Kurt Cobain about Freddie Mercury on his interview :
“I used to take a nap in the van and listen to Queen. Over and over again and drain the battery on the van. Then we’d be stuck. That happened a few times. We’d be stuck with a dead battery because I’d listened to Freddie Mercury too much.”
“You hate it too, don’t you.” His head falls when he sees my face after he read all the lyrics to me. “I don’t hate it… it’s just… it’s your kind of song and not something I would jam out to.” I pick his head up. “It’s not terrible, Roger. Just a tad weird and funny. But since you like the song so much, I shouldn’t shit on it. Before anyone judges it, I think they should wait to hear the final project.” I smile at him to cheer him up. “So you like Brian’s cheese lyric more?” He raises an eyebrow at me. “Not really. I like Deaky’s song the most.” I smile at him and he hits me.
“Of course you do. You love Deaky more than me and Brian.” He lays back in the grass. “I do not! I love you all equally!” I slap his leg and he sits back up. “I call bullshit, you’ve gotten with the two of them in the pass.” He smirks at me. “When did you find out about Me and Deaky? We didn’t tell any of you.” I look at him shocked. “Anytime you two drank around us I always say the glances between you two. Then you both say you’re ready for bed. I mean, I found it obvious while the others were clueless.” He laughs and I roll my eyes at him. “Why did you keep it to yourself for the last two years?” I ask him resting my arms on my knees.
“Wasn’t my business to tell people. You two were secretive about so.” He shrugs his shoulders and I smile at him. “How are you and relationships working out? You’re the only one without a girlfriend.” I wink at him and him hit me, “What about you? You don’t have a boyfriend.” I roll my eyes. “Tell me, when do I have time to meet guys? I’m always doing stuff for you four on tour and in the studio.” I lay back on the grass looking at the sky. “Well it’s sorta the same for me too. Touring, studio, so I don’t have time to actually get to know someone. The girls I get with are just for fun, and they don’t want anything but that.” He lays next to me looking at me.
“Well we both suck at finding someone.” I laugh then fell him hold my hand. “We’ll find someone at some point.” He says looking up at the sky. “Yeah, everyone has someone out there for them. It just takes time to find that person.” I look back up at the sky again. We stay like this till we hear yelling in the distance, “WHAT IN THE BLOODY HELL ARE YOU TEO DOING! WE HAVE WORK TO DO!” I sit up and see Paul scream at us in the distance. “I’m never going to like him.” I say standing up then help Roger up. “Me neither.” He wraps his arm around me shoulder as we walk back.
“Busy day today lads!” I hear Paul yell walking through the house banging on a few doors. “Right, it’s Brian’s day in the recording studio.” I stretch in bed making sure not to hit Roger. I get out of bed and grab clothes to change into. To be honest I didn’t mind about changing my trousers in front of Roger, but I go to the bathroom to put my shirt on.
We all make our way to the recording studio and Paul stops me. “Why don’t you do your job and make us some coffee.” He smiles and pushes me into the kitchen as they carried on. “Why don’t you do your job and make us some coffee.” I mock him while I start to make coffee. “Thank you, Alice.” I hear Roger behind me and I turn around to see him sitting down. “You’re welcome, Roger.” I smile turning back around. “That’s what I forgot to talk to you about yesterday on the hill. Why don’t you call me other names? Brian is Bri and John is Deaky. I’m just plain old Roger.” He turns me around to face him. “I don’t know? Now go before Paul yells at me.” I shove him away from me.
Once the coffee was finished I brought everyone their coffee. I put Brian’s on the table since he was already playing. “Thank you darling.” Fred takes his drink and I hand Paul his. “You’re Welcome.” I give him a fake smile before going to sit next to Roger on the sofa. As Brian plays I lean back into the sofa tossing my legs on Roger’s lap and he smiles at me. Once everyone finished their coffee they went straight to drinking alcohol. “Alice, make me a glass.” Paul hands me his glass and I take it from him and pour him another one. “Here.” I hand it back at him and sit next to Roger again.
“Give me that.” I take the cigarette out of his hand and take a drag off it shocking him and Deaky. “You don’t smoke.” Roger says turning to look at me. “Nope, but I needed a drag.” I say eyeing Paul who was eyeing Fred like he was some candy. I give Roger back his cigarette as Brian finishes he part he was on. “That was pretty damn good. Brilliant, I loved that.” Fred says but didn’t press the button. “Press the button, Freddie.” Me and Brian say at the same time.
“It’s good umm… play it like you wrote it.” Fred tells him. “Well I did, I wrote that part.” Brian says sorta confused. “Taking the piss.” Fred laughs and I catch Paul glare at me. I give him the what face and he turns away, “I was smoking that!” Roger complains as I pull the cigarette out of his mouth to take a puff. “Quick your whining rockstar.” I backhand his arm and he rubs it. “Here you go baby.” I shove it back in his mouth and lean back crossing my arms over my chest. I just want to ring his neck and hang him from a tree. Ugh Paul!!!!
Fred tells Deaky to start the tape again and he does what he’s told. Roger looks back at me and slightly smiles. “What are you smiling at?” I ask him completely annoyed because of Paul. “You’re just too cute when you’re grumpy.” He squeezes my thigh and I just glare at him. I sit up and take off his sunglasses, “Why do you have theses on inside? You look ridiculous, you know.” I smile at him placing them on top Of my head. “Because I can. They go good with your outfit.” He smiles at me as he takes a sip from his drink.
“We came here for no distractions, so would you two stop flirting with each other. Alice, go make us something to eat.” Paul turns to face us and I had enough with him. “I’m not flirting with him, and I’ll go make everyone but you lunch. Because I like everyone but you, also everyone is busy and you’re not. You’re just looking at something you want.” I flip him off walking to the kitchen to make some fucking sandwiches. “I should literally just quit. I’m done, with his bloody fucking mouth.” I talk to myself alone making the last sandwich.
