In a night that will echo through the annals of live music history, Post Malone brought the thunderous energy of his Big Ass World Tour to London’s Tottenham Hotspur Stadium on September 21, 2025, closing out the European leg with a sold-out spectacle that blended genre-bending anthems, pyrotechnic fireworks, and unfiltered charisma. But what elevated this from a mere blockbuster concert to a bona fide milestone was the presence of special guest Jelly Roll, who seized the stage for his long-awaited UK debut. For Jelly Roll—previously barred from entering the country due to past felony convictions—this wasn’t just a performance; it was a hard-won victory, a testament to redemption, and a raw outpouring of gratitude that left 62,000 fans in collective awe. “One for the history books,” as Post Malone himself quipped during the encore, summing up an evening where two unlikely superstars fused hip-hop grit, country soul, and pop spectacle into something profoundly unifying.

The date had been a long time coming. Originally slated for early September, Post Malone’s London dates—September 7 and 8—were postponed due to disruptive Tube strikes that threatened to strand thousands of fans. Rescheduled to September 20 and 21, the shows became even more anticipated, with the final night marking the tour’s European finale. Tickets, which went on sale in February 2025, sold out in minutes, underscoring Post Malone’s meteoric rise from SoundCloud rapper to global stadium conqueror. At 30 years old, Austin Richard Post (born July 4, 1995) has redefined mainstream music with his tattooed vulnerability and genre-fluid sound. His 2024 pivot to country with F-1 Trillion—featuring collaborations with Dolly Parton, Hank Williams Jr., and Blake Shelton—proved he’s no stranger to reinvention. Tracks like “I Had Some Help” (with Morgan Wallen) and “Pour Me a Drink” (with Shelton) topped charts, blending his signature melodic hooks with twangy storytelling. The Big Ass World Tour, launched in April 2025 in Salt Lake City, has grossed over $150 million worldwide, according to Billboard, making it one of the year’s top earners.

Tottenham Hotspur Stadium, the state-of-the-art north London venue with its retractable pitch and 17,500-capacity lower bowl, was transformed into a neon-lit wonderland for the occasion. As gates opened at 4 p.m., a sea of face paint, cowboy hats, and Posty-branded merch flooded the concourses. Food trucks dished out fusion fare—think Nashville hot chicken tacos and vegan brisket sliders—while massive screens teased snippets from the tour’s cinematic production. The atmosphere crackled with anticipation; for many UK fans, this was their first chance to see Post Malone in a stadium setting, eclipsing his 2023 O2 Arena residency. “I’ve flown from Manchester, Glasgow, even Dublin,” said attendee Sarah Jenkins, 24, clutching a sunflower bouquet (a nod to his hit with Swae Lee). “Posty in a stadium? This is biblical.”

Opening the night was rising pop-country act Sierra Ferrell, whose ethereal set of folk-infused ballads like “Jersey Giant” warmed the crowd with its intimacy. But the real electricity surged when Jelly Roll took the stage at 7:30 p.m. Jason DeFord, the 40-year-old Nashville native better known as Jelly Roll, emerged under a spotlight, his larger-than-life frame clad in a simple black tee and jeans, a far cry from the glitzy wardrobe of typical openers. His journey to this moment was nothing short of cinematic. In April 2025, Tennessee Governor Bill Lee recommended a pardon for DeFord’s juvenile convictions—stemming from drug possession and check fraud in his teens—clearing the path for international travel. Previously denied entry to the UK in 2023, Jelly Roll had channeled that frustration into anthems of resilience. His 2023 major-label debut Whitsitt Chapel spawned hits like “Need a Favor” and “Son of a Sinner,” earning him a Grammy nod and CMA New Artist of the Year. By 2025, his Beautifully Broken Tour had cemented him as country’s most relatable anti-hero, with over 2 million albums sold.

As the opening chords of “Save Me”—his haunting 2020 plea for sobriety—filled the stadium, Jelly Roll paused, microphone in hand, eyes scanning the roaring crowd. “London!” he bellowed, voice cracking with emotion. “This… this is my first time here. Y’all have no idea what this means.” The confession hung in the air, met with a wave of cheers that shook the rafters. He launched into a 45-minute set that was equal parts revival meeting and rock show: the thunderous “Halfway to Hell,” the confessional “Liar,” and a stripped-down “The Losing Side of Me,” where he shared stories of his 10-year prison stint and battle with addiction. “I was told I’d never stand on a stage like this,” he said mid-set, sweat glistening under the lights. “But here we are—broken people, beautiful hearts.” Fans, many waving signs reading “Jelly Saved Me,” sang along word-for-word, turning the pitch into a communal catharsis. One viral moment came during “Need a Favor,” when Jelly Roll spotted a fan in recovery holding a sobriety coin; he knelt at the stage’s edge, high-fiving her as the crowd erupted.

