I was at the concert too! As one is standing right in front
of the stage…I was in the left front row. Great story just how we (with 4
friends) ever got to sit in the front row! Great time! Great memories! I have
two different pictures of the Beatles singing…a little blurry, but very cool!
Right after the Beatles left the stage (at the end of the concert)I ran up to
the stage and managed to get a Boston Policeman to reach up onto the stage and
grab a “Beatles” hat right off the stage for me! Whether it was one of their
hats, I will never know. I thought it was John’s cap… but not sure of that. I
was in my senior year of High School and I will never forget that night!!!
–Betsey
I was 11 at the time and I had to fight to go. My oldest
sister promised to protect me. As it turned out another of my sisters punched
me in my eye–she was charging into the crowd as someone yelled “there they
are!” Not so.
We got into the show thanks to my Boston Police detective
busting a scalper (12 hot tickets), and this lead to a phone call to our
house–”anyone want to go to the Beatles?” That’s when the madness started.
AWESOME. –Leo B.
I was in fifth grade and was in the front row at the railing
of the first balcony. I remember it like it was yesterday, even what i was
wearing. God Bless my friend whose uncle got us tickets. I begged my parents to
let me go and they said, "Yes".
I was there standing just to John's right .. wish there were
more footage. When they're all looking over to their right .. they're keeping
time as a Tidal Wave Scream which started at the very back of the Garden rolled
forward crashing onto their stage totally wiping out the sound .. zero sound ..
totally angered John .
“When it was all over, nobody wanted to leave. Girls were
crying; people were overwhelmed. I remember seeing a police officer trying to
pull a girl out of her chair but she wouldn’t let go of the chair and kicked
him!” --Jeanne B.
“We were in the first balcony, first row to the left, and my
mother was afraid we were going to be pushed over the balcony by one of the
crazy fans. We just sat there yelling and crying while holding up homemade
signs (I love Paul or John, I think). We couldn’t even hear them play; we just
sat there like fools.”—Donna M.
“I remember there was all this talk about to scream or not
to scream at concerts. Before the concert we thought we will scream, but once
we were there and the Beatles actually ran on the stage I was very quiet. I
couldn’t believe we were in the same room with the Beatles.” – Elizabeth G.
“I ran down until I reached the first set of chairs on the
same side next to the stage. I stood up on the seats and started screaming just
like everyone else. [It was contagious, like a mob scene, but we were pretty
well behaved.] At one point too many of us had climbed onto the same set of
chairs and it fell backwards. Most of us who had been on the set of seats just
stood the chairs back up, climbed on top of them, and went on screaming, just
like nothing had happened.” –Eleanor B.
It's so funny how each city's fans actually DO have their own character!! The confetti shot is hilarious! And these stories are particularly spirited! Love it.
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