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[freddiemercurylegendabovelegends]

Today, November 18th, 1975 - Queen Story!

Bristol, UK, Colston Hall (two night)

'A Night At The Opera Tour'

This article chronicles the second show in Bristol.

🔸Sounds, November 29, 1975

Queen triumphant

Report by Jonh Ingham, pictures by Kate Simon

QUEEN ARE the type of group that make a man want to abandon rock writing. They pose questions and never provide answers. They exist in their own space-time continuum, visible and audible but keeping their secrets to themselves.

On the surface they couldn't be a nicer bunch of people, but they carry English reticence to an epitome. It isn't, as Geoff Barton said two weeks ago, that they're boring, it's just that they're reserved. Or in writer parlance, they don't automatically provide colourful copy. All my instincts as a writer tell me that there is a great story in that band, but after two nights with them I'm hardly any the wiser.

Skin tight

That their insularity has a lot to do with them being one of the most amazing heavy-metal and/or rock bands in Britain - with all the signs that they'll end up monsters on the order of Zep - is fairly obvious, but just how much bearing it has on the matter is hard to say. The enigmas they might pose mightn't even have answers.

Is there any logical reason why they present an image and persona straight out of the Beatles school of interlocking chemistry?

John is reserved, almost nonchalant on stage, as if it's all in a small, personal joke. When asked how he saw himself within the framework of the band he replied, with a small smile, "I'm the bassist".

Roger is his opposite, the cheeky sidekick in a Clint Eastwood movie, and attracting a lot of cheesecake attention in America and Japan.

Freddie is an original - one of the most dynamic singers to tread the boards in quite a few years. His attraction is obvious.

Brian is perhaps the biggest enigma of all. What is this seemingly frail, gaunt astronomer doing on that stage, striding purposefully and blasting diamond-hard rock? They're all equally strong personalities - like the Beatles there's no one major focal point. Ask four fans who their dream Queen is and you'll get four different answers.

Queen have been busy lads these past few months. Having disassociated themselves from their former management and joined with John Reid, the fourth album was seen to. Reid decided that a tight schedule wouldn't cause them undue harm, and figured on two months to record before embarking on this current tour.

Only Queen are driven to better each previous album - which at this stage of the game is obviously producing some excellent results - and 'A Night At The Opera' turned into a saga - culminating in 36-hour mixing sessions in an effort to allow at least a few days for rehearsal. In the end they managed three and a half days at Elstree with four hours off to videotape the promotional film for 'Bohemian Rhapsody'.

Their first few dates had not been without errors and the quartet were still not feeling totally comfortable their second night in Bristol, fourth night of the tour. You'd never know it, though.

Like all other aspects of the group, the stage is sophisticated. A black scrim provides a backdrop bounded by a proscenium of lights both front and rear. At each side the p.a. rises like a mutant marriage of Mammon and Robby the Robot. Amp power is readily evident but the most extraordinary is Brian May's subtle set up: nine Vox boxes stepping back in rows of three. The only packing crate visible is holding a tray of drinks, and you may rest assured that no roadie will rush, crawl or lurk across the stage while the show is in progress unless it's to rescue Freddie's mike from the clawing crowd.

As the auditorium darkens the sound of an orchestra tuning up is heard over the p.a. The conductor taps his baton on the music stand and a slightly effete voice welcomes the audience to A Night At The Opera. The Gilbert & Sullivan portion of 'Bohemian Rhapsody' follows, a brief glimpse of Freddie is allowed, and then in a blast of flares and white smoke the blitzkrieg begins.

Roger is barely visible behind his kit, just his eyes and tousled locks. John is wearing a white suit and playing the-man-who-must-stand-still-or-it-will-all-blow-away. Brian is slightly medieval in his green and white Zandra Rhodes top, while Freddie is...

Around his ankles his satin white pants flare like wings - fleet footed Hermes. Everything north of the knee is skin tight - tighter than skin tight - with a zip-up front open to AA rating. But further south, definitely in X territory, lurks a bulge not unlike the Sunday Telegraph.

