Poor Portishead

I feel dead sorry for Portishead. They were stunning. And then they became the soundtrack to a thing that no-one wanted to be.

But their music skills are good:

And reading about them in the Observer made me like them again. I love the fact that they’d press samples that they’d create back onto vinyl so they can scratch them and make them sound like records. Dedication.

Looking forward to the new album later in the Spring.