Since at least the 11th century in Europe, when troubadour musicians crisscrossed the continent singing songs of love and chivalry, one thing has remained fairly consistent: The artist travels; the audience stays put. Of course, there have been exceptions, in which fans made pilgrimages to see their favorite musicians live. Thousands descended on Woodstock in 1969, and thousands more still attend Coachella and other festivals; surging numbers of people have also in recent years been participating in “concert tourism”—hopping flights to catch touring artists such as Taylor Swift in other cities, where tickets might be cheaper.
The Puerto Rican artist Bad Bunny’s residency in San Juan, titled “No me quiero ir de aquí” (“I don’t want to leave here”), though, felt like a fresh proposition: no