There have been sex objects and sex bombs, superstar potency and the arrogant presentation of this all-important area, but never has a man's weaponry been so flagrantly showcased. Fred could jump up on the drum stand and shake his cute arse, leap about and perform all manner of amazing acrobatics, but there it was, this rope in repose, barely leashed tumescence, the Queen's sceptre. Oh to be that hot costume, writhing across the mighty Fred!

Phallic

Freddie is not pretty in the conventional sense of the word; like Mick Jagger of '64, he is his own convention. Also like the Jagger of the time, his stage persona and action is unlike anything else. Although it borrows - like most of the group's plagiarisms - slightly from Zeppelin, in tandem with Freddie's supreme assurance and belief in himself - he always refers to himself as a star - it explodes into something that is a constant delight to watch.

He reacts to his audience almost like an over-emotional actress - Gloria Swanson, say, or perhaps Holly Woodlawn playing Bette Davis. At the climax of the second night in Bristol he paused at the top of the drum stand, looked back over the crowd and with complete, heartfelt emotion placed his delicate fingers to lips and blew a kiss. Any person who can consume themselves so completely in such a clichéd showbiz contrivance deserves to be called a star.

Freddie's real talent, though, is with his mike stand. No Rod Stewart mike stand callisthenics here, just a shortee stick that doubles as a cock, machine gun, ambiguous phallic symbol, and for a fleeting moment an imaginary guitar. He has a neat trick of standing quite still in particularly frantic moments and holding the stand vertically from his crotch up, draw a fragile finger along its length, ever closer to the taunting eyes that survey his audience.

Their show contains lots of bombs and smoke, lots of lights, lots of noise. They fulfil the function of supremely good heavy metal - i.e. you don't get a second to think about what's going on. When they do let up for a few minutes, it's only so you can focus in on the bright blue electric charge crackling between your ears.

Bulldozer

Dominating the sound is Roger's drumming, a bulldozer echo that bounces like an elastic membrane, meshing with your solar plexus so that your body pulses in synch with the thunder. Tuned into that, everything else is just supremely nice icing.

For three days rehearsal, after eight months off the road Bristol was extremely impressive. In speculative mood I quizzed people on how long they thought it would take to headline Madison Square Garden. I was thought a radical at a year and a half. John Reid smilingly assured me it would take a year.

That Queen should end up with John Reid is an entirely logical proceeding. Everything about Queen demands that the world eventually kowtows at their feet in complete acquiescence - so big that bodyguards have to accompany them at every step. Well, no - they found that an annoyance in Japan, but, you know, huge.

Such status demands a Reid or a Peter Grant, and whatever the causes for their leaving Jack Nelson and Trident, an elegant group like Queen is going to look for a man with class. Reid found the idea of managing a group interesting, and having to deal with four strong personalities a challenge. He only concerns himself with their business and ensuring that the year ahead is mapped out. In January they begin a jaunt through the Orient, Australia and America, by which time it's March and they begin preparations for the next album.

Reid's prediction of a year was proven highly credible the next evening in Cardiff. The band had still not paused from the rush up to the tour and spent most of the day relaxing and sleeping - no doubt a factor in their near recumbent profile. Also, unlike most groups, they were keeping their dissatisfaction with the show to themselves.

They stopped off at Harlech TV on the way to see a cassette of the video for 'Bohemian Rhapsody'. The general consensus was quite good for four hours, with much laughter during the operetta. Brian finds film of the group educational - the first time he saw himself was a Mike Mansfield opus for 'Keep Yourself Alive' - "It was 'All right fellows, give it everything you've got but don't move off that spot.' It was terrible." You don't like Mansfield, eh? "Oh, I hate him - we all do... I was horrified when I saw it - I couldn't believe we looked that bad. I looked very static - seeing myself has taught me a lot about stage movement. Some of the things I do are planned for effect, but it's mostly just feeling the audience and communicating that back to them."

Arriving at the motel - several miles out of town - Freddie immediately fell asleep, John held court of a sort, joined later by Brian, while Roger went jogging, a daily event when touring. Tuning in to rock via Bill Haley and Tommy Steele, he became a drummer because he was better at it than guitar. All through school he was in bands; he only went to dental school out of "middle class conditioning, and it was a good way to stay in London without having to work". His mother thought it a bit strange when he opted for a career as a rock star, but she doesn't worry too much now.

