Let’s get to the meat of the matter, shall we? I’m done with the bush beatery and the drain circling. I’m talking flesh. I want it. Show it to me. I would like to regard it in its breathing, pulsing pomp. No more faff, no more whatabouterie. Meat. Only meat. Meat: other joe’s ‘Flawless’. A veritable abattoir. To reside in the meat mansion, slabs of the finest cuts splayed in lieu of decor. We’re here. Meat.

other joe - Flawless, full album out June 1 via Best Effort