Let it be recorded in the sacred tomes of our musical age: upon the Third Day of June, in the Year of Our Lord 2002, beneath the gilded spires of Buckingham Palace, there unfolded a spectacle most wondrous, in honour of Her Majesty Queen Elizabeth II, on the golden occasion of her Jubilee of Fifty Years upon the throne.
This grand festivity, known henceforth as the “Party at the Palace,” did summon forth the mightiest troubadours of the realm — legends whose names echo across the kingdoms of melody and rhythm.

The Gathering of the Greats
From the far corners of Albion’s musical dominion, there came forth:
- Sir Brian May, with fingers ablaze upon the strings of his crimson lute;
- Sir Paul McCartney, bard of The Beatles, bearer of many crowns;
- Sir Roger Taylor, thunderer of drums and faithful companion of Mercury;
- Sir Eric of Clapton, wielder of the divine guitar;
- And Sir Rod of Stewart, whose voice carries the rasp of a thousand songs.
Together, they did not merely perform—they conjured a living hymn of unity, rendering unto the gathered throng the sacred ballad “All You Need Is Love,” penned by the late and venerated John of Lennon.
A Tribute Across Time
This song, once first heard by the world on the Twenty-Fifth Day of June, in the Year 1967, during the famed “Our World” satellite broadcast, reached the ears of more than four hundred million souls in five and twenty lands — a feat most marvellous for its age.
And so, in the year 2002, these lords of melody brought it forth anew, not only as tribute to Her Majesty, but as a solemn offering to the spirits of the fallen — George Harrison, prince of quiet strings; and Freddie Mercury, king of the operatic stage.
The harmonies rose into the heavens above the palace, and the hearts of all who stood witness were stirred beyond measure.
In Eternal Echo
Thus did the evening become more than merriment — it became history, a gathering of sacred voices in loyal service to Queen and country, and to the eternal bond between song and soul.
Let the scribes and bards of future days know: on that blessed night, the very spirit of music knelt before the throne — and sang.