The concert starts in much the same manner as the previous night, but there are signs that tonight is work, with posing an afterthought. The endings to most of their songs are magnificent and majestic, especially 'Flick Of The Wrist' and the rapid harmonies of 'Bad Boy Leroy Brown'

➡️ keep reading on http://jonh-ingham.blogspot.com/2007/02/queen-riot-at-opera.html?m=1

#freddie mercury #queen band #london #zanzibar #legend #queen #brian may #john deacon #freddiebulsara #roger taylor #1975 #queen invite you to a night at the opera #a night at tbe opera album #a night at the opera tour #bristol

[murdocks-devil]

intangible - m.m.

Fluff, no warnings

Summary: Matt can't believe he gets to wake up next to you every day, the happiness enough to bend reality at its wake.

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You must be a magician, he thinks. At the very least, some kind of a witch like Wanda Maximoff or a sorceror like Wong.

You'd have to be. There is no other explanation. Reality must bend around you.

It must. It has to.

What else could it be, how you're right there every morning he wakes up? Soft, sleep rumpled, nuzzling into his chest, snoring softly even though he'd never tell you that. He can feel the rise and fall of your chest, the way your hair covers more his chest than your pillow. How close your arms hold him and don't let go even if it gets dangerously close to running late. Your mumbling about five more minutes when he tries to wake you up. The murmur of your eyelashes against your cheek just before your eyes fly open once you realize the time. The shuffle of your feet against the floor when you dash to the bathroom.

And how you never forget to run back to drop a kiss on his lips before rushing away again.

He feels like a statue there, on the bed that smells like his soap and your shampoo and the antiseptic you used last night to clean his wounds. Sunlight comes in the open window, warming his bare thighs as he sits frozen on the crumpled duvet, his pillow crushed awkwardly under his ass in his hurry to sit down. Your heartbeat is steady, strong, like an earworm he doesn't ever want to get rid of. His head feels dizzy, and for a moment he thinks back to the Devil getting thrown against the wall last night. He could have a concussion.

He could, sure.

But then there's your voice coming in from the shower, your feet hitting the wet floor with every beat of Bohemian Rhapsody you belt out with full gusto, and his senses sharpen, hone in, try to drink in every single piece if you he can gather.

He can't help it, it's you.

There's a middle aged driver yelling at the cyclist who stopped abruptly in front of his car about four blocks away, the lady two buildings down is making turkey and cheese for breakfast again. A kid is telling his mother about his best friend across the street, but none of those are remotely relevant because it's you in front of him, water dripping down your body onto his rug.

He doesn't have to see to know you're pouting and making a scissoring motion with your hands as you look for the scissors to cut open the new pack of products you got yesterday. It's so distinctly you, he thinks. All your quirks, the little details of your behaviour are filed filed away in his brain like world's biggest treasure chest, opened with the most devoted love and admiration only.

It's not even a conscious try to open the bedside drawer and coughing pointedly for you to notice. You must, he infers, from the way you pad towards him, your hands cold from the shower as you take it from his hands. Suddenly you're closer, dropping kisses on his cheeks, mumbling a soft "Thank you. God, I love you so much."

His breath hitches, and you must notice, because you don't move away. You're both gonna be late today, he's sure, but nothing matters because you're taking his face in your hands. His hands curl around your wrists without a thought, a silent plea.

"Matt?"

For the love of everything holy. It's not fair, he thinks, the way you keep doing these things, the way his name fits in your lips.

"Matty?" you ask again, "Does it hurt really bad? Is everything okay? What's wrong? Please talk to me."

"I'm-" he has to swallow thickly to force the lump of emotions down his throat. You wait, ever patient, even though your heart still beats with relentless concern. "I'm absolutely fine, sweetheart."

"But, Matt-"

"Baby, baby, baby." He cuts you off, pulling you closer, not caring how your shower-fresh form must be wetting his silk bedsheets. He'll buy new ones every damn day to have you close like this. "I love you so much, you know that right? God save me, sweetheart, I love you so fucking much."

"Matthew." The softness of your voice threatens to break his heart. It really is not fair, how a single utterance of his name from your lips can make him feral, unhinged with his need to hold you, to protect you, to love you like you deserve, to worship at your alter.

