Continuing in his tradition of comics that casually make one's heart swell, Jason Martin's latest issue of Black Tea is an assortment of life's small joys. Within: home-dubbed cassette tapes, centuries of poetry about the moon, the absurdist pleasures of Late Night with Conan O'Brien in the '90s, crying to a Casiotone for the Painfully Alone party anthem, and Jason's brief career as a piano page turner.

36 pages, half-letter size.