WEMBLEY ERUPTS WITH BUSH & VOLBEAT, A NIGHT OF RIFFS, ROARS AND ARENA-SHAKING ENERGY
Thursday, November 13th Wembley was a warzone of sound, sweat, and guitar grit as the OVO Arena hosted a triple treat with Witch Fever, Bush, and Volbeat. With 60,000 people flooding the area thanks to a simultaneous England match next door, the night started with a logistical mosh pit (if we call it so…). Sadly, the chaos meant Witch Fever kicked off before most fans could even fight their way through the Wembley bottleneck. A shame their rising reputation had us itching to see them tear it up. Next time, Witch Fever. We owe you one.
BUSH: 90s GRUNGE ROYALTY STILL HITS LIKE A FREIGHT TRAIN
When Bush stormed the stage at 7:45pm, Wembley was already buzzing like a speaker on the edge of blowing. Gavin Rossdale and the crew walked in like they owned the decade and the decade after that. No introductions needed; just pure, unapologetic, 90s-bred alt-rock muscle. They smashed straight into “Everything Zen,” the kind of opener that reminds you why Sixteen Stone put them on the global map. Rossdale prowled the stage with that trademark mix of swagger and sincerity, and fans responded like they’d been waiting years for this moment because many of us had.
Then came the first taste of their 2025 album I Beat Loneliness, with “The Land of Milk and Honey” shaking the arena into a bouncing sea of fists and singalongs. Bush didn’t have long, but they used every second like headliners rolling out “I’m Here To Save Your Life,” the title track “I Beat Loneliness,” and even a gritty, crowd-pleasing cover of The Beatles’ “Come Together.” Short set. Maximum impact. Still one of Britain’s most reliable live rock machines.
VOLBEAT: A DANISH METAL ‘N’ ROLL FREAKOUT FINISHES THE NIGHT WITH FIRE
The curtain drop alone would’ve been worth the ticket, Volbeat’s silhouettes looming behind it like some outlaw rock opera about to burst open. And when it finally hit the floor? Wembley detonated. “The Devil’s Bleeding Crown” lit the fuse, and from that moment it was pedal to the metal, no breathers, no mercy. “Lola Montez” followed, turning the arena into a jumping, beer-sloshing party, and then “Sad Man’s Tongue” arrived with Michael Poulsen giving fans a cheeky slice of Johnny Cash’s “Ring of Fire.” Arena singalong? Oh, absolutely!
We’ve seen Volbeat in tiny venues before, sweating it out up close, but Wembley felt like where they truly belong. Twenty-plus years of metal, rockabilly swagger, swing rhythms, and that unmistakable Poulsen snarl this was the coronation they’ve earned. One thing Volbeat does better than most: no dead air. Poulsen’s between-song banter was sharp and charming, especially when he made sure to clarify amid giant horned goats and apocalyptic song titles that Volbeat isn’t preaching any religious agenda. Just riffs. Just attitude. And of course, the band tore through a monster setlist: “Shotgun Blues,” “Seal the Deal,” “Heaven Nor Hell,” “The Devil Rages On” hit after hit, no prisoners. The cherry on this rock ‘n’ roll sundae? A killer surprise appearance by Johan Olsen (Magtens Korridor), joining for “The Garden’s Tale” and “For Evigt,” whipping the crowd into a frenzy. The encore flexed hard, with a crushing cover of Black Sabbath’s “Children of the Grave” and the final volcanic eruption of “Pool of Booze, Booze, Booza.” FINAL VERDICT 10,000+ fans walked out sweaty, hoarse, and blissfully destroyed. Wembley got exactly what it came for: volume, velocity, and venom. Volbeat tak for the chaos. We’ll be there next time, front and center.
Photos and Review by Luca Viola
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