Jelly Roll’s UK debut wasn’t just a milestone for him—it symbolized country’s global surge. Once dismissed as America’s heartland export, the genre now claims 25% of UK streams, per the British Phonographic Industry’s 2025 report, fueled by TikTok virals and festivals like C2C. Jelly Roll, with his hip-hop roots (early mixtapes featured Tech N9ne) and unapologetic authenticity, bridges that gap. His collaboration with Post Malone on “Losers” from F-1 Trillion—a duet about self-sabotage and second chances—had already bonded the duo. On this night, their onstage reunion during Jelly’s set was electric: Post Malone joined for an acoustic “Losers,” the pair trading verses under a single spotlight, voices harmonizing in raw harmony. “This man’s a brother to me,” Post Malone said, slinging an arm around Jelly Roll. “He fought for this. We all did.” The moment, captured in fan videos that amassed 5 million X views overnight, felt like a passing of the torch—two outsiders rewriting their narratives.

As Jelly Roll exited to thunderous applause, the stadium plunged into darkness, building suspense for the headliner. At 9 p.m., pyrotechnics exploded, and Post Malone burst forth on a elevated platform, guitar in hand, launching into “Wow.” from his 2019 beerbongs & bentleys. The 90-minute set was a masterclass in spectacle: massive LED screens projected surreal visuals—tumbling dice, flaming trucks, sunflower fields—while confetti cannons and laser grids synced to the beats. Post Malone, ever the showman, prowled the stage in a bedazzled vest and face tattoos gleaming under strobes, his voice a chameleon adapting from the gravelly rap of “White Iverson” to the soaring country of “Texas Tea.” Highlights included a crowd-surfing “Rockstar,” where he dove into the pit mid-chorus, and a heartfelt “Circles,” dedicated to his daughter. “London, y’all been waitin’ on this,” he panted, emerging drenched. “Let’s make it count.”

The setlist spanned his catalog: early bangers like “Congratulations” and “Psycho” (with Ty Dolla $ign holograms), Hollywood’s Bleeding deep cuts like “Take What You Want,” and fresh F-1 Trillion fire like “I Had Some Help” (with backing vocals mimicking Wallen). A surprise guest appearance? None other than Jelly Roll, returning for a full-band “Losers” that had the stadium stomping in unison. “Pour Me a Drink” nearly made the encore but was scrapped for time, per setlist.fm reports, opting instead for rarities like “Finer Things” (feat. Hank Williams Jr. audio) and a cover of “Better Now.” Post Malone’s banter was gold—joking about the Tube strikes (“I Ubered here in a Tesla—y’all wild for dealin’ with that”) and his love for British pubs (“Fish and chips after this, innit?”). His guitar solos, a nod to his bluegrass influences, wove through “Sunflower,” dedicated to “all the motherfuckin’ sunflowers out there,” prompting a sea of phone lights.

But beneath the bombast lay vulnerability. Midway through, Post Malone sat on a stool for “Stay,” sharing how fatherhood and sobriety reshaped him. “This tour’s been therapy,” he admitted. “Screamin’ out the pain, sharin’ it with y’all.” It resonated deeply in a city that’s embraced his evolution; UK streams of F-1 Trillion surged 40% post-announcement, per Spotify data. The production, helmed by Live Nation, was flawless—despite the rescheduling hiccups—with zero sound issues in the cavernous venue. Capacity hit 62,850, with resale tickets fetching £300+ on SeatPick. Economic ripple? Stadium-adjacent businesses reported a £5 million boost, from hotel bookings to merch sales (Posty’s sunflower tees flew off racks).

Fan reactions poured in real-time. On X, #PostMaloneLondon trended globally, with posts like @TheVelvetSkies1’s video of “Losers” racking up 388 views: “Post Malone & Jelly Roll Losers #PostMalone #JellyRoll #london #concert #live.” @CheekyCherry__ gushed, “I was in London for the Post Malone concert!!!” while @Liverpool_Noise lamented rescheduling woes but celebrated the payoff. Critics were effusive: Time Out called it “a genre apocalypse in the best way,” praising the duo’s chemistry. NME noted Jelly Roll’s set as “the emotional core,” a “funeral for felonies turned resurrection.” For Jelly Roll, it was personal triumph; in a post-show Instagram Live, he teared up: “From cells to stadiums—God’s got jokes.”

This London blowout caps a tour that’s redefined live music in 2025. Post Malone’s Big Ass World Tour—spanning 50+ dates across North America, Europe, and Australia—hasn’t just sold tickets; it’s sparked conversations on mental health, genre fluidity, and second acts. Jelly Roll’s arc, from mixtape hustler to UK conqueror, mirrors Post’s own—from Dallas dropout to diamond-certified icon. Together, they’ve grossed £20 million in Europe alone, per industry estimates, while amplifying voices long sidelined. As confetti rained during the encore “Chemical,” Post Malone raised his beer: “To London, to Jelly, to y’all—history made.” Fans filed out buzzing, many already plotting trips to his 2026 festival slots. In an era of algorithm-driven hits, this was soul-driven magic—a night etched in the history books, proving music’s power to heal, hype, and unite across oceans.

The afterglow lingers. Jelly Roll, fresh off his pardon, hinted at solo UK dates in 2026, while Post Malone teased F-1 Trillion deluxe tracks. For London, it was a reminder: when strikes delay but don’t derail, the payoff is seismic. One fan summed it on TikTok: “Posty and Jelly? That’s not a concert—that’s a movement.” Indeed. History, served with a side of fireworks.