His lips find yours like second nature, the familiarity of the act only urging him on more- knowing this is something he gets to do with you, to have you this close, to be loved and missed and cherished by you.

The devotion spills over unrestrained, his lips soft, chaste, so very in contrast with what happened in the very same bed only a few hours ago. There is salt in the air, and he pulls away, worried he offended you for some reason. It's only when you're brushing away the tears on his cheeks that it dawns on him, the emotions marking him with the tracks now painted with your kisses.

Your knees are on the bed, forehead resting on his, the sunlight lighting his hair in reds and light browns. He looks angelic, and you can't help the smile that threatens to take over your face, mirrored by his own. "I love you too, Matthew Murdock."

Yes, there must be something about you, he thinks, wrapped in your embrace. Some may call it magic, some may call it witchcraft.

Yes it could be.

He, however, knows it's simply you.

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[amethyst-ghoul-backup]

Hello ! How are you ? 🖤 Do you think you could write headcanons for the Ghouls going to karaoke (pleaaaase) ? I just had this thought of them absolutely having a blast while singing Bohemian Rhapsody (don’t ask me why 💀😭)

omg your brain is *chef’s kiss* i love this idea!!

also i got a little carried away so i do apologize for that y’all 😭😭

- The ghouls are allowed one sort of fun outing to town per week

- Copia is required to chaperone but he’ll let them pick what they want to do and where they want to go, he just goes along to supervise

- To keep everything fair, the ghouls get to write down one idea each for what they want to do, they put the ideas in a hat, and draw one each week until they’ve done everyone’s idea

- On Friday night the pack gathers around the hat and Cirrus pulls a slip with the words “Karaoke bar” on it

- So karaoke it is

- On Saturday night all 8 of them and Copia pile into one of the ministry’s van and off they go

- They enter a mostly empty little karaoke bar and get a private room for singing

- They also order a bunch of drinks

- Swiss insists on going first and gives a very unique rendition of No Hands

- Dew and Sunshine cheer him on of course

- Cirrus and Aether absolutely kill their choice of Ain’t No Mountain High Enough

- The others can’t help but give Mountain an amused glance every time his name comes up in the song

- He is very much not amused

- Cumulus goes next and sings Halo by Beyoncé so beautifully that Copia rethinks her being an Air Ghoul because she HAS to be part siren

- “Show off” Dew jokingly mutters when she’s done but Rain slaps him on the arm anyway

- Sunshine decides she wants to sing I Won’t Say I’m In Love from the Hercules soundtrack and gets Swiss and Aether to be the muses

- They do the little dances and everything

- Like i’m talking full on movie accurate choreography

- Rain and Mountain seem sort of reluctant at first but once they realize Disney songs are an option they are all for it

- They do Under The Sea from The Little Mermaid, Hakuna Matata from The Lion King, I’ll Make A Man Outta You from Mulan, and more

- Aether cuts them off after they sing The Bare Necessities for the second time

- After Dew has one too many margaritas (he drank 6) he BODIES Rap God by Eminem and Tap In by Saweetie

- When he starts singing CPR by Cupcakke Copia knows it’s time to go

- “But youuu haven’t sung anything yet Cardi!” Sunshine drunkenly points out from the couch where she’s leaning all of her body weight on a fast asleep Cirrus

- All the ghouls turn to Copia with nods of agreement

- “I— eh, eh-heh. That is true. I suppose one more song wouldn’t hurt.” Copia agrees

- He wanted to do Piano Man by Billy Joel but that wasn’t an option

- So he goes with Bohemian Rhapsody

- And boy was that a choice

- As soon as the ghouls hear the intro they get so hyped up

- Copia sings the intro and verse 1 and 2 by himself

- Dew and Aether vocalize the guitar solo but it’s really off pitch

- The ghouls join in verse 3 and they all do the high pitched voice

- They do the little call and response with Copia

- Sunshine, Rain, and Cumulus song the “Let me go” part and the other five ghouls sing the “We will not let you go” part

- When it’s all over they end up super giggly and in high spirits

- Then they got kicked out because Dew got too excited and lit a couch on fire

- But it was an overall 10/10 experience

If you read all of this to the end, you’re a real one! Also does anyone know of that tiktok with that group of boys wearing like navy blue bedsheets as togas and lip syncing to I Won’t Say I’m In Love cause that’s exactly what I imagine Swiss and Aether doing while Sunshine sings. Someone please know what I’m talking about 😭😭

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[almost-an-artist]

Im feeling silly, so here is what music makes me think of each LU boy

Legend- Think 100 gecs or Elyotto, highly edited loud aggressive techy music. Don't ask me why, but he would totally make it in his basement alone as an angsty teen too.

