Its always great to get good news and finally making it into SLAB issue 14 with a poem close to my heart really turned my dials up to 11. As in the nonexistent 11 on the volume knob of a Fender guitar amplifier. “Blues” is about a little place that doesn’t exist anymore, but will live on forever in this poem. It’s also about your favorite places to chill out, have a couple brews, and forget about all the shit shoveled on you during the week. The SLAB editors also asked contributors some fun questions with their bios and I found that very refreshing. If you haven’t had a chance to read this amazing journal, I highly recommend it. The variety is amazing!