The Squirm Pit - by Patrick N Neville I was standing in a grassy field near an old red barn. There was something I needed to do here, but I couldn't remember what it was. Then out of the trees came my sister who...

I’m damn proud of my band tonight, we’ve gotten to a place that’s hard to reach, the place where you know your shit so well that you can just show up and play. Before tonight we hadn’t really practiced in a month. Between...