Oh no, not again! Fyre Festival 2 “postponed” weeks before launch – but it’s totally still happening, promise
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Just when we thought 2025 couldn’t get any more unhinged, Fyre Festival 2 has pulled a classic vanishing act. The much-hyped, allegedly luxurious sequel to 2017’s flaming trash fire of a music event has been, ahem, “postponed.” Mere weeks before it was due to kick off in Mexico. Because of course it has.
In case you missed the trailer for this sequel no one asked for, Fyre 2 was meant to redeem Billy McFarland’s festival rep — you know, after the first one left influencers stranded with soggy mattresses, slices of sad cheese, and a PR disaster that ended in a wire fraud conviction. No biggie.
Tickets for round two started at a spicy $1,400 and went up to $25,000 for the “luxury” tier. But wait — there was also a $1 million “Prometheus God of Fyre” package, complete with a private yacht and 24/7 chauffeur. We’re guessing that included a fast getaway, too?
But here’s where the flames really start licking: Mexican tourism officials were like, “Fyre who?” Isla Mujeres, one of the festival’s rumoured spots, said they had zero knowledge of any such event. A rep told The Guardian: “This is an event that does not exist.”
Which is a pretty bold statement considering the website had been touting Mexico as the sun-drenched paradise for this phoenix to rise. Fyre’s response? A series of Insta posts and emails insisting that the event was totally real, fully permitted, and backed by the Playa del Carmen government… who then also turned around and denied knowing anything about it. Awkward.
Festival organisers now claim they were blindsided after locking in venues and hotels, and building the infrastructure. They even accused local authorities of pulling the ultimate gaslight — taking the money, saying yes, and then ghosting like a dodgy Hinge date.
So now the hunt is on for a new location. Billy McFarland and co. say the show will go on. Somewhere. Sometime. Stay tuned for more cryptic updates and possibly another Netflix documentary.
And remember kids, if someone offers you a million-dollar “God of Fyre” package… maybe just buy a Glasto ticket and a waterproof poncho instead.
