Tomorrow night, Cody Simpson, Australia’s version of Justin Bieber, and Ellen-endorsed YouTube star Greyson Chance will perform at The Pageant to an audience of what will surely be preteen girls and their mothers. Last Monday, All Time Low and Yellowcard entertained a sold-out audience at the same venue. The kicker? I will have attended both concerts by Friday.

What reasons would a typical college student like myself have to go to these concerts? Several, in fact. Nostalgia motivated my purchase of the All Time Low tickets. There was no better way to flash back to forgotten high school dreams and Warped Tours of years past than to see the two bands that had been the soundtrack of my angst-ridden eighth and ninth-grade years. When music is good, it’s good, and no matter how hard I try to distance myself from my pop-punk days with Kanye West and Iron & Wine, I’ll always love it. Besides, where else can I sing catchy music at the top of my lungs while simultaneously enjoying the spectacle of a grown man with arms twice the size of mine fist pumping and chanting along to every song?

My desire to see All Time Low was motivated by nostalgia, but wanting to see Cody Simpson is brought on by something else—the need to experience something completely new. I have never been to a straight pop show like this concert promises to be. It’ll be wholesome fun. Neither artist is old enough to understand the concept of sexual tension, and the songs will be stuck in my head for days to come. The price was also a lovely $20, which is a nice break from the $50 I have become accustomed to paying for concerts by bands like Arcade Fire. And who knows? Maybe having someone in the audience who doesn’t want to jump his bones (or hug him to death, a middle-school-appropriate action) will be a nice break for Cody Simpson too.