📍 South Side Ballroom — July 21, 2025
Written by: Clinton Camper
There’s something electric about a Monday night when Jessie Reyez is in the building—specifically South Side Ballroom in Dallas, where the air smelled like weed, the crowd screamed like they were auditioning for The Voice, and Jessie delivered a performance that felt more like church for the heartbroken than a pop show.
Dressed in a cute two-piece denim combo, Jessie hit the stage with nothing but joy, humility, and that signature chaotic angel energy. “I’m so happy to be in Dallas,” she beamed—and it showed. Her stage setup was minimal: guitar, bass, keys, drums, and a massive screen flashing between moody clouds and buzzing cityscapes. But the vibe? Anything but minimal.
She danced with her papi during “NO ONE’S IN THE ROOM,” brought out 4 cloned versions of herself on screen for “PALO SANTO,” and somewhere in between, threw in a Drake “Nokia” remix that transitioned into “PSILOCYBIN & DAISIES” as she popped up on a second stage level like a boss, daisies blooming behind her. The girl’s got more stamina than the Energizer Bunny and moves like Beyoncé on a blunt.
And the crowd? Fully unhinged—in the best way. We weren't just singing—we were scream-singing every word, convinced we were background vocalists. Jessie’s 3 rules for the night?
No shame zone—introverts and extroverts, be yourself.
Leave sounding like an 80-year-old smoker.
Leave feeling better than you came.
Mission. Accomplished.
During “IMPORTED,” someone launched a bra onstage and Jessie casually hung it from her mic stand like a trophy. She took time to shout out fans, sign a book, acknowledge a “CHOKE ME” sign (???), wish a happy birthday, and get real about the state of the world—reminding us she’s both Canadian and Latina, and proud of it.
But the peak? A raw, stripped-back “FIGURES” with just her and a guitar. Before diving in, she made us scream “F*CK MY EX” at the top of our lungs over and over—because, therapy.
It’s rare to see an artist so vulnerable, so wild, and so real all at once. Jessie Reyez isn’t trying to impress anyone—she’s just here to feel everything, and bring us along for the ride. And judging by the sweaty, smiling, emotionally wrecked crowd pouring out of South Side Ballroom, we were more than down for it.
10/10 would scream-sing again.