The K-pop act’s two-day ‘Follow’ concert in Seoul prove to be a worthy landing place for Korean and international fans alike

“Is this a concert or a festival?” asks SEVENTEEN’s resident showman DK on Saturday (July 22), gesturing to the two sides of the cavernous Gocheok Sky Dome stadium, seemingly weighing the options. It’s a third of the way through day two of their Seoul concerts, and the powerhouse singer is reprising his role as emcee for a vaudeville-esque segment. In booming stereo, he lands on an emphatic answer: “A show you’ve never seen before!”

He’s not lying: when the thirteen-piece band step on stage, you’re in for a show like no other. An outgrowth of the creative autonomy they’ve flexed since day one, and the level of comfort the band has built with one another over the span of a decade, attending a SEVENTEEN show feels like being let in on an inside joke. Between all the bangers and ballads, of which there are many in the three-and-a-half hours, their chemistry leaves room for much delightful spontaneity.

Take their mid-show prank on Mingyu, for example – the members toss furtive glances toward each other during ‘Left & Right’, missing cues, all for the mischievous joy of catching out the unaware rapper, who unbeknownst to him, is the only one who dances the mock choreo. As always, it’s all in good fun: In the following song, Mingyu does the fake moves over and over with a bashful grin.

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SEVENTEEN’s Jeonghan, Joshua, Woozi and DK. Credit: Pledis Entertainment

Missing from the chaos tonight, however, is member Seungkwan’s exuberance and wit (not to mention vocal virtuosity), as the singer is currently on hiatus. These are big shoes to fill, and in ‘Dust’ and ‘Pinwheel’, DK pulls double duty, his warm lower register a devastating contrast to Woozi’s airy soprano and Jeonghan and Joshua’s gentler tones.

In suave suits, HoshiJunThe8 and Dino then hit the stage with a rocked-out version of ‘Highlight’, prompting loud gasps with their swift magnetism. Later, they lose their ties for the undeniably sexy ‘I Don’t Understand But I Luv U’, clavicles on full display through the lidded gazes and body rolls.

Sirens announce the Hip-Hop unit’s raucous set, bouncing between madcap brag raps ‘Back It Up’ and ‘Fire’. Putting up a cocky front, S.Coups, Wonwoo, Mingyu and Vernon track their long road to success (“Made it this far, got nothing to prove / Just look back at our footprints”) and take stock of where they are now: “Been touring domes now, haven’t you heard now?” Vernon raps in English, arcing his finger up toward the roof overhead.

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SEVENTEEN’s S.Coups. Vernon, Wonwoo and Mingyu. Credit: Pledis Entertainment

You could see that growth in the confidence and swagger of opening trifecta of ‘Super’, ‘Don Quixote’ and ‘Clap’, which immediately set the bar as high as maestro Woozi on his elevated rig (He gets the most definitive mic drop of the whole night, only one song in). Or in the fluid, breathtaking choreo of throwback classics ‘Don’t Wanna Cry’ and ‘Thanks’, in which their twelve bodies unfurl in a wave of sinuous motion, as if a single entity. Crowd-pleasers ‘Anyone’ and ‘Good To Me’ also lay bare the transformation of boys to men.

The pièce de résistance of their showmanship is the extended version of ‘Hot’, which set the stadium ablaze by soliciting screams of “Hot, hot, hot” from the audience, before the charismatic, composed Dino rips off his jacket and careens into the high-energy finale: a runaway train of an encore, that, by the end, has the members panting into their mics.

Energy is the word of the night – and, for once, the fans may have SEVENTEEN beat in that department. A visibly tired Jeonghan flops around like a human cheer-o-meter (“Everyone please raise him up!”) and, as a nod to Seungkwan in his absence, Mingyu and the crowd take turns bandying an invisible orange back and forth, growing in size with each pass, until it’s so large the rapper falls flat on his back at its enormous, pretend weight.

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SEVENTEEN’s Dino, The8, Jun and Hoshi. Credit: Pledis Entertainment
“I think as we age, our stamina seems to decrease,” enigmatic dancer Jun confesses near the end of the concert, before shooting a quick “Sorry!” to the older members. But, even if the group doesn’t have the physical resilience they once did, the abiding energy of the fans in the room feeds their inner fire, Jun says. It echoes a sentiment he conveyed the day before: “When I think about it, I have found my sun, and that is all of you.”

And, after night one was cut short due to the stadium’s curfew, today became the day to leave everything on the stage, and in the stands. In what can only be described as an exhaustive battle of endurance between artist and audience, SEVENTEEN send off the show by jumping, bounding through the aisles, and belting high notes through what must be a record number of ‘Aju Nice’s (15, to be precise).

“We won’t let you go home tonight,” Woozi teases early on, and it’s a statement Carats, the name for SEVENTEEN’s fans, clearly take to heart, shouting “Hanbeon deo!” (“One more time!”) through even the members’ final bows – the first one, the second one, and then the third and real final bow, after a couple more rounds of ‘Aju Nice’ in between for good measure.

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SEVENTEEN. Credit: Pledis Entertainment

The atmosphere is like that all night long, everyone slowly catching their bearings after a punishingly hot and humid Friday – this is, after all, the first Seoul summer for some who came from afar. Outside the stadium doors, strangers conversed eagerly in a medley of languages; inside, the cheers whenever members spoke in their native Mandarin or English were deafening.

