“Joe Friday” sees the return of ‘Tender Buttons’ a creative exchange between two kindred spirits who met online - proof that light in the underground still thrives in unexpected corners of this dark world.
Available digitally only via Fluid Ounce Records as part of our 25-year celebration series.

“Symmetry on an exquisite corpse, an autopsy turvy on an uncharted course. Hoot your creaky hollers, scuffed boot bottoms, stellar rocks. Loot your local box stores, stuff batteries into your socks. Hurdling a mop, escape plan quick as eyes can clock. Spinning stumblers on gym nauseous locks, tick tock. Mumbling to the queue of passing clicks clip lop walk perambulate in line to face the mock tarantula hung to spin in an errant wind crossed with a striated pie shaped device a piece of the portion a chart to be sliced a drop in the ocean a look in the eyes former parade route shrivel and die mispronunciations cut loose and fly too close to the sun flickering Icarus this is my son in whom I'm well pleased mechanism trust then wings then food for the sea fins gone ticklish endorphin free tuneless melodies. The crack of the wave, the back of the creeps, the ripple of the whirl, the whipple of the beak. With this ring I do bequeath to break the mute and speak. If you can read this, you're too close. If you can't keep up, take your ebb and go. Sweat soaked, dinged up undertow. There's more than meets the mattress, polyrhythmic flow. A pillow, held to staunch, the flailing launch of catatonic blows. Widow in a watchtower, look out, look out, look out below. elevator music.
Eulogizing those who can't pay the rent you must pay the rent must sow dissent must raise a fist with thumbs opposed just a fact said the clone solid thwack in the nose writing back apropos cut the line turn the style jump the fare redefine alternate practice care spit shine zoom in track out change pace fuck swear let the close calls pile up double dog triple dare trouble maker pinky swear finger licking hardly fair pulse quicken spiral stare blue ribbon solitaire in line right there.
Aeiou why why why aeiou aeiou why?”