It’s halfway through the concert that Russo’s words really hit me, and I realize how Swift’s music has punctuated key moments in my life. Fearless was me at 19 dealing with bambi-eyed ideals around young love and soulmates. Like Swift, I was born in 1989, and her fifth studio album, named aptly after the artist’s birth year to signify her rebirth as a pop artist, was the soundtrack to me adulting for real, graduating from journalism school, and starting my first full-time job as a reporter. Reputation’s tougher bangers captured my stress around working graveyard shifts — 7 p.m. to 4 a.m. — as an overnight editor. I played Midnights on repeat during late nights mulling around the condo I bought as a first-time homeowner.