I was definitely not a bonafide music fangirl (or “stan,” my other favorite colloquial term) until halfway through college. In my teens, I thought music (and live music in particular) was the domain of boys. Bands were for boys, rowdy concerts were for boys, discussions about production value and percussion and Billboard charts were for boys. When I simultaneously became a huge stan for One Direction, the 1975, and Haim, I started going…
