Camp Punksylvania, or: How to Spend Three Days in the Woods With Ice-T

The phrase punk rock summer camp sets off some alarms. The reality, three years in, sets them off less than you would think.

Three days. A wooded property in Pennsylvania. Tents, cabins, and a stage that gets loud enough to wake up the wildlife. The 2026 bill is anchored by Body Count featuring Ice-T — yes, that Ice-T, still touring his hardcore-crossover project with the urgency of someone who has something to prove. PUP turn up to remind anyone who forgot that Canada built one of the best live bands of the decade. Face to Face bring the Fat Wreck pedigree and a back catalogue that includes “Disconnected,” which alone justifies the price of admission.

This is the festival’s pitch: small, local, opinionated, run by people who actually go to shows. No fourteen-dollar stadium beers. No corporate logo on the kick drum. The closest analogue, ethos-wise, is the Truck Festival of 1998 — a few hundred people, a couple of days, a lot of luck.

Full lineup and tickets at camppunksylvania.com. Sleeping bag required.