Despite persistent rumors, the Overlord is not a supreme ruler, an ancient machine intelligence, or a corporate executive hiding in a volcano. The person (if we can call him that way) behind the title is simply the founder, editor, janitor, technician, emergency repair crew, and occasional victim of Industrial Corruption.
When something works, the Overlord takes full credit. When something breaks, he launches an internal investigation and promises to find those responsible.
Industrial Corruption was built on curiosity, stubbornness, love for sound exploration, questionable decisions, a dangerous amount of caffeine, and a trace of mental illness caused by a few accidental electrocutions.
The title exists because "Editor" sounded boring, and because every underground operation deserves at least one suspiciously grandiose rank. The Overlord's mission is simple: support the scene, amplify interesting voices, discover new artists, and keep the transmissions flowing.
All hail the Overlord.
(Please do not actually hail. That would be weird.)
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