The Music Freaks Fanart Novels & Stories

“We’re out in Montana right now at a camping music fest. No Name is playing their final night here, and the energy’s unreal. There are tents and vans everywhere, people hanging with their crews, supporting small artists, soaking in the vibes. Highly recommend hitting up a local festival if one’s rolling through your town.” I flipped the camera and panned across the scene outside—colorful tarps, a guy juggling fire, two girls doing glitter makeup in a side mirror. “This is Camp No Name,” I said proudly, zooming in on our ridiculous flag. “Ten out of ten, no notes.”