On the evening of February 17, 2026, just after 6:30 PM, a line of fans stretched far beyond the entrance of St. Andrew’s Hall in Detroit, waiting for performances from Badflower, Point North, and Olive Vox. The line spilled across the parking lot, wrapped around the block, and disappeared toward the far sidewalk. The February air was cold, fog hanging low across the city, but no one moved. No one left.

Detroit did not blink at the weather. Even with a snowstorm delaying flights and pushing doors nearly two hours past schedule, the crowd kept arriving. People bundled against wind and ice still chose to stand shoulder-to-shoulder inside The El Club, a small venue with the energy of something much larger. It was our first time shooting here, and stepping into a space without a barricade meant we became part of the audience instead of perched in front of it.