Geoff Barrow, man. First, he creates Portishead, arguably the best band Britain has produced over the last 15 years (sorry Blur and Oasis fans). Then instead of buying ivory turntable needles from the king ransom’s raised off sold-out Portishead tours, he funnels his time and energy into that most dead-end of economic propositions: a label. […]

  There are cliches that surround krautrock, but I only know a few. My knowledge of Teutonic culture is tragically limited to their ardor of Hasselhoff, Bavarian beverages, and the Neuschwanstein Castle.  Cliches wrapped inside an enigma, wrapped inside a hot dog, and sold at every stop alongside the autobahn. The predominant (and true) trope […]