I just spotted this item on EV Grieve's site, and am newly depressed.
Etherea Records (pictured behind me at left last spring) wasn't my favorite record shop, but they had a decent selection, a knowledgable staff and sometimes hosted novel events like exhibitions of vintage rock photography. In the recent wake of Mondo Kim's, Subterranean and scores of others, the closing of Etherea means one less place where the culture of music is allowed to thrive. Sue me if that sounds histrionic, but it's true. It's also one more nail in the coffin of the East Village's (by this point rigor mortis-riddled) character.
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