I wouldn't say it was my favorite show ever, but maybe the coolest event I ever attended was on a blistering hot day, and the tickets were... there were no tickets. It was freakin' free.
They said about half-a-million people packed The Great Lawn that day, and I believe that may be true. I do not know.
We'd recently lost one of our best friends (and group/crew "leader") to a horrific drowning incident. Elton opened with Funeral for a Friend/Love Lies Bleeding, and I still get chills thinking about it (miss ya forever, Tommy B.).
This moment ("Imagine") was the first anyone had ever heard that Lennon might tour again. There was silence and confusion as he played, but as the day went on, and it began to sink in, the place went pretty crazy. The Dakota was very visible off to the west, and everyone was screaming for John to come and play, as it did as Madison Square Garden some years earlier. That didn't happen, but the electricity was palpable
throughout the entire event.
A mere three months later, it was all shattered.
It was about 100 degrees in the shade, and we then went down to Mulberry Street for the San Genarro Feast, which was also running at the time.
I have absolutely zero recollection of the train ride home (not an unprecedented situation, actually).
Wow. Where'd I just go, and where/when am I now?
Tears fall.