I spent several of those shows on the barricade with those friends and loved ones, and I’ll never forget the memories we all made together, all thanks to you guys. I’m trying to find out who I am without you as a part of me.
You say thank you, and I laugh to think how much (or little) of my money, both directly and indirectly, have gone to you, how much the CAD-USD exchange rate killed me. I am so happy I was able to go to each of your shows every time you played in my city, and I am grateful for the few times I got to meet and hang out with you guys.I say thank you because I do not think I would have left Nova Scotia. Thank you for all the memories, all the good times, and helping me get through the hardships of life.In Orlando on the Ocean Avenue date, where I pulled my friend through three rows of people to be up front, beside each other, together, for her last show; arms pressed together screaming I need you now, we’re miles apart, I’ll keep you deep inside.You’ve introduced me to places, people, and experiences I wouldn’t have had, and for that, I thank you. To others, you were a summer road trip hit; a band with a violin that wanted to leave this town and run forever. I won’t be with you, but I won’t be far away – this is goodbye. - Megan Winsor I will always remember buying my first ever album, Ocean Avenue, and going to my first Yellowcard show, and wearing the hell out of my Yellowcard shirt.In Jersey on the final tour where everyone was chanting and wouldn’t let you speak, wouldn’t let you finish, were so thankful they kept on screaming it; one of the most important nights you’ve spent on a stage.
In Detroit where the venue started a red wings chant, in New York where Believe felt so heavy, yet so light at the same time.
I’ll always love you guys and you’ll live on with me forever, unfortunately only in sound. Thank you for all the wonderful memories that you’ve created the background music for. I was still in high school at the time and I had just thrown all your music onto my Ipod which I was using as an alarm clock ring.
My friend shared with me my first and favorite album: Paper Walls, and since then I shared him all your latest ones and we got to see you in concert; for the first time and the last time.
You’re so much more than just a band; it’s unfair to put that much weight on you, but here we are. I did 14 dates on that final US tour, and your final two in California.
You’ve introduced me to friends all over the country, continent, WORLD, and although it’s hard for me to admit I’ll never hold onto that barricade again, the people I’ve met through you I’m going to hold onto forever. Essentially my longest relationship, one of the main reasons I decided to go to school halfway across the country, ‘the band’. There was no such thing as a hometown show, no venue that I saw you perform when I was younger; everybody had one except for me. So many pivotal moments are wrapped up in you: 2012/11/16 at the Electric Factory in Philadelphia when Holly Wood Died started.
Growing up, I followed their music, album after album, anxiously awaiting when I’d be able to see them live.