When you grow up in New England, you have an inherent understanding of the Dark Fantastic. Perhaps it’s that winter lasts forever; maybe it’s that old Puritan work ethic; potentially it’s our proximity to beaches and collapsing lighthouses; could be that we’re surrounded by Ivies and Seven Sisters and used bookstores and rad museums. However you look at it, when you meet someone from New England, you know it. We’re sarcastic, we’re caustic, we’re brutally ourselves, we work like horses and we know how to let go. I started this blog to chronicle all things that embody New England’s antique honesty and murky beauty.
New England Noir was an idea born one sunny afternoon at the local swimming-hole. We were four twentysomethings at the river in 2008, but being hidden away from the world like that made me feel like we could have been relics from a time that existed before me. It perfectly symbolized the Western Massachusetts way—modern and progressive, and yet deeply enmeshed in Americana.
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