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For nearly four decades, Green Day have been the snot-nosed saviours of punk rock. Whether they’re spewing political commentary or delivering tongue-in-cheek bursts of vulgarity, Billie Joe Armstrong and his brat-pack’s tunes have soundtracked multiple generations of rock fans – and, tonight, the California punks are celebrating the anniversary of two of their most defining records.
While the birthday bash will be marking Dookie and American Idiot’s respective 30th and 20th anniversaries, the set will also be ticking off a glaring gap on Green Day’s bucketlist: performing at Download. Somehow, the gang have never graced the Donington Park stage – and, as the screen flashes with clips from across the years, from fresh-faced Kerplunk rascals to matured Revolution Radio rockers, it feels like they’re making up for lost time, acquainting their past selves with the festival grounds they wouldn’t see until their 50s.
But the fans aren’t bitter about the wait – quite the opposite. As the gang’s pink bunny mascot parades out onstage, pumping up the crowd by doing the worm and a few handstands, the crowd is on edge, waiting for our favourite pop punk trio to finally emerge. When they do, kicking off with American Idiot, everyone knows this set is going to be something special.
From the instant wallop of American Idiot, complete with the timely lyrical tweak “not a part of the Elon agenda”, it feels like the perfect time for Green Day to make their debut. In a time of such political unrest, there’s an extra tension to Armstrong’s performance, every maniacal glare into the crowd urgent. Cruising into Holiday, they double down on the fury, Armstrong punctuating the track with a cry of “ladies and gentlemen, we are slipping into fascism…it’s up to us to fight back!”
Of course, alongside the fury, there’s plenty of joy. Know Your Enemy sees the frontman pulling his usual schtick of picking a fan out of the crowd – and the chosen fan gladly prances around onstage, cheerleader pompoms in hand as she howls the chorus into mic, gloriously thick British accent totally at odds with Armstrong’s Californian twang. And people say the Brits have no culture!
In contrast to American Idiot and 21st Century Breakdown, the Dookie injections serve as a reminder of how immature the gang once were. As thousands of voices sing along to Longview, it’s wild to consider the circumstances when the track was written – a song written by a young slacker about wanking, now being performed on a festival mainstage. The world truly works in mysterious ways.
This diversity, moving from cheeky immaturity into poignant anthems, is what defines Green Day. The group are easily able to unleash the rip-roaring St. Jimmy, Armstrong embodying the essence of teenage rebellion, while still delivering the full emotional weight of Wake Me Up When September Ends. As it rings across the field, Armstrong’s performance actually seems to reach up into the heavens – because the lyric “here comes the rain again” genuinely welcomes in a downpour.
As the end draws ever-closer, the Dookie blimp having floated across the crowd and the masses howling every word of Jesus of Suburbia into their friends’ faces, Armstrong has even successfully got the masses to scream “you fat bastard!” at Donald Trump. The only thing left is a goodbye – and it comes in the form of Good Riddance, with the final croon of “I hope you had the time of your life” ringing out over the crowd. Yep, we certainly did.
Green Day Download 2025 setlist
American Idiot
Holiday
Know Your Enemy
Boulevard of Broken Dreams
One Eyed Bastard
Revolution Radio
Longview
Welcome to Paradise
Hitchin' a Ride
J.A.R. (Jason Andrew Relva)
Brain Stew
St. Jimmy
Dilemma
21 Guns
Minority
Basket Case
When I Come Around
Wake Me Up When September Ends
Jesus of Suburbia
Bobby Sox
Encore
Good Riddance (Time of Your Life)
Full-time freelancer, part-time music festival gremlin, Emily first cut her journalistic teeth when she co-founded Bittersweet Press in 2019. After asserting herself as a home-grown, emo-loving, nu-metal apologist, Clash Magazine would eventually invite Emily to join their Editorial team in 2022. In the following year, she would pen her first piece for Metal Hammer - unfortunately for the team, Emily has since become a regular fixture. When she’s not blasting metal for Hammer, she also scribbles for Rock Sound, Why Now and Guitar and more.