Museache Roadtrip: (⚓) Anchor Fest 2016

Anchor Fest 2016

The Museache family took a road trip down to Frederick to witness Maryland’s new and emerging festival of 2016, Anchor Fest! A family that travels together stays together.

It’s only been a year since the first installment and we’d say the difference between this and last year’s Anchor Fest outcome is night and day. Over 1000 people from all over the DMV and East coast flooded the Fairgrounds for the all day heater.

The Experience

Anchor Fest 2016

The team and Khari Ricks, a featured visual artist on Museache and our road-trip DJ, were granted all media access for the day. It was so liberating to roam the stage and meet some really awesome individuals the whole day. We felt like the coolest kids on the grounds. I even got a chance to witness A$AP Bari’s attempts to holler at some ladies get rejected twice. The field was massive and open enough to cartwheel and lay in the grass freely as you caught the rhythm from the stage or ate some food from the food trucks.

We arrived just in time as the crowd was locking their front row spots. Media badges around necks and cameras strapped, we began digesting the festival grounds: beach balls, water guns, anchor ⚓ logos and a lot of good vibrations. – Colin

Museache Squad Museache Squad


Museache Squad II Museache Squad II: It’s all fun and games until you get shot in the side of a neck with a Super Soaker” – Rughda

The People

The crowd was hype and interactive from start to finish. Also, the amount of beautiful faces that were there was astounding. There were a couple of artists in the crowd who didn’t perform but came in support of those who did. Notable artists like Elon was vibin’ through the whole day killing it with the dance moves and chill festival fashion.

Speaking of festival fashion… There were a few individuals who stood out to me in particular. Had to show them a little love through the lens. – Rughda

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The Music


Ah yes, the thing that brought all of us together. The line-up had strong performances from More to Monroe, ANF, Butch Dawson, JK the Reaper, and the lovely Joy Postell. She was speaking that realness in which it was so necessary due to the police brutality and death of black males in the same week. I had to talk to her and get a portrait before I returned to the scene once again.


She left some good advice on reaping the benefits while living in the beast of New York. It was only a matter of time before Playboicarti and Lil Uzi Vert turned the whole place upside down.

DMV, Nah Frederick fans are LOYAL! It was a cool 90 degrees the entire festival and fans “held it down” until Lil Uzi Vert put the finisher performance around 11 something. – Colin

I know that Henny in that slushie from that snow cone truck held it down…. GADDAMN. Rughda

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The Takeaway

It was a wonderful experience taking the trip down there with the crew and reuniting with Marc and Micah. It’s been a year since our last hang out in NY when we featured Micah on Slackfest. Erick evolved from a member of our street team to an emerging public figure (#TeamPapi) and representing his area of flourishing art. The importance of it all was to extend our relationship as friends in an epic way. The music lead us here. If you felt it like we did, you’d do anything to stay in touch.

We have so much power as a collective. When I see young adults like Marc, Sanjeev, and the rest of the Anchor fest team throw together an all day festival with 2 of the internet’s rising stars, you no know that power is limitless and incredible. Shit that’s not something that successfully happens everyday even in those branded festivals. It’s honestly in the power of music, the love for the vision, and true support that the 2nd annual Anchor Fest was able to go down. I can’t wait to see them do it again next year in Frederick. – Colin

I wanna end this off with a quick story about how upon returning to New Jersey, we stopped in Baltimore for a bite to eat. After parking downtown and settling on an Indian and Nepali restaurant rather than the classic go-to-Bmore-n-get-some-crablegs option, we took our seats at the table outside the spot. We all ordered the lunch special, an endless buffet while supplies last between 11-3 pm. We got there at 2. We were on our second plates, discussing the success of our roadtrip and expressing our excitement for the future when a waitress steps outside to speak to us. “Excuse me,” she says, as we turn and look at her, “the woman inside wants to pay for your meal.” I remember seeing an older white woman inside the restaurant sitting by herself directly across the window we were seated outside of. We are all stunned for a moment, not sure if we heard correctly. For some reason, our first assumption was that the woman inside thought we were being too noisy, or some other complaint. She comes outside, with not much to say, handing us the receipt and giving whoever it was at the far end of the table a pat on the back as she walked away, disappearing as though through thin air.

It was a subtle act of generosity that instantly confirmed the notion that we are on the right track, and that humans do indeed still share blessings. Such a tender moment in the midst of a struggle for equality that has continuously cost the lives of innocent people since the dawn of this country. While outdated laws allow for the slaughter of anyone who makes uncomfortable an officer of the law, there are good people of all races whose acts of kindness and love to one another on a personable level are enough to balance the atrocities of this country. It is important to keep this energy flowing, to recognize each other as humans and show gratitude for the lives around us. In a time where it seems that an overall sense of distrust and tension is rising between the people, their government, and their armed officials, the more moments we can share with one another like this that are, with no questions asked, positively intended to raise the well being of all involved, the better we all are as a people. – Rughda

Hold it down