“Don’t do that, I’ll miss you too much.” Roger scares me as he was standing right behind me. “Don’t you ever do that again! You almost gave me a heart attack.” I hit his chest and he grabs my hands, “Hey, fuck Paul. He just needs to piss off.” Roger says in a calm voice nodding his head. “Yeah, into a blackhole where he can never leave.” I say in a serious tone making Roger laugh. “See, this is why I love you so much.” He pinches my cheeks as I just stand there. “Because I’m rude and a bitch?” I ask confused. “No, because you don’t put up with shitty people.” He says taking the sandwiches off the counter.
Today was Roger’s turn in the recording studio and while Fred made him do one part. I helped Brian with his puzzle books sitting on the couch with him. “How was that?” Roger asks. “Freddie?” Deaky asks Fred, “Higher.” He says and me and Brain look at him. “Can you go a bit higher?” Deaky asks Roger in the studio. “If I go any higher, only dogs will hear me.” He tells us. “Freddie’s note, sorry.” Deaky tells him, “Go on, roll the tape.” He says not wanting to.
I stand up and walk up behind Deaky to watch Roger better. “Higher.” Fred says again and I point my hand up to tell him higher. “Jesus! How many more Galileos do you want?” Roger asks getting to the annoyed point. They do more and more overdubs while I just start to laugh at Roger. “Who even is Galileo?” He asks putting his hands in his hips. Deaky goes on and tells him a few more and we wait for Fred to say something. “My nuts feel like they’re in my chest right now. Are we done?” Roger asks and I get a huge grin holding in my laughter or else I hear Paul’s big mouth. “That’s it. He loves you.” I say as Deaky presses the button.
After Roger finishes the other parts Fred wanted him to sing, he rejoins us flopping down on the chair. “Hey, if you want your nuts to go back where they belong… I can punch you hard enough in the chest.” I joke and his get out of his chair to hit me. “I saw you laughing at me the whole bloody time.” He drags me over to the chair so he can sit down with me on his lap. “Well I can’t lie and say I didn’t.” I laugh and he hits my arm again. “We should get back to work now.” Paul looks at me and I roll my eyes. “Let us have the rest of the day off. It’s Alice’s 25th birthday.” Roger hold me close to him. “We’re already behind on schedule, No.” He says standing up now. “It’s alright if we stop for today. Roger already finishes his part.” Fred says leaving the room clapping his hands.
“You’re going to make the band fail.” Paul looks straight at me. “Hey, I think you should knock it off now!” Roger raises his voice at Paul. “Why should I and why are you standing up for her? You want to get in her pants? Has she not shagged you yet like… I assume the other two?” Paul laughs and Roger careful removes me to stand up. “Listen here you-!” I run up to him and Brian jumps between the two, “Don’t even talk about Alice like that again. She’s not one of those girls.” Brian points how finger at Paul and Deaky walks over to us. “Just don’t ever talk about her or tell her what to do. She works for us not you.”
We all leave the room and I just go straight outside to the rooms to go take a bloody nap. Of course once I got comfy someone had to walk in. “Alice.” Roger sits down next to me. “What, Rog?” I asks looking back at him and he was smiling. “Why are you smiling?” I sit up now to look at him. “You called me Rog and not Roger.” He smiles like an idiot. “You’re an idiot, you know that right?” I say and he nods his head. “Yep, for many reasons actually. One, because you called me something more the just Roger. Two, I made a song about being in love with a car. Three, I used to sleep with many of girl for fun. Four, I’m not very smart. And last but least five… I’m in love with you.”
Hi! This is a whole two days late because of work + zero motivation! There was actually a lot more planned for this (including the ending scene, which I loved) but I’ve been staring at it for 2 ½ days and quite frankly I’m half a blink from deleting the whole thing. I might go back and finish it later on, but for now please take this and enjoy it while I furiously attempt to finish the last two prompts today!
Brian May is bloody brilliant. If you want proof just go listen to Sail Away Sweet Sister (which is probably not his best song but is my personal favorite)
Oh and ‘39. I nearly cried. Jesus Brian how do you manage this???
How could people say the editing on BoRhap was bad?? I was in awe the whole time I was watching of how good it was
Watch count: 8. It’ll be 9 later.
ROGER. WHY. WHY DO YOU HAVE TO BE SO CUTE. HOW. DARE. YOU.
Really though, going back to that first one, go listen to Sail Away Sweet Sister. Brian’s voice and the guitar on this song are just so melodic and beautiful and meaningful when connected to the lyrics. So go listen to it right now. (I think I’ll send it to my sister when she graduates high school)
Go follow @irvinis!!! They have the most amazing Queen fanart I’ve ever seen in my life and I can’t get over it.
I’m writing a book. Queen is a subject. Prepare yourself for tons of random facts and possibly pictures.
“You’re an overgrown schoolboy” in Death on Two Legs 😂 I need to know which of them wrote this who was it??
Elton John recently shared some of his memories with Freddie: “Backstage at Live Aid, I had a huge area that I kind of decorated. I made sure there were seats for everyone, so that people who were playing could sit down and have a natter. Freddie came over after Queen had stolen the show. I said, “Freddie, nobody should go on after you – you were magnificent.” He said: “You’re absolutely right, darling, we were – we killed them.” He was so excited. Then he said, “You, on the other hand, dear – you looked like the fucking Queen Mother when you were on stage. Where did you get that absolutely awful hat?” That was very Freddie. He was hilarious. Even when he was dying, he was exactly the same. He was lying in bed, too weak to stand, losing his sight, going: “Have you heard Mrs Bowie’s new album, darling? What does she think she’s doing?” I always had the best time with him.”