A moment that changed me: I was devastated by a breakup – and saved by a sweaty moshpit

When my relationship broke down, my usual playlist of pop girl anthems and love songs left me in tears. Then I discovered hardcore punkNobody warned me that heartbreak would ruin my relationship with Beyoncé. I had always associated music with the happiest times in my life: going to Glastonbury, seeing Madonna play at Madison Square Garden, singing along to Kylie Minogue’s greatest hits on a road