I guess it would be just hearing the crowd sing along to all the big hits like Hey Jude, Give Peace A Chance, and being able to hear some other classics like Can't Buy Me Love and Lady Madonna. I've always been a big Beatles fan, so it was just awesome to be able to finally get to tell people that I've seen McCartney (in a festival setting no less). Ever since I saw the vids of McCartney headlining Glastonbury back in 2004, he was my #1 for most wanted headliners...I knew it had to happen sooner or later.
The only problem is I got sick during his set! I was on the rail front row, and for whatever STUPID reason (see I make stupid decisions when I'm up front and close) I decided to get a better view by going back in the crowd by about 10-12 rows right before Morrissey. Then my back started to kill me and I had no room to sit down or stretch it out or whatever, and about halfway into Macca's set I think I got a case of bad heat exhaustion (hadn't drank anything since like 4pm that day) and totally felt like I was gonna throw up and pass out.
It's that feeling you have like you feel like you get all pale and sweaty and you just wanna fall over...that's what was happening to me and I had no room to even move! I remember thinking to myself please don't throw up on the person in front of you. So I had to make the decision to grab my backpack off the ground and fight my way out of the crowd and to the VIP fence area where I could lay down...felt like that was my only chance for survival. So that's what I did, under heavy regret because Paul was just starting to go into the bigger hits and I was gonna miss all the sing alongs. But that's what I did.....I got out and laid down by the fence ready to die while Paul was singing Live and Let Die and all the fireworks going off....the biggest headliner ever who I wanted to see the most with the crowd singing along, something I dreamed about for 5 years, and there I was passed out feeling sick to my stomach. Sucks so much. I never did throw up though, I felt fine by the time Paul was finishing his last encore. I always sorta thought that if I had stuck by the rail to begin with, I would have been fine...I would at least had something to lean on, and maybe barter a bottle of water from the security guards.