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Who Is Supporting Bruno Mars In London

So, Bruno Mars is hitting London again. Obviously. The man practically owns the O2 Arena at this point, right? But with every massive tour comes a massive question: who on earth is warm enough to open for him?

The Usual Suspects… Or Not?

Let’s be real: Bruno doesn’t just pick anyone. His bar for live energy is sky-high. We’re talking about a guy who performs like he’s in a 70s soul train that never stops.

Word on the street (and by “street” I mean my very reliable friend in a ticket queue) is that he’s bringing a mix of classic favourites and fresh blood. It’s a carefully curated vibe, not a random playlist shuffle.

The Soul Throwback

First up, you’ve got to have soul. And I don’t mean just any soul—I mean Anderson .Paak is always lurking in Bruno’s orbit. Remember their Silk Sonic project? Pure magic.

But here’s the tea: Anderson .Paak is a superstar in his own right now. Is he really “supporting” or is he just guest-starring at select shows? It’s a blurry line, and frankly, I’d take either.

His drum solos alone could power the entire London grid. Imagine that thunder rolling through the O2. Goosebumps, right?

The R&B Princess

Then there’s H.E.R.. If you haven’t heard her shred a guitar while singing about heartbreak, have you even lived? She’s the perfect palate cleanser before Bruno’s confetti explosion.

Her set is all moody lights and killer vocals. It’s like a deep breath before a dance marathon. Plus, can you imagine them doing a duet on “Finesse”? The crowd would lose it.

I swear, if she doesn’t open at least one night, Londoners should riot. Politely, of course. With jazz hands.

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The Wild Card Nobody Saw Coming

Now, grab your coffee, because this is the juicy part. Rumour has it Bruno is testing out a UK newcomer. I’m hearing whispers of Raye. Yes, that Raye.

She’s been on a massive rise, breaking free from old labels and crushing it. Her voice is pure fire, and she’s got that London swagger. Bruno loves a story of resilience. Raye’s story? Legendary.

Can you picture her belting “Escapism” into a stadium? The bass would shake your coffee cup. It’s a match made in pop music heaven.

Don’t Forget the Funk Machine

We can’t talk about Bruno without talking about his band. They’re not just background noise—they’re the Hooligans. And sometimes, they take the stage before he does.

Picture this: the lights go dark. A horn line rips through the silence. The crowd goes bananas. It’s not a “support act” in the traditional sense—it’s a ritual.

They warm you up like a toaster. By the time Bruno struts out in his silk shirt, you’re already sweating. Smart move, Mars. Very smart.

The Romantic Tour: Bruno Mars, London 22 July | GrintaHubThe Romantic Tour: Bruno Mars, London 22 July | GrintaHub

What About the X-Factor?

Here’s the thing about Bruno: he’s a control freak (in the best way). He curates the entire experience. So whoever opens for him in London will be handpicked for maximum chemistry.

Expect setlist changes, surprise duets, and possibly a random cover from a 60s Motown classic. The man loves a curveball. Last tour, he brought out Mark Ronson for a DJ set. Unexpected? Yes. Epic? Absolutely.

So if you’re going to a show in London, don’t arrive late. You might miss the secret sauce. And trust me, you don’t want to be the person who missed the real party before the party.

Final (Very Serious) Prediction

My gut says we’re getting a rotating lineup. One night it’s H.E.R., another it’s a DJ set from a secret guest, and maybe—just maybe—a local grime artist Bruno wants to champion.

He’s smart like that. He knows London loves variety. We’re a city of mash-ups. We put chicken on pizza and call it dinner. So a mixed-bag support act? Child’s play.

Whoever it is, one thing is certain: Bruno Mars doesn’t do boring. If you’ve got tickets, you’re in for a treat. If you don’t… well, start camping outside the O2 now. Bring snacks. And maybe a spare pair of dancing shoes.

See you in the queue. I’ll be the one humming “Uptown Funk” while pretending to work.