We stayed at an Airbnb in Port Deposit, a small town that reminded me a lot of where I grew up. It was nice seeing a quiet Main Street again. We started the morning with a great breakfast at a little café downtown. With plenty of time to spare before the Philly show, we explored the town for a bit, then drove into the city to kill some more time. We got to Foto Club early and hung out until the venue opened.
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Split Chain: Tour Diary - Day 6 - Raleigh /
Woke up, Packed the van, and rolled out of the Airbnb by noon.
Spent the afternoon in Fayetteville doing laundry and making a pit stop at Guitar Center to grab a new mixer. The guys were just hanging around, throwing a football in the lot while the clothes spun. A couple employees from Family Dollar recognized them and came out for a photo with them—small world.
We made it to Raleigh and hit a Subway for a bite to eat before load-in. I messaged a photographer friend I’d met online to see if he was still down to link up and shoot the set.
During some downtime, I slipped out for a slice with a few of the guys from Dull Mourning, then headed back to Kings.
The crowd tonight reminded me why southern shows hit different—loud, locked in, and just really there with you. Felt like the room was breathing with us.
Split Chain: Tour Diary - Day 5 - Travel Day /
Yesterday was an off day, so we spent a few hours at the beach before hitting the road. Most of the day was a 10-hour drive getting us into North Carolina for the next show, so I didn’t film much on this stretch — but here are some photos from our gas station stops along the way.
Split Chain: Tour Diary - Day 4 - Orlando /
Florida has always held a special place in my heart, and today made it even more special — getting to spend it here with these guys after being away for so long.
We kicked off the day swimming at Daytona Beach before heading to Orlando for the show. Naturally, when it was time to leave, we got the van stuck in the sand thanks to all the gear weighing it down. But in true Florida fashion, a guy with a winch on his Jeep came by and pulled us out.
Once we made it to Will’s Pub, it was a quick load-in so the guys could soundcheck before doors. The venue was awesome — a real community hub, the kind of place I wish I’d had when I was living in the South.
The crowd was incredible. Southern pits always go off — there’s not much else to do down here, so when people show up, they give it everything they've got. It's always so refreshing to see a room explode like that.
