Beyoncé Brought the Rodeo—and I Was There to Ride

I knew Beyoncé’s Cowboy Carter tour would be a night to remember—but I didn’t realize just how deeply it would brand itself into my memory. Night four at SoFi Stadium in Los Angeles was more than a concert. It was a cultural moment, a masterclass in performance, and an immersive celebration of artistry, individuality, and pure, unfiltered energy.

We arrived at the stadium a few hours before doors opened, laser-focused on one thing: merch. Beyoncé’s tour merchandise has become iconic in its own right, and we weren’t about to risk missing out or dragging bags through the stadium all night. Securing our goodies early meant we could enjoy the show stress-free—and hands-free.

Then came the transformation. We headed back to change into our Western-themed outfits, fully embracing the vibe of the night. One of the most fun and underrated parts of Cowboy Carter is the fashion—fans brought their A game. Denim, fringe, rhinestones, cowboy hats, leather chaps—you name it, we saw it, and the creativity was electric. Being part of that sea of inspired style was almost as thrilling as the show itself.

When we returned, we realized we had absolutely nailed our seat selection. First row of section 125 with virtually unobstructed views—it felt like we were in our own little Beyoncé oasis. Close enough to feel the fire, far enough to see the full spectacle. Bonus: we enjoyed short cocktail lines, unlike the crowded 300 level, where activations like the SirDavis tasting and Cécred photo ops created a bit of a bottleneck. Worth checking out, but we were happy to sip quickly and settle in for what we came for.

And then she appeared…

Beyoncé gave us everything. Every note, every move, every look was a gift. For nearly three hours, she performed at full throttle—vocals pristine, energy unmatched. Her stamina, precision, and presence were superhuman. There were no dips, no lulls—just an unrelenting wave of brilliance. She honored her country roots while reimagining the genre, blending tradition with innovation and wrapping it in unapologetic Blackness, womanhood, and grace.

Days later, I’m still thinking about it. Still feeling it. Still wondering how one woman can command a space so completely. I’ve seen many shows in my life, but this? This was the best performance I’ve ever experienced. Cowboy Carter isn’t just a tour—it’s a moment. And I’m so grateful I got to ride along.