Full Review by The Riff Report Blog – July 5, 2025
Stage: Back To The Beginning Main Stage
Band: Guns N’ Roses (aka “Who let this happen?”)
Time: Somehow dragged on for 3 hours that felt like eternity in slow motion 🫠
🥀 “YOU’RE IN THE JUNGLE, BABY”… AND IT’S A SWAMP OF SADNESS 🐢
We’re not gonna sugarcoat it, butt – this wasn’t just bad… it was spectacularly, shockingly, soul-shrivellingly awful.
You’d think Guns N’ Roses, a band with one of the most iconic back catalogues in rock history, would be a surefire win to headline Villa Park. But what we got instead?
🎤 Microphones cutting in and out
🎹 Piano solos that sounded like they were being performed underwater
🦥 Axl Rose moving like he was cosplaying as a hungover wax statue
🎸 Slash trying his absolute best to salvage the mess while everyone else just… stood there
🫢 THE SETLIST – ON PAPER, LEGENDARY. IN REALITY? PAINFUL.
- Welcome to the Jungle (barely audible, slower than doom metal, crowd confused)
- It’s So Easy (spoiler: it wasn’t)
- Mr. Brownstone (he’s been doing that dance for 40 years and it shows)
- Estranged (11 minutes of emotional confusion and awkward glances)
- You Could Be Mine (you could… but we don’t want you anymore)
- Civil War (bit on the nose, considering the state of the band)
- Live and Let Die (please. Let.)
- Sweet Child O’ Mine (finally got the crowd back… for 90 seconds)
- Knockin’ on Heaven’s Door (and heaven refused to answer)
- November Rain (aka “Axl Sits At The Piano While Slash Wonders What He’s Doing Here”)
- Paradise City (a karaoke version, if the singer was falling down a hill)
🎤 AXL ROSE – A MAN OUT OF BREATH, OUT OF TIME, OUT OF TUNE
We’re sorry. We wanted this to be good. But Axl’s voice is just… not there anymore.
- Half the time it sounded like he was trying to do an impression of himself from 1987.
- The other half? A bizarre, nasal falsetto that made “Sweet Child” sound like Alvin & The Chipmunks after a three-day bender.
- He vanished from the stage multiple times without explanation.
- At one point, he sat on a speaker mid-song and just watched Slash play with the energy of a bloke waiting for a bus.
And don’t get us started on the outfit: red bandana, black trench coat, pyjama bottoms, and… Ugg boots?!
🎸 SLASH – THE ONLY REASON PEOPLE STAYED
Let’s be honest – Slash was the MVP.
Every time he launched into a solo, the crowd actually cheered like we’d been given a brief reprieve from the cringe spiral.
You could see the pain in his eyes, but he still played like a legend – even if the rest of the band were noodling like they were rehearsing in a garage in Dudley.
🥁 BAND VIBES – ZOMBIE JAM SESSION
- The drummer looked like he was just clocking in for a shift at Greggs.
- Duff barely moved, muttered a “cheers” once, then disappeared again.
- The rest? Session players on autopilot, occasionally looking around like, “Are we still going?”
🤯 CROWD REACTIONS – FROM HYPE TO HORROR IN TWO SONGS
- “Woooo GUNS N’ R… oh.”
- One guy was full-on asleep on his girlfriend’s shoulder by “Estranged.”
- A small mosh pit started during “You Could Be Mine” and immediately dissolved like a wet tissue.
- At least 30% of the crowd left before “November Rain” finished.
- One lad near the barrier shouted “Put on ABBA!” and honestly… we didn’t blame him.
🧨 FUNNY OR TRAGIC? WHY NOT BOTH?
- The mic cut out right before the big “You know where you are?” scream in Jungle.
- Axl tried to hype the crowd and called us “London.” In Birmingham.
- A beach ball made it further across the stage than Axl did all night.
- Slash’s solo during “Paradise City” was drowned out by people shouting “BOOOO” at the mixing desk.
🎯 FINAL VERDICT: FROM LEGENDS TO LEMONS 🍋
This should have been the comeback of a lifetime. Instead, it was a cautionary tale in 12 songs.
We love Guns N’ Roses. We really do. But this was a parody of themselves, an unintentional Spinal Tap sequel with less charisma and more off-key wailing.
Score: 3/10 Wilted Roses and Broken Dreams 🌹🪦
Mood: Embarrassed. Secondhand cringe. Still humming Slash’s solos tho.
Diolch, Guns… but maybe next time leave the jungle where it belongs.
Michael is the founder, editor, and chief riff wrangler behind The Riff Report, an independent Welsh rock and metal publication built by fans, for fans. With a lifelong passion for loud guitars, unforgettable live shows, and the incredible community that surrounds rock and metal, he created The Riff Report to celebrate everything that makes the scene special—from legendary headline acts and grassroots venues to rising bands that deserve to be heard.
A familiar face at festivals across the UK, Michael spends much of the year covering events including Download Festival, Bloodstock Open Air, Steelhouse Festival, Firevolt, Plumpton Revival, and many more. Whether he’s battling the Welsh weather on a mountainside, surviving a weekend in a muddy campsite, or squeezed against the front barrier with thousands of fellow fans, he’s always searching for the next great story to share.
As editor of The Riff Report, Michael writes festival guides, breaking news, album reviews, gig reviews, interviews, opinion pieces, nostalgia features, and behind-the-scenes stories from across the rock and metal world. His writing combines honest opinions, humour, and a genuine love for live music, bringing readers closer to the bands, festivals, venues, and people that keep the scene alive.
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When he’s not writing or interviewing artists, you’ll probably find him exploring festival campsites, photographing live shows, chatting with fellow fans over a pint, or planning the next road trip in search of more riffs, bigger crowds, and unforgettable moments.
Above all, Michael believes rock and metal are about more than music—they’re about community, friendship, and creating memories that last a lifetime. That’s exactly what The Riff Report exists to celebrate.
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