We were on the road by 10 a.m, making the three-hour drive from Columbus to Louisville for LDB Fest. The guys spent most of the ride trying to piece together a setlist, since they only had 20 minutes to play.
As soon as we crossed into Kentucky, the rain started—coming down hard, then easing up, then slamming again all the way to the venue.
Once we got there, we set up the merch table next to a band called Big Ass Truck. Bert immediately hit it off with them, matching drinks like old friends.
The festival flew by, and before we knew it, we were back in the van, inching closer to tomorrow’s destination: Atlanta. After about an hour, we pulled off for Waffle House and found a spot to crash for the night.
