The Beatles’ 1964 world tour ended on 30 June 1964, with two shows at the Festival Hall in Brisbane. Each of the concerts was seen by 5,500 fans.
During the day they took two hire cars to the Gold Coast, where they spent time relaxing on a stretch of sand between Broadbeach and Surfers Paradise.
The Beatles returned to Lennons Hotel in Brisbane after their second concert of the night. The following day they began their long return journey back to England.
Last updated: 24 January 2024
Also on this day...
- 2016: Paul McCartney live: Rock Werchter
- 2000: Ringo Starr and his All-Starr Band live: Taste of Minnesota 2000, Saint Paul
- 1990: Paul McCartney live: Knebworth Festival
- 1968: Paul McCartney records Thingumybob by Black Dyke Mills Band
- 1966: The Beatles live: Nippon Budokan Hall, Tokyo
- 1965: The Beatles live: Palais des Expositions, Nice, France
- 1963: The Beatles live: ABC Cinema, Great Yarmouth
- 1962: The Beatles live: Heswall Jazz Club, Wirral
- 1961: The Beatles live: Top Ten Club, Hamburg
- 1960: The Silver Beetles live: The Institute, Neston, Wirral
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I saw the Beatles at Festival Hall for the first concert. I was at Qld Uni at a College and we queued for 2 days to get tickets. Couldn’t hear much because of the screaming. A group from our College wanted to get a name for ourselves so, stupidly we decided we would throw eggs at the Beatles at the Airport. Young and stupid. The poor Beatles thought that this would start a fad similar to girls throwing their panties at Tom Jones. It was in all the papers
I was there too, as a well-behaved 17-year-old, I think for the later concert, and with my sister and a workmate rather than with a group of morons posing as university students.
Not being an idle and well-funded student of independent means I was unable to dodge lectures (I was attending UQ part-time and went to all my lectures after a day’s work, as humble people did in those days because the taxpayer didn’t pick up the tab and most of didn’t have rich parents or win Commonwealth Scholarships, which were very scarce and required well-heeled parents anyway).
My mother queued for the tickets for us, and although it was a marvellous, selfless thing for her to do, it was more like two hours than two days; no one queued for two days. We had good seats too, although it’s true that you couldn’t hear anything because of the screaming young females (plus perhaps the cretinous full-time male university “students” making their recently-broken voices heard).
The Beatles certainly did not think that throwing eggs at them (and yes it was a very, very (how many verys may I include?) stupid thing to do) would start a trend, nor was it in all the papers. How extraordinary and cringeworthy that you and your cohort thought it a good idea.
Katter, as the son of a Commonwealth parliamentarian did throw eggs at The Beatles at the airport, and bad cess to him for having done so.
Young and stupid, eh? Is that supposed to be a defence?
We were all young, but we weren’t all stupid; perhaps you had to be well-off and young to be stupid? Most people were sensible in 1964; I remember it well.
I do hope you’re not an “eminent” jurist, parliamentarian, medical man or anything moderately important, Eddie, because your confession that you spent your university time as a fool is most distressing.
You are now at least as old as I am Eddie, but throwing eggs at The Beatles is up there with tripping the Queen.
Have you ever done that?