The Metro-North to Beacon at 12:35 p.m. was the most brutal train I have ever seen in my life. It was packed with twenty-somethings in fishnet stockings and flashy jewelry, neon-dyed hair and all-pink tracksuits, crop tops and tall dark boots. Chartreuse green everything. A group of friends were chatting about their plans to go to an FKA Twigs-themed rave night. Others compared the best bars in Brooklyn for Hinge dates. “Do we know if Caroline Calloway is still alive?” someone in the row behind me asked, sounding genuinely concerned.

Reporters and label bosses, TikTokers and art park lovers, unemployed people – we were all here on a Thursday afternoon to visit the Storm King Art Center, an open-air sculpture museum in New York’s Hudson Valley. The event: a last-minute Charli XCX show. She was supposed to present her new remix album BRATwhich is full of friends and other weirdos, from Ariana Grande to Bon Iver to Bb Trickz to Bladee. BRAT is one of the blockbuster albums of the year: praised across the board by critics, played in probably every café and party for months and turned into a political rallying cry for Kamala Harris’ campaign. We should be sick of it by now, but it’s hard to resist when Charli continues to sling stacked remixes and sassy tricks like this Storm King one-off.

After we reached Beacon, shuttle buses took us to the edge of the park. As we walked in large clumps through a winding path of fall leaves, it felt like we were on a school field trip. The center of Storm King was similar to one of those Christmas Village sets, except it was themed BRAT: Chartreuse green cocktails, concession stands with “Vitamin Water is BRAT” signs, and a two-sided wooden wall structure that looked like a giant version of a green binder used in middle school science class. All of them have been listed BRAT song along with the remix features and was so large that it seemed to dwarf Alice Aycock’s whirling 29 feet Triple manifestation Sculpture nearby.

When a dark van pulled up and Charli jumped out, the 400 or so people crowded up the hill BRAT The structure went crazy. There wasn’t a real stage or much setup other than speakers, so she stood inside the building switching tracks on her phone as if we were all huddled together listening to a friend control the aux at a house party. “How bloody sick is that?” She beamed and strutted in a fur coat and jeans. “We’re art bitches now.” Before she began, she took a moment to address how the remix album leaked with typical Charli sass: “I know no one here listened to the leak. So if you fucking sing the lyrics, I’ll know it!” Everyone cheered and she pressed play. Looking ahead to the Storm King event, here are five takeaways from Charli XCX Brat and it’s completely different, but still brat.