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Before Miguel sang “Simple Things,” he paused and spoke about why he writes.

He talked about wanting to be seen. Wanting to be heard. Wanting the simple things something he’s wanted since he was a little boy.

And standing there at Radio City Music Hall, I realized that’s why I write too.

But let me rewind.

The first time I saw Miguel was during his Wildheart Tour on August 2, 2015. I went with my forever friend Brittany, and we turned it into a whole staycation moment. We stayed at my uncle’s apartment, rode bikes across the Brooklyn Bridge, and explored New York in a way that definitely cost less than it does now.

Then on March 24, 2018, I went to his War & Leisure Tour with my cousins. We stayed at the apartment again and had another chill, fun New York weekend. Both nights at Terminal 5 became core memories for me. It was just a short walk from my uncle’s place at the time, which made it feel even more magical.

Fast forward to February 24, 2026 Miguel’s Chaos Tour at Radio City Music Hall.

Different venue. Same feeling.

He performed a mix of old and new music. I’ve noticed lately that at concerts, many people don’t really know the newer songs. My forever friend who I went with this time too put it in perspective for me: some people just want the nostalgia. The hits. The familiar.

But me? I love singing the new songs just as loudly. I want the artist to feel that the evolution matters. That the growth is being received. That the hard work didn’t go unnoticed.

Miguel sang songs like “The Thrill,” “RIP,” “Sure Thing,” and more. And he can sing sing. The mic stays on. The playback drops. It’s him and the band. No hiding. Just artistry.

But it was that speech before “Simple Things” that really got me.

On the internet, everything can start to sound the same polished, filtered, almost copy-and-paste. Sometimes it feels like originality gets drowned out by performance.

His words didn’t feel like performance.

They felt human.

And I realized that’s my “why” too. I blog to be seen. I write to be heard. Not to be perfect. Not to be viral. Just to be real.

That night wasn’t just about the music. It was about remembering why expression matters in the first place.

Miguel has carved out his own lane in R&B one that blends vulnerability, sensuality, and soul in a way that feels timeless.

He’s still on tour. And if you ever get the chance to see him live, go.

Not just for the hits.

Not just for the nostalgia.

But for the reminder that the simple things being seen, being heard are sometimes the most powerful of all.

This city keeps holding my memories in the most unexpected ways.