Day 14 – July 29th – The Broken Veil – Valdosta ,GA
Posted By: Aaron
Today we slept in a bit and then headed back to the beach with some of the Miller’s and my good friend’s Shain and Cainnon. They were in my youth group when I interned in Jax during the summers of 03 and 04 but they are men now. We had a good time frolicking in the ocean and got some good footage courtesy of the multitalented Cainon so look forward to seeing some video in late august when I get back to school and have time to edit. We met up with the OFH boys around 3 and headed to Valdosta. The venue is a converted gym and we were pleasantly surprised to watch a nice crowd turn out. The OFH boys had played there twice before and have built and good fan base there. My ears were beginning to hurt but still worked well enough to really enjoy the first band who was made up of a group of 16 and 17 year olds from Orlando. I have never seen a band so young so well polished. When I was their age I was stoked that I had figured out the new MxPx track. In fact, if a 17 year old version of My Epic (which would probably be called “The Ambidextrous Lane Conspiracy Avenue”) and There for Tomorrow played in a battle of the bands we would get beat like Jesse did the time he lied to my parent’s in the sixth grade (it was brutal, he had it coming). It was our last night with the OFH boys and we really wanted it to be a good one but I think the beach had been a choice. We started tired and my ears were hurting. It was the only show this tour that really felt like a labor. I still loved playing and wouldn’t want to be anywhere else but we pressed on and finished out to the best of our ability. The OFH guys said they didn’t notice but we are perfectionists. The OFH did there thing and when they played there song “Our Strength is not Measured by Numbers” and fulfilled my hardcore fantasy. I jumped on stage and grabbed a mic at the climax and screamed out my lungs with Sam. It was good times. Afterwards all of us went out to a Valdosta landmark; Little Ricky’s Pizza. We had a great time hanging with our good friends in OFH and getting to know the boys in There for Tomorrow better. We spent the better part of two hours devouring pizza, singing along to whatever the karaoke machine served up, and dancing on the table. Afterwards we said our tearful goodbyes to the boys and headed to the venue owner’s house. The venue is actually owned by a young couple who have a real passion to reach the youth of their city in a unique way. They were really sweet people and we stayed up for a few hours just talking to them about…well…everything. We really can’t overstate how amazing this tour has been. Even on our worst night we still get to share our hearts with so many awesome people who have just been so generous.
Today we slept in a bit and then headed back to the beach with some of the Miller’s and my good friend’s Shain and Cainnon. They were in my youth group when I interned in Jax during the summers of 03 and 04 but they are men now. We had a good time frolicking in the ocean and got some good footage courtesy of the multitalented Cainon so look forward to seeing some video in late august when I get back to school and have time to edit. We met up with the OFH boys around 3 and headed to Valdosta. The venue is a converted gym and we were pleasantly surprised to watch a nice crowd turn out. The OFH boys had played there twice before and have built and good fan base there. My ears were beginning to hurt but still worked well enough to really enjoy the first band who was made up of a group of 16 and 17 year olds from Orlando. I have never seen a band so young so well polished. When I was their age I was stoked that I had figured out the new MxPx track. In fact, if a 17 year old version of My Epic (which would probably be called “The Ambidextrous Lane Conspiracy Avenue”) and There for Tomorrow played in a battle of the bands we would get beat like Jesse did the time he lied to my parent’s in the sixth grade (it was brutal, he had it coming). It was our last night with the OFH boys and we really wanted it to be a good one but I think the beach had been a choice. We started tired and my ears were hurting. It was the only show this tour that really felt like a labor. I still loved playing and wouldn’t want to be anywhere else but we pressed on and finished out to the best of our ability. The OFH guys said they didn’t notice but we are perfectionists. The OFH did there thing and when they played there song “Our Strength is not Measured by Numbers” and fulfilled my hardcore fantasy. I jumped on stage and grabbed a mic at the climax and screamed out my lungs with Sam. It was good times. Afterwards all of us went out to a Valdosta landmark; Little Ricky’s Pizza. We had a great time hanging with our good friends in OFH and getting to know the boys in There for Tomorrow better. We spent the better part of two hours devouring pizza, singing along to whatever the karaoke machine served up, and dancing on the table. Afterwards we said our tearful goodbyes to the boys and headed to the venue owner’s house. The venue is actually owned by a young couple who have a real passion to reach the youth of their city in a unique way. They were really sweet people and we stayed up for a few hours just talking to them about…well…everything. We really can’t overstate how amazing this tour has been. Even on our worst night we still get to share our hearts with so many awesome people who have just been so generous.
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