My advice to boys and young men:

Never gatekeep a woman wearing a band t-shirt by putting her on the spot to name one of the band’s albums.

Look, by the time she got that t-shirt, she already went through an entire heroine’s journey of fandom. She dealt with the boy band wars, the pop princess battles—even learned Korean to prove her dedication.

And by the time she discovered emo or punk or prog or metal or psych, she’s already went to war with people on the Internet who are meaner than you. Namely, other girls.