J Balvin, or how to make Texas vibrate with a musical DeLorean
Ah, Hidalgo, Texas. The place where on Saturday, April 19, J Balvin decided that it was not enough to conquer reggaeton, but that he also had to emulate Marty McFly. The result? A setting so avant-garde that even Doc Brown would have applauded. Of course, instead of traveling in time, the Colombian arrived in “Rayo”, a car that, according to him, “marked his life.” More than ‘Ginza’? Hard to believe, but there it was, wasting energy as if batteries were not a problem in 2025.
Setlist to sing until you lose your voice
Between hits like ‘Doblexxó’ and ‘Amarillo, Morado, Azul’, fans of Reynosa and the Texas Valley showed that they know the lyrics better than their own date of birth. And not content with that, Balvin gave them duets like ‘El Preso’ (with Shakira, because of course, what would a concert be without a bit of nostalgia?) and ‘Según Qui’ (with Maluma, because in reggaeton everyone is cousins, apparently).
But the most exciting thing was when he came off the stage to “have direct contact with his people.” What a humble gesture! As if it wasn’t enough that they paid to see him, now they could also inhale his cologne. Does that count as a free meet and greet?
Dancers, technology and… an emotional DeLorean?
The show was not only an explosion of music, but also of choreography that made it clear that the dancers deserve a raise (or at least a massage after so much pirouettes). And as the audience chanted ‘Mi Gente’ as if it were the national anthem, one couldn’t help but wonder: how many calories did they burn that night? And how many hours of sleep did the residents of Payne Arena lose?
To top it off, Balvin had not set foot on the border for 7 years, which explains why his fans seemed in a trance. Was the wait worth it? Well, if we measure success by the number of phones recording vertically, the answer is a resounding yes.
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