Yung Gravy at Roseland Theater

Voluptuous Voyage Tour 2025

Okay Portland, it’s officially Gravy time. ‘Cause Yung Gravy is pulling up to the Roseland Theater on Monday, October 20th, and we hope you’re stretched out and hydrated because this one’s gonna get real saucy real fast. The Voluptuous Voyage Tour is setting sail, and this stop in Oregon is about to be a certified gravy boat party — no paddle needed. First off, let’s talk about that tour name. Voluptuous Voyage 2025. Like??? Only Gravy could name a tour something like that and make it make perfect sense. It’s funny, it’s ridiculous, and it’s got curves — just like his beats. This tour isn’t just a lil’ cruise around the country. It’s a full-blown celebration of how far Gravy’s come, from home cooked meals and slinging memes + bangers on SoundCloud in college to selling out shows and going platinum with tracks like “Betty (Get Money)” and Mr. Clean. The dude turned internet chaos into a legit empire and did it all while wearing a robe and probably sipping a mimosa. Now he’s out here headlining major venues and throwing the kind of party you’ll be talking about for the next six Thanksgivings. And Portland? Y’all know how to show out. So you already know this night’s gonna be extra rowdy.

Gravy’s sound is this wild swirl of old-school soul samples, absurd bars, trap drums, and pure charisma — like if Barry White and Weird Al had a baby and raised it in the TikTok era. It shouldn’t work, but it really, really does. And he’s not coming alone — word on the street is his buddy Carter Vail is hopping on the ride again, bringing the dreamy indie vibes before the madness kicks in. Might even be some surprise guests too. You never know with Gravy.

So yeah. Monday night's I guess the club does go up - at least it does here in downtown Portland. A rapper named Yung Gravy is setting the scene. A show named Voluptuous Voyage - weird I know, but trust us on this one. If that doesn’t sound like the most beautifully terrible idea you’ve ever had, we don’t know what does. Cop your tickets, grab something sequined, and prepare to yell every word like your life depends on it. Let’s make it a night for the sauce gods of P, let’s get litty Portland!