nunya biz!

The pope, a bear, a rabbi, a pirate, a diplomat, a midget, a woman in a coma, a pelican, and your mom were all relaxing on an Eames chair after a fortnight of group hate sex when there was a sound at the door. "Knock-knock" went the sound emanating from the door. Simultaneously , and without missing a beat, an answer broke like a desperate yowl from the throats of the orgiers "Who's there?". Like a shot from the butt gun of a pre-radicalized 1920's anarchist, came a response from beyond the door "Banana". Faster than a duck could rape a lizard in the mouth, our motley crew of freakazoids, safely ensconced in the luxury of their designer seatlery, shook their heads and bleated as a unit, "Orange you glad we've already heard this joke and so shan't be participating (unless of course you are offering substantial financial remuneration)". There was no reply from the other side of the door, save this: One absolute rascal of a fart.

In response to the Finders Keepers/Twisted Nerve/Bird/Battered Ormnaments stock loss in the PIAS warehouse fires caused by rioting on August 8th a few of our close label mates have come together to compile some of their favourite moments from the Finders Keepers family discography. A series of limited edition CD and MP3 compilations curated by the likes of Jarvis Cocker, Demdike Stare, David Holmes and Gruff Rhys including some exclusive and unreleased tracks, are now ready to order directly from the website and like minded retailers in a bid to ease us back onto our feet releasing phantastic obscure and obsolete music as soon as possible.

Doin stuff is what I like to do.

Youth is the one thing worth having.

Music is enough for a lifetime, but a lifetime is not enough for music.