The Hollywood Palladium has seen its fair share of legends, but on the night of August 23, 2025, it belonged to YUNGBLUD. Kicking off his brand-new tour, the 27-year-old rocker stormed the stage with a ferocity that felt less like a concert and more like a revolution.

And at the center of the chaos was his blistering performance of “Zombie,” a song that ignited the crowd into a frenzy of sweat, screams, and pure rock ’n’ roll rebellion.

From the first distorted chord, the atmosphere turned electric. Fans pressed shoulder to shoulder, fists in the air, chanting every word back at him like a battle cry. YUNGBLUD prowled the stage with wild-eyed intensity, hair dripping with sweat, his voice tearing through the night like a razor. The Palladium floor shook beneath the stomps and jumps of thousands, the room vibrating with the kind of raw, unfiltered energy that only he can summon.

But beyond the noise and the chaos, there was something more—something unshakably communal. YUNGBLUD has always blurred the line between performer and fan, and on this opening night, he seemed to dissolve that boundary completely. He threw himself into the pit, screamed shoulder-to-shoulder with his crowd, and let the song become theirs as much as his. The rebellion wasn’t staged—it was alive, pulsing through every lyric, every riff, every sweat-soaked second.

By the final chorus, the Palladium had transformed into a cathedral of catharsis, thousands screaming “Zombie” not just as fans, but as a family bound together by noise, honesty, and release. When the last note crashed into silence, the roar of the crowd was deafening, proof that YUNGBLUD had done more than open a tour—he had lit a fire.

August 23 will be remembered not just as the start of a tour, but as the night YUNGBLUD reminded Hollywood—and the world—that rock ’n’ roll is still dangerous, still liberating, and still very much alive.