Giveon at Byline Bank Aragon Ballroom

Dear Beloved Tour 2025

Yeah… back-to-back heartbreaks hit different, don't they?! We warned y’all that if you asked for more you’d receive - so basically, Giveon’s Chicago homecoming was already gonna be special — and clearly, the city agreed. Because he had to add a second night at the Aragon Ballroom due to overwhelming demand - y’all did that! So if you missed your shot to dance and cry on night one, this is your redemption arc. Or maybe you're pulling a double-header — in which case, you really get it, and we’ll be right here with you along the whole way! So here we are, again folks: Tuesday, October 21, same place, same velvet voice, brand new emotional damage to tell us all. Giveon — the smooth-talking, deep-voiced, perfect heartbreak-curating young GOAT is giving the city another night of pure R&B bliss. Call it fate. Call it destiny. Call it what it is: Giveon live in Chicago. Night. Two. Will you be here with us? A true Chicago saga, the hometown hero returns by the call of justice and music love for two nights, to sing the sad songs that make you feel way too much on a Tuesday. Picture it: the lights dim, the bass hits, the voice you cried to at 1:13am in 2021 fills the room. You’re holding a plastic cup of merlot and texting your ex “I’m just saying hey.” We’ve all been there. And now we get to be there together on the 20th and 21st, too.

And of course - he’s not coming solo to this one either. Charlotte Day Wilson is back again, gliding across the stage with a voice made of honey and heartbreak. She’s that Toronto girl you’ve heard on songs with BadBadNotGood, Kaytranada, Drake, and the rest of our fav folks north of the border. And Sasha Keable brings that smoky London soul that’s gonna turn the Ballroom into a collective sigh. Honestly? You could come just for them and leave changed. But stay. Stay for Giveon. You’ll thank us later.

The Aragon Ballroom is basically a cathedral on nights like this — gold leaf on the walls, chandeliers, shadows in all the right corners. It’s the place where every word feels like a confession and every beat feels like a pulse. So no — this isn’t just a spillover show. It’s the show. It’s Tuesday night therapy for the real ones. The encore we didn’t know we needed but got anyway. The extra “I love you” you never got to say.

Come cry in style. Chicago, night two is calling. See you real soon.