“You all have your own lives, and yet you came here from far away,” Woozi says in his sincere ending speech. But it’s less about the distance traveled individually than the memories created together. It’s that intangible feeling that lasts a lifetime. “Even though it can’t be seen with our eyes,” he continues, “it’s a happiness that was carried here.”

Close to the end of the night, the members hop into motorized carts to make their rounds around the stadium floor, performing ‘Run to You’ and ‘To You’ directly to the fans. “Then I can find you,” they sing in harmony with the crowd. “Who cares if it’s a bit far?” Certainly not the thousands looking out at the scene in shared rapture. Like whatever journey they’d been on to get here, it had been worth it and more.

SEVENTEEN played:

‘Super’
‘Don Quixote’
‘Clap’
‘Don’t Wanna Cry’
‘F*ck My Life’
‘Thanks’
‘Dust’
‘Pinwheel’
‘Highlight’
‘I Don’t Understand But I Luv U’
‘Back It Up’
‘Fire’
‘Home;run’
‘Left & Right’
‘Beautiful’
‘April Shower’
‘Kidult’
‘Anyone’
‘Good to Me’
‘Hot’
‘Run to You’
‘To You’
‘Hit’
‘Very Nice’

“I received plenty of comments saying it was far too soon to ‘go solo’,” Geese frontman Cameron Winter told NME last year while reflecting on how people initially reacted to his decision to branch out on his own. “Most likely because a lot of folks assume that ‘solo albums’ only happen once a band has passed its peak and that they usually feel like uninspired cash grabs.”

Honestly, everyone is trying to earn a living however they can these days, yet no one expected a Geese side project to generate any real financial payoff in 2024. “Just so you know,” he went on, “my solo album is different: because barely anyone knows my band, I am young and comfortable living with my parents and I have the freedom to follow any ideas that interest me.”

Brooklyn indie followers and former NME cover stars Geese were gaining real momentum when their second album ‘3D Country’ mixed cowboy psychedelia with a jazzy, art-punk energy that had already captured the attention of many UK 6 Music dads back in 2023, but who could have predicted what came next? Geese have become one of the most talked-about bands of 2025 and are expected to dominate multiple end-of-year lists with the ambitious and full-range rock of ‘Getting Killed’. Yet the moment that set the stage for this rise was Winter’s Lou Reed-inspired debut solo record ‘Heavy Metal’.

Cameron Winter live at The Roundhouse, London. Credit: Lewis Evans
Cameron Winter live at The Roundhouse, London. Credit: Lewis Evans
 

A handful of late-night US television appearances and a spot on Jools Holland acted as a welcoming doorway for the world to see what this 23-year-old can do far beyond what many twice or three times his age are capable of. Now the sold-out Roundhouse audience made up of indie teens, art school regulars, fans who traveled across Europe and seasoned listeners reacts with a collective breath as a slight opening in the stage curtain reveals the silhouette of Winter seated at a piano. First comes a spark of excitement, then a sudden hush.

There is no flashy social media moment, no chatter overriding the music and almost no sea of raised phones. There is a sincerity to how the night unfolds. The Geese singer barely turns toward the audience. “Turn around!” someone calls out from the balcony at one stage. “Is this not enough for you all?” Winter teases back. For some, maybe it was more than enough. At least four people appear to faint around the warm and crowded Roundhouse while the room stands in absolute focus as Winter moves through the dreamlike storytelling of ‘Try As I May’, the emotional swirl of ‘The Rolling Stones’, the bright lift of ‘Love Takes Miles’ and the sermon-like stomp of ‘Nausicaä (Love Will Be Revealed)’. When he reaches the intense and spiritually charged ‘$0’, even the most skeptical hipster might be convinced that “I’m not kidding, God is actually real”. In that moment, it feels as though we all understand.

The entire performance can be summed up in how ‘Drinking Age’ unfolds. It starts softly with a gentle touch on the keys before erupting into a thunderous attack on the Steinway that could echo into next year, followed by a long, open cry aimed toward the sky. Winter somehow manages to blend something minimal with something enormous, something grounded with something cosmic, a delicate approach that hits with staggering force as he reaches toward ideas of existence, heaven, hell and everything surrounding them.

Cameron Winter live at The Roundhouse, London. Credit: Lewis Evans
Cameron Winter live at The Roundhouse, London. Credit: Lewis Evans
 

Winter could recite the phone book and still leave a crowd stunned. He carries the spirit of a post-punk Rufus Wainwright you can play alongside The Strokes and Arctic Monkeys, a Gen Z Tom Waits for listeners exhausted by TikTok overload, a new Nick Cave who arrives at exactly the moment he is needed. His voice feels older than his years yet perfectly suited to express the concerns and emotions of his own generation.

We will continue praising Geese endlessly because they deserve it. They are an extraordinary burst of musical creativity that goes far beyond what their lineup would ever imply, and along with Fontaines D.C., they are poised to become one of the decade’s essential bands. Still, tonight offers something quieter and more intimate. Cameron Winter stands completely on his own power, talent and magnetism, proving himself a rising force who can hold an entire room with only his voice, a piano and an entire future waiting for him.

Cameron Winter played:

‘Try as I May’
‘Emperor XIII in Shades’
‘The Rolling Stones’
‘Love Takes Miles’
‘Drinking Age’
‘Serious World’
‘Nausicaä (Love Will Be Revealed)’
‘If You Turn Back Now’
‘Vines’
‘Nina + Field of Cops’
‘$0’
‘Take It With You’
‘Cancer of the Skull’

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