We woke up in Richmond, where we’d crashed for the night, and met up with the guys from Tarantula who dropped off the drum kit at our Airbnb so we could load it into the van. On the way out, we made a Walmart stop—Tom grabbed some Magic The Gathering cards that Bert later cracked open at the venue.
The drive to Union Stage in DC was a short one. After loading in, we took a walk around the city, checking out monuments and talking about how surreal it all feels—especially hearing about it from someone who's not from the U.S.
We eventually made our way back to the venue. As the guys were getting ready to play, the guy handling lights came up and asked Bert and me how we felt about strobes and haze. We told him to have fun with it.