It had started to feel a little bit like we were spinning our wheels, but last Saturday we got some traction, and that newfound friction shot us a handful of hours east to Knoxville, TN. We knew that we were playing a house show, and we were stoked on that, but we still didn't really know what to expect. House shows are always fun, but no two houses are the same. We were also self conscious about fitting in, not being "punk enough" or dumb things like that. All our anxieties were assuaged as soon as we got to the Birdhouse.