United Blood festival 2026. The Canal Club in Richmond, Virginia. Lots of dudes who kind of look like Zach Bryan. Lots of high fades with tattoos on the sides of scalps. An impressive number of really beautiful women, even though dudes make up the vast majority of the crowd. Faded ’90s vintage shirts, either fished out of the back of dresser drawers or purchased for ungodly sums on Depop. Haywire jerseys. Haywire shirts. Camo pants. Whiskers with more salt than pepper. Dudes carrying dozens of shirts that they purchased at the merch tables downstairs. Little kids in the side-stage area wearing ear-protecting headphones and still clamping their hands over those headphones during loud moments. An ambient body-odor smell that intensifies as you get closer to the stage. After a few hours, it starts to feel like home.
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