So, Def Leppard at Wrigley Field. Man, when I heard about that, I knew I had to be there. I’ve been a fan since way back, you know? But Wrigley? A baseball stadium for a rock concert? I had my doubts, not gonna lie. Figured the sound might be all over the place.
Getting There and The Whole Vibe
Anyway, I snagged some tickets. Wasn’t easy, these big shows sell out fast, or you’re stuck with nosebleeds unless you pay a fortune. The day finally came, and heading into Wrigleyville was an experience in itself. The streets were just packed, a sea of black t-shirts and excitement. You could feel the buzz in the air, that pre-concert energy, you know?
Getting into Wrigley, well, it’s an old park. Lots of character, but also lots of narrow walkways and confusing signs. Finding our section took a minute. But once we got to our seats, the view of the stage set up on the outfield was pretty impressive. They had massive screens, which I figured would be essential in a place that big.
The Show Itself – Def Leppard, Man!
There were other bands, sure. Standard stadium tour stuff. Some were okay, got the crowd warmed up. But let’s be real, I was there for Def Leppard. And when they finally hit the stage, the place just erupted. It was LOUD. In a good way, mostly.
They kicked things off hard. Joe Elliott, his voice still pretty strong after all these years. And Phil Collen and Vivian Campbell, man, those guys can still shred. They played all the big ones you’d expect:
- “Pour Some Sugar On Me” – obviously, the crowd went absolutely wild.
- “Photograph” – classic.
- “Rock of Ages” – everyone singing along.
- “Hysteria” – that one always gets me.
The light show was insane, huge video walls, everything you’d expect from a massive stadium show. Visually, it was spectacular.
Now, about that sound I was worried about. From where I was sitting, it wasn’t perfect. Sometimes the vocals got a bit lost, or there was a slight echo bouncing around. It’s a ballpark, not a concert hall, so you kind of expect that. But the sheer energy of the band and the crowd mostly made up for it. They were tight, professional, and you could tell they were having a blast up there.
The Not-So-Great Bits (There are Always Some)
Of course, it wasn’t all sunshine and guitar solos. The lines for beer and bathrooms? Forget about it. Miles long. And trying to get out of Wrigley after the show was a complete cattle call. Thousands of people all trying to squeeze through the same exits. Took forever. That’s just part of the deal with these mega-shows, I guess. You just gotta suck it up.
Worth It? Yeah, I’d Say So.
So, was Def Leppard at Wrigley worth the hassle and the slightly iffy sound? Absolutely. Seeing a legendary band like that, with that kind of production, in such an iconic venue, it’s something special. It wasn’t just a concert; it was an event. Despite the minor annoyances, the music was awesome, the atmosphere was electric, and it was a night I won’t forget anytime soon. Sometimes you just gotta go for the experience, you know? And this one delivered.
