In 2020, Phoebe Tonkin — like the rest of us — was certain she would never dance in a mosh pit again. Not because she’d outgrown them, but because the idea of hundreds of strangers singing and sweating and touching one another was terrifying. “I remember thinking, I don’t think I’m ever going to see a band again in my life,” she says now, amused at the hyperbole.
Years later, she found herself wedged into a crowd at a rock concert in the South of France, bodies pressed…

