Iâve always wanted to see Miguel liveâyes, even after that god-fucking-awful âMiguel Leg Dropâ incident at the 2013 Billboard Music Awards. Based on the merits of his four studio albums, I've long felt that his talents as a singer/songwriter are criminally underrated. Of course, Miguelâs artistic influences should be apparent from his new project War & Leisure, which melds his familiar, sex-positive themes with a fiery, political energy and heavy-reverb guitar; without legends like Prince, Lenny Kravitz, Jimi Hendrix and Marvin Gaye paving the way, Miguelâs rise wouldnât even be possible. And yet, itâs Miguelâs talents as a songwriter and live vocalist that qualify him for modern-icon status in the R&B-psychedelia genre.
When I arrived at the Roseland yesterday evening, I became severely and instantly pissed that either a) I read the event listing wrong, or b) the eventâs start time was changed without my noticing: I had missed opening act SiRâs set, which I had been greatly looking forward to. Still, the reality that Miguel was about to take the stage meant nothing could soil my attitude for long. The show was also a bit unusual since it was strictly for audiences ages 21-and-upâa designation that immediately makes any Roseland event much more appealing.
Luckily, the increased access to alcohol meant everyone (including me) was LIT. The crowd seemed to be predominantly excitable women, some of them smartly accompanied by dates; a bunch of relentless, horny shrieks from the audience made my inner fangirl feel right at home. Impatiently squirming while I waited for Miguel to take the stage, I watched a brief scuffle go down a few paces to my right, saw one too many couples showcasing heavy PDA, and admired a fan in front of me who was wearing a red âMAKE R&B MUSIC GREAT AGAINâ hat.
When the lights cut out, I hurried into the photo pit and awkwardly attempted to make art out of iPhone photography. Standing atop a flight of lit-up stairs and backed by an excellent band, Miguel opened up his set with the sexed-up War & Leisure track âCriminal,â apparently using the same fringe-covered mic stand from the âPineapple Skiesâ music video.
When Miguel greeted the sold-out crowd, he said heâd âbeen looking forward to this day for a long time,â and âIâm really glad to start here in Portland.â (Awwwww shucks!) I did get a little emotional when he transitioned into âThe Thrill,â (a highlight off his second studio album Kaleidoscope Dream), and brought out his guitar for a very necessary rendition of that weed-smoking anthem âSimplethings,â (written for a romantic episode of HBOâs GIRLS).
In addition to making us repeat âsplish splishâ a bazillion times throughout the show (the meaning of which is still lost on me), Miguel also asked if there were âany Latinxs in the house!?â and then proceeded to speak to the crowd in Spanish.
My favorite parts of the show were when Miguel made the audience sweetly sing the guitar-driven âPussy Is Mine,â and of course, grooving to his mega-hit âAdorn,â which honestly felt therapeutic. After already performing all his oler gems, and new singles âPineapple Skiesâ and âTold You So,â the encore absolutely had to be âSky Walker.â After capturing the Portland crowd in a video for the 'gram, Miguel left the stage and took his tour north to Seattle.
After seeing the show for myself, I can attest that Miguel sounds just as good (if not better) live than he does recorded. This is the stuff of legends.