increasingly blurred, the general pattern of Trans-Atlantic to-ing and fro-ing remained.
Imagine you could go travelling and not stop. Imagine leaving and not having to worry about whether you will have a job to come back to. Imagine having the freedom to work from anywhere in the world.
Sounds nice. But surely it’s just not realistic is it?