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Well, here we go again, mun… another rock legend revving up for a “FINAL” tour – this time it’s Guns N’ Roses with their 2026 knees-up called “One Last Ride”.
Before you grab your parka, remortgage the shed for VIP lanyards, and start queuing outside the Principality Stadium, let’s ask the big one:
“Didn’t they already say goodbye like… four tours ago?”
🧨 Not In This Lifetime (But Apparently The Next One Too)
Let’s not forget, GNR already did a massive “this is it” tour back in 2016. It was called Not In This Lifetime, which aged like a pot of cockles in a heatwave.
Now we’re back again? I was tamping the first time they faked the goodbye! 😤
If this really is “One Last Ride,” someone tell the driver he’s been doing donuts in the Tesco car park since 2008.
Next we’ll get the “No Seriously, This Time It’s Farewell” tour, sponsored by Voltarol and Werther’s Originals.
💀 After Back To The Beginning, Do We Even Dare?
Let’s be honest, butt — Back To The Beginning had more drama than Pobol y Cwm.
Half the bands only played 3 songs, the sound was sketchy, and the whole day was running on more delays than the Arriva Trains to Aberystwyth.
So do we really want to emotionally commit to another farewell? Only to end up stood in the rain shouting “Where’s Axl, like?!” for 40 minutes while Slash noodles away like a pub jam night in Tonypandy?
💷 Ticket Prices? I’d Rather Sell My Kidney at Barry Market
Have you seen the ticket prices, butt?
Standard Standing: £120
Seated (behind a pillar and next to a man who smells like pickled eggs): £150
VIP Golden Circle ‘Axls Angels’ Pit: £600
SuperMegaUltra GN’R Jungle Pack with Backstage Lanyard and Signed Coaster: £1,200
(Does not include water, merch, or a glimpse of Slash’s sunglasses)
At that price, you might as well buy a Les Paul, learn the intro to Sweet Child O’ Mine, and headline the Ebbw Vale Working Men’s Club yourself.
🥲 What We Will Miss If This Is It…
Alright, we’ll behave for a second. (Don’t get used to it.)
- November Rain in the pouring rain? Tidy.
- Slash being the coolest man alive without saying a word? Lush.
- Everyone howling Paradise City like they’re in a Valleys karaoke bar? Iconic.
- The smell of stale lager, petrol station burgers, and nostalgia? Only in Wales, mun.
So aye, there’s a part of us that wants to be there, fist in the air, crying into our Brains Bitter. But there’s another part going “nah, I’ll watch it on S4C highlights and save meself the grief.”
🧢 Farewell Tour or Just Another Excuse for a T-Shirt?
Let’s be honest with ourselves – this probably isn’t the end. Rock farewell tours are more dramatic than a rugby ref at a wedding.
But if it is the last one… we’ll raise our pints, scream the lyrics, and pray the sound desk doesn’t go kaput halfway through Rocket Queen. 🎤
🤘 So… Are We Going?
If you’re going – respect. You’re braver than someone ordering pineapple on chips in Merthyr.
If you’re skipping it – also fair. You’ve seen the glory days, and you don’t need to end your GNR journey fighting someone’s uncle for a £45 T-shirt that shrinks in the wash.
Either way – don’t cry, butt.
We’ve all been Gunned one last time 💥
🧢 T-Shirt Idea: “I Survived The One Last Ride… And The One Before That… And Probably The Next One”
🎟️ Next up on Back To The Riff: “When Is A Farewell Tour Not A Farewell Tour?” (Spoiler: Always)
🏴 #CmonButt
🧨 #TidyOrTragic
🎸 #BackToTheRiff
💀 #GNR2026
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