The Weeknd: After Hours Til Dawn ’25
Picture this: you’re at brunch with your family, chatting about everything and anything while food and drinks are flowing. Everyone’s laughing, vibing, just living in the moment. On the way home, someone starts blasting The Weeknd old hits, new ones, all the feels. Then one of the cousins says, “We should all go see The Weeknd at MetLife.”
And just like that, a plan is born. We picked a date, sent the money, and locked it in.
Fast forward to the day of the concert June 7th. The excitement was real. My cousin, my brother, and I were hyped, blasting his songs in the car and laughing nonstop. When we pulled up, you could see everyone dressed in their best leather fits, all black everything
all headed to the same place. We grabbed our concert tees, some snacks and drinks, and made our way to our seats.
It was a little cold and even rained for a bit. My outfit didn’t help, but thank God for that concert T-shirt it saved me from freezing! The openers were Mike Dean and Playboi Carti, which honestly felt like the perfect choice to set the tone. The crowd was buzzing, waiting for the man to take the stage.
And then… he did.
The Weeknd appeared, the entire stadium screamed. He slowly took off his mask and just stood there, soaking in the love. His eyes were glistening. His smile was real. You could feel how much this meant to him and I love artists who stay true to themselves. It makes everything feel more honest, more special.
His setlist? Fire.
He gave us:
“The Abyss,” “Wake Me Up,” “After Hours,” “Starboy,” “Heartless,” “Faith,” “Take My Breath,” “Sacrifice,” and so much more.
We were all singing, dancing, living. One of my favorite parts? The way the wristbands lit up and changed colors with every song it was like we were part of the show. At one point, he said, “If you don’t know the words, vibe out with me.” Like YES. A self-aware king. That’s what a concert should be music, energy, connection, no pressure.
And the ending? Fireworks.
He closed it all out by saying:
“My name is Abel Tesfaye. I love y’all.”
That’s how he ended The Weeknd era in New Jersey, with an unforgettable night.
I’m so grateful I got to be there, not just for the music, but because it felt like watching someone step into a new chapter. I discovered his music through a podcast or someone recommending it years ago. And now? I introduced my brother to him and watching him see his favorite artist live? That hit me hard in the best way.
It’s a core memory. A night with my brother and cousin that I’ll always carry.
If you’re a fan or even just curious go see Abel live. He’s got it.
This is only the beginning of whatever comes next for him.
And lucky for you…
He’s still touring, ladies and gentlemen.
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