Photos and Review by Raven Divito
@rockinshots

A Night of Chaos, Catharsis, and Connection on Yungblud’s *Idols* World Tour
at The Observatory North Park, San Diego, August 24, 2025

From the second Yungblud stormed the stage with his nine-minute opener “Hello Heaven, Hello,” the room detonated. Fans screamed so loud they nearly drowned out the sound system.

Dressed in black leather pants layered with chaps, a leopard-print vest, and shades, Yungblud started suave. But midway through the first song, sunglasses and vest were gone, his bare chest glistening under the lights as he strutted and writhed like a rock ‘n’ roll animal. Channeling the theatrical bravado of Freddie Mercury, the feral energy of Iggy Pop, and the swagger of Mick Jagger, this 28-year-old who’s become one of the defining voices of his generation owned every inch of the stage.

The night pulsed with sex, sweat, and rebellion. During “Fleabag,” he didn’t just break the barrier—he walked across it, quite literally, letting fans carry him over the sea of outstretched arms. The connection was raw, electric, and intimate. Fans weren’t just watching a show, they were inside the chaos with him.

Then came the gut punch. The music stopped, and Yungblud, (Dominic Harrison), spoke about his late friend and hero, Ozzy Osbourne. Voice cracking, he recalled their bond, including playing at Ozzy’s farewell show just weeks before his death. Fighting tears, he launched into a stripped-back cover of Black Sabbath’s “Changes.” Thousands of voices rose with his, a choir of grief and gratitude filling the venue. It was more than a tribute, it was communion.

But Yungblud didn’t linger in sorrow. Minutes later, he reignited the room with a string of anthems, such as; “The Funeral,” “Idols Pt. 1,” “Lovesick Lullaby,” “Strawberry Lipstick,” “Lowlife,” and more. Each one met with deafening screams and word-for-word sing-alongs.

The encore sealed the night: “Ghosts” and “Zombie.”

The crowd gave everything they had left, swaying, screaming, and savoring every note. When it ended, the air felt thick, like the aftermath of a beautiful riot, a cathartic release you didn’t want to end.

This was the second stop on Yungblud’s “Idols” World Tour, and while every date is sold out, he made a point to thank the San Diego crowd for being the first show to completely sell out. With a grin and a wave, he promised, “I’ll be back.”

The San Diego show wasn’t just a concert. It was theater. It was therapy. It was chaos wrapped in glitter, grief, and raw humanity. And if any artist today seems destined to carry Ozzy’s renegade spirit forward, it’s Yungblud.

Unfiltered, unpredictable, unforgettable. If you were there, you’ll be talking about it for years. If you weren’t, you missed one hell of a night.

For the latest tour updates and news, visit Yungblud’s official website at yungbludofficial.com