Now, I’ve gotten comments about my love of GLV before. Family, friends, people on the internet, including being called a groupie. However, this one summed up some of the worse thoughts I have regarding my relationships with each of the guys in the band. So I’ll address it.
First off, a little history. I first met GLV 5 years ago. Well, a little more specifically, I met Evan then, as he’s the only remaining member from that line-up. Since then, there have been, I think, 4 separate line-ups, 5 albums, a major change in their musical style, and one Kiss the Girl cover. And yet, one thing that has never changed about GLV as an entity is their passion and talent.
I’m not kidding about that. They’re so different from every other band around here, in that they don’t write of anguished love or unrequited heartache. They don’t talk about girls or money or hating their hometown or any of that other crap that too often defines the music of their genre. No, they pour their hearts out and talk about their struggles, how rough it is on the road, their love of their home state, their fears for the future, the frustration of not making it yet, their drive to take their message to anyone who will listen no matter the cost, and faith. Always faith.
Their music has given me hope when I had none left. Brought me back into the light when my mind was so dark that I wanted to end everything. Reminded me that while my dreams feel so far away, I have to keep going, and I’ve come too far to lose.
But it’s not just the music. Yes, GLV is a band, but it hasn’t been just been about the music for me for a long time. Because on top of GLV being just an A+ band, the members are what really make it. Ryan, Wasim, Cody, and Evan are some of the nicest, most genuine, most passionate guys I’ve ever met. Even at shows like last night, where it’s obvious to everyone around that they’ve been having a rough time lately, they put 300% of themselves into the set, screaming out the lyrics, and they leave everything they have on the stage.
Offstage too, they’re awesome. I count them as very dear friends, and they prove it time and time again. They talk to me, joke with me, make me feel like I’m a person and not just the joke of the local scene. They’ve been there for me to talk to when I couldn’t turn to anybody else. I’ve cried on their shoulders, and comforted them in turn when they were having a rough time. Wasim alone is like a big brother to me, and all of them have talked me through some tough patches of my life.
So, yeah, anon, maybe you’re right. Maybe I am ridiculous. Maybe I do annoy them, and maybe they don’t care about me as much as I care about them. It wouldn’t matter anyway, because this band has saved my life time and time again, and nothing can ever take that from me. If you haven’t checked out their music, you’re doing yourself a disservice, because there’s not a more honest and inspirational band out there.