Rosalía’s ‘Lux’ Tour Turns Confession Into Spectacle

Rosalía has always treated pop performance as high ritual, and the Lux tour sharpens that instinct. Each night, before she performs the gut-punch track “La Perla,” a guest climbs into a gothic confessional booth and offers up a secret — usually about love, often about humiliation. It’s a strange, compelling hinge between choreography and unguarded talk.

Karol G used her moment in Los Angeles to describe a boyfriend who dodged his own birthday celebrations with increasingly elaborate excuses, then left her waiting at an airport for a trip that never happened. “It made me realize even more how much it had already become a pattern of lack of consideration,” she said, before adding a bichota twist: she walked away from the flight entirely. At Madison Square Garden, Maggie Rogers recalled making out with a New York Times journalist in an empty newsroom after a vintage-car pickup. Marcello Hernández, the SNL comedian, told a different kind of vanishing: a Valentine’s Day date that went from wine bought with a fake ID to him drinking alone on FaceTime with his mother.

The confessions land because they’re presented without theatrical shielding. Rosalía doesn’t translate them into a moral — she simply listens, then slides into “La Perla,” a song about leaving a bad lover behind. What could feel like a forced gimmick becomes, instead, a display of ritualized empathy. The booth is a framing device, but the pain and absurdity inside it are real. In a tour built on religious imagery and exacting visual control, these raw monologues give each performance its own nerve.