Warehouse Feedback Is Now On The AirSome warehouses have a suggestion box.Ours has a radio station.

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Warehouse hotline Warehouse Feedback Is Now On The Air

Some warehouses have a suggestion box.

Ours has a radio station.

Welcome to Warehouse Feedback, the latest album from Forklift Yacht Club. Step into the WFYC studio, where three unlikely hosts spend their breaks answering questions from the warehouse floor.


Meet the crew:

- Tarz – a calm black cat who somehow makes every caller feel heard.
- Jacques – the realist. Direct, practical, and never afraid to ask the obvious question.
- Laizer Beam – a poised Russian Blue whose quiet observations often explain what everyone else overlooked.




Each track is presented as a live call-in radio show. The questions are genuine, the callers are convinced, and the answers are just helpful enough to solve the mystery... usually.

You'll hear stories about forgotten breakrooms, retired equipment, warehouse traditions, and the growing legend of Forklift Seven—the forklift some operators swear can see ghosts. Is it haunted? Is it just smarter than the rest? You'll have to tune in and decide for yourself.

Warehouse Feedback celebrates the conversations that happen between shifts, during lunch breaks, and in those moments when someone asks, "Has this always been like that?" Every warehouse has its stories. Every veteran has an explanation. And every explanation somehow leads to another story.

Whether you've spent years on a lift truck or have never set foot in a distribution center, we hope these broadcasts make you smile and remind you that every workplace develops its own folklore.

The phones are ringing.

The ON AIR light is glowing.

Welcome to Warehouse Feedback.

We'll take your call after the beep.

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