Girls Love Karaoke at Irving Plaza

GIrls Love Karaoke 2025

OKAY OKAY OKAY — NEW YORK CITY, you already know what’s up. It’s not every day the girls get to completely TAKE OVER Irving Plaza, so when Girls Love Karaoke pulls up on Sunday, November 30th, we’re doing this the only way we know how — loud, messy, emotional, and borderline spiritual. And just so you know: this isn’t a concert, it’s not a club night, it’s a straight-up SING-SCREAM THERAPY SESSION with 500 bad b**tches and besties losing their voices together on a Sunday night. The only rule? GO OFF. There’s no shyness allowed. Sequins are encouraged. Vocal cords are optional. And if you don’t leave sounding like you just battled Keyshia Cole in a parking lot, you didn’t do it right.

The mics are on. The lights are low. The DJ’s spinning back-to-back-to-back R&B and hip-hop chaos — Beyoncé belt-offs, Nicki snarls, SZA sobs, Usher breakdowns, Mary J stomp sessions, and maybe a little Doja derangement for flavor. This is for the girls who pretend they can’t sing but actually got a five-octave range when the tequila hits. For the besties who know every ad-lib, every remix, and every dramatic run from 2003. For the ones who will grab the mic with tears in their eyes and still hit the bridge like it’s the Grammys.

And don’t even get it twisted — this ain’t your average karaoke night where people mumble onstage in front of 20 polite claps. Nah. This is full-production energy. A.G., Maddy & Nii built this out of pure love — turning house party chaos into a national movement. Born in NYC, raised in ATL, crowned in LA at the BET Awards weekend, and now BACK where it all started — right here, baby. Expect the smoke machines, the pink lights, the girls hyping each other up like the crowd at Hot 97 Summer Jam, and vibes that feel like an R&B fever dream.

So text the group chat. Grab your glitter, your gloss, and your grown-woman confidence. On Sunday, November 30th, we’re clocking in for vocal chaos and divine femininity in stereo. Girls Love Karaoke is about to shake Irving Plaza from the floorboards up — and when the final hook drops, you’ll remember exactly why girls really do run the world. See you in the crowd — mic in hand, throat gone, energy unmatched.