A couple of years ago, I accidentally stumbled upon a punk festival in a forest near Moscow. It turned out to be an underground festival "Sumer". Three days of unrestrained fun, half-meter mohawks, three scenes and a sea of alcohol. Texture, plot, live genre - this is what I found for myself in this forest. What's more, it's interesting territory to explore, as the festival is illegal. Now this event is marked in red in the calendar. I visit it for the second year in a row.