Reeta McKneals rocked the underground Sask punk scene from about 2003-2009, then again from 2011-2018, then maybe in the future when life stops fucking us. Beer-swilling, rippin' tunes, mildly-offensive humour, fuck-ups, and a morning-after consisting of blurred vision and a splitting headache. No merch -- the only thing the Reetas sell is a good time if you're lucky enough to join. Cheers. ... more