Groove Attack sits behind a heavy glass door on a quiet residential street, marked by a simple, understated sign. It started in the late nineteen eighties as a tiny record stall in a local market, run by people who hauled crates of hip hop and electronic vinyl across the city. By the time they moved into this storefront, they became the primary hub for Germany’s burgeoning crate-digging culture, supplying beats to producers and DJs when hip hop was still finding its local voice.
Groove Attack
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