Warriors- Panic at the Disco type music, like Death of a Bachelor or Emperors New Clothes. Like that 2016 pop type stuff, Idk if that makes sense.

Twilight- Country. Sad, I miss my girlfriend, Country. I feel like it's self explanatory.

Hyrule- I'm thinking like older music, that still packs a punch... Like Bohemian Rhapsody type stuff/ music by Prince.

Or Cavetown, that too.

Sky- Sappy love songs or fanfares. Or both. Just relatively happy music. Oh, and music by Queen, like Good Old-Fashioned Lover Boy. He would totally love Queen's music.

Four- Penelope Scott. All her songs fit him or the one of the colors/shadow in some shape or form. Take Moon Sickness or Dead Girls or I don't wanna feel Better. He just fits her idk.

Wild- The only real theme I can pin down for him is Mother Mother. Take Oh My Heart or Wrecking Ball as examples. Oh, also any song about arson. Also Amnesia Was Her Name by Lemon Demon.

Wind- Saying sea shanties is the easy way out, so Imma go with music by Lemon Demon. I don't know, he seems like the kind of guy who would enjoy the song Knife fight. Oh, and then there's the obvious one, The Ocean. Oo, and Neverending Hum. (Can you tell I like Lemon Demon?)

Time- Honestly, he is a hard one for me for some reason. I guess I don't know his LU character that well. The only thing that really comes to mind is Bo Burnham. I can't explain, I just have this feeling.

That's it, these are all just opinions. But also every artist I've mentioned here is great and I love them, go check some of them out.

#lu #linked universe #the bois #the chain #music

[freddieraimbow74]

March 1976, Freddie with Misa Watanabe (Japanese music publishing executive) during Queen’s reception for ‘A Night At The Opera’ Tour

Queen posed with Misa and their manager John Reid in the second picture

This was their second tour of Japan.

Misa accompanied the band every single time since their first visit in 1975 and onwards. She became close friends with Freddie.

“It was April 17th of 1975, when Queen first arrived at Tokyo-Haneda airport, they were greeted by thousands of fans. Incredible enthusiasm, and it was an exceptional VIP treatment.

And together with other collaborators Misa Watanabe accompanied the band on board the cars. “Everyone was innocently happy,” says Misa.

“The four came here with great confidence on their first visit to Japan, playing at the Nippon Budokan... and in the next year they presented their immortal masterpiece, ‘Bohemian Rhapsody’. A giant leap."

Mr. and Mrs. Watanabe invited the four band members to their home every time the band came to play in Japan, lining up the food ‘stalls’ in the garden. This kind of ‘hospitality’ was the same that Watanabe reserved for the stars of the musical world, but in particular with Freddie Mercury, Mrs. Watanabe was cordial and spent most of her time with him.

"One of Freddie’s favourite people was Misa Watanabe who was his personal guide in Japan. She and her husband owned huge chunks of the place, he was Mr. Suntory and Misa was in charge of music publishing amongst other things. It was great to walk around the department store after it was closed and all the people working there had to stay behind waiting at their counters for Freddie to go round making his choice of whatever he wanted, which was then duly packed up and sent to his hotel. Payment was sorted out with Misa at a later date. He was a frequent visitor at the Watanabes’ home. Freddie felt some sort of contentment in Japan he found nowhere else. Life could be so frantic and Tokyo was always so busy, but he continually found it a place to recharge his batteries." - Peter Freestone

Freddie even purchased an exquisite Lalique lead Crystal vase as a present for Misa Watanabe during his last visit, ever to his beloved Japan in 1986!

The pictures were taken by Koh Hasebe

The first couple of pics are from March 1976 and the other two are from 1986

#freddie mercury #queen band #brian may #roger taylor #jhon deacon #musique #music #queen #original character #j’adore

[annepi-blog]

