Queen
At
the beginning of 1975, Queen were, to be truthful, just another heavy
rock act. They were more interesting than most, largely thanks to
their OTT frontman Freddie Mercury and Brian May's explosive way with
a guitar, but the band weren't going anywhere really . . . And that's
when Bohemian Rhapsody happened!
The song utilized six studios and every mixing
desk trick available to layer instruments and 120 backing vocals to
create an audacious barrage of sound in a quasi-symphonic piece which
even included bits of real opera. And there was little to prepare the
public for either the single, or the album it came from . . . The
track was seven minutes long and EMI were reluctant to release it
until a tape was 'leaked' to London DJ Kenny Everett who played it
several times in its entirety.
Subsequent
demand tipped the record company's hand and it stayed at Number 1 in
the UK for nine weeks. It was also one of the first records to make
use of a specially made video. Bohemian Rhapsody went on to
sell into the seven figure bracket and boosted Queen into rock's
stratosphere.
Sadly, on 24 November 1991, the big disease with
the little name took the queen out of Queen. The newspapers used
the word "gaunt" until even the thickest hetero Queen fan
started to twig that something was rotten in the state of Freddie. At
Mercury's cremation, the exit music was D'Amor sull'ali rosee
from Verdi's opera Il Trovatore, sung by his old mucker
Monserrat Caballe. None of your rock music. Queen soldiered on.
They recorded the Made In Heaven album with Mercury's ghost and
played the stodgy, all-star tribute concert at Wembley under the
justification umbrella of "it's what he would've wanted"
(although it's doubtful he would've wanted Axl Rose within five miles
of the twin towers).
It would be crazy to say that we didn't
appreciate how good Freddie Mercury was until George Michael and Lisa
Stansfield attempted to fill his boots on These Are The Days Of Our
Lives. But it was clear that Taylor, Brian May and John Deacon
were just a bunch of brilliant songwriters and musicians without him.
For some, Queen came to represent the worst of credit-card rock excess
in the 80s. The Nuremberg allusions in the Radio Ga Ga video
might have been a joke, but the cretinous decision to play Sun City
wasn't.
It
was the decade of Live Aid, the event at which Queen proved that a
stadium requires a stadium rock act. Sadly, it was also the
decade of AIDS.
In 1981, Freddie Mercury celebrated his 35th
birthday in typically Mercurial style by flying some mates over to New
York (his favorite city) on Concorde and partying for five days,
during which they necked £30,000 worth of vintage champagne and
Freddie ended up splayed on a bed of gladioli.
Untimely death lent his life a retrospective air
of tragedy, of grand opera. In the posthumous biography by Lesley-Ann
Jones, Paul Gambaccini relates the night he realized that
"Freddie Mercury was going to die". It was 1984 and they
were in London (gay) nightclub Heaven. Gambaccini asked the
singer if he had tempered his promiscuous lifestyle since AIDS went
overground. "Darling," he replied. "My attitude is,
fuck it."
Because his death put an end to Queen's 21-year
career, it's too easy to come to the conclusion that Freddie Mercury was
Queen, and vice versa. It's true that his incredible drive lay
behind their formation in 1970 (guess who thought of the name, too). A
year into their nascent career, Brian May was still mid-PhD, Roger
Taylor was doing a biology degree and John Deacon was an electronics
student. Thus, the task of keeping the fire burning beneath the group
befell Mercury.
May had been developing what would become the
"Queen guitar sound" since the age of 16, when he had
custom-built his own instrument out of an old mahogany fireplace.
He played with an old sixpence that would subsequently earn him untold
millions.
Take
May out of Queen and the group is just as bereft as without Mercury.
To consider Mercury's sparing solo work is to answer the question: is
he the equal of Queen when away from them?
After all, he is credited as sole songwriter on
many of the band's key early hits (Bohemian Rhapsody, Killer
Queen, We Are The Champions, Don't
Stop Me Now). Did he really need the hairy blokes with doctorates?
At the end of the day, yes.
Queen defined post-Beatles British rock, for
better or for worse. More importantly, Freddie Mercury rewrote the job
description for "frontman" and lived out every single one of
his fantasies on behalf of Queen fans everywhere. Let them rest in
peace now.
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