A sticky floor, a half-broken PA, and fifteen people who actually listen—sometimes that’s all it takes to shape a voice you’ll carry for life. We revisit our Boston days with Unction, the band that treated Monday nights at The Rat like a creative laboratory, and we unpack why low-stakes rooms are the secret engine of real growth. From peeling paint to tight harmonies, we explore how small, attentive crowds and imperfect venues gave us permission to be unfinished, to fail loudly, and to discov...