Keith Urban Just Announced a 32-Date World Tour and the Planet Is Already Revving Its Engines

In a cloud of dust and guitar feedback outside his Nashville barn, Keith Urban slung a Telecaster over his shoulder, flashed that trademark grin, and delivered the news every country heart has been begging for: 32 cities, one year, zero brakes; he’s coming for the world in 2026.

At 58, the Queensland cowboy who turned four chords and the truth into four Grammys is hitting the biggest reset button of his life with a tour simply called “High.”
No farewell vibes, no greatest-hits safety net—just Keith promising the wildest, most honest, most electric shows he’s ever played. “I’ve spent thirty years learning how to play for 50,000 people like it’s just me and them on a porch,” he said. “Now I’m bringing the porch to the planet.”

North America gets the first 16 doses of pure adrenaline, launching March 7 at Nashville’s Bridgestone Arena—his adopted hometown’s loudest welcome-home party ever.
From there it’s Chicago, Toronto, New York’s Madison Square Garden, Dallas, Vegas, and a sunset finale at the Hollywood Bowl. Expect new songs from the just-finished album Graffiti U 2.0, blistering takes on “Blue Ain’t Your Color,” “Somebody Like You,” and nightly guitar solos that make grown men drop their beers. Every arena becomes a three-hour love letter to the fans who carried him through lockdowns and life.

Europe lights up in June with ten unforgettable nights, starting June 12 at London’s O2 Arena.
Manchester, Dublin, Amsterdam, Paris’s Accor Arena, and a stadium-level show at Munich’s Olympiahalle will feel the full Urban treatment—360-degree stage, catwalks into the crowd, and surprise banjo-vs-loop-pedal battles that leave Europeans screaming “yee-haw” in twelve languages. “They sing ‘Days Go By’ like they wrote it in the pub,” Keith laughed. “I’m just bringing the band to keep up.”

Australia and New Zealand close the loop with six massive homecoming shows in August, because no tour is complete without red dirt under his boots.
Sydney’s Qudos Bank Arena, Melbourne’s Rod Laver, Brisbane, Perth, and two nights at Auckland’s Spark Arena will feature special guests Nicole Kidman on tambourine (she’s threatened it for years) and maybe a surprise Keith-Tim-McGraw duet, because some mates are forever.

This isn’t just a tour; it’s a full-throttle celebration of being alive.
Production is next-level: a heart-shaped stage that rises thirty feet, LED wristbands that pulse with every solo, and a mid-show acoustic “in-the-round” segment where Keith jumps into the crowd with a wireless rig and plays requests shouted from the cheap seats. Every ticket plants a tree in Queensland and funds music education in rural schools—“because every kid deserves a guitar and a dream.”

Tickets vaporized in eight minutes, with #KeithHigh2026 breaking the internet harder than any country tour ever has.
Resale prices hit $5,000 overnight, but Keith immediately dropped 8,000 $49 “Back Row Believer” tickets per show—“for the fans who drove six hours to see me at a county fair in 2001 and never left.”

Keith Urban ended the announcement the only way he knows how:
“I spent thirty years chasing the high of making people feel something.
In 2026 I get 32 nights to bottle it and pour it straight into your soul.”

Dust off your boots, charge your phone, and clear your calendar.
The nicest guy in country music is about to become the loudest.
And the world just got a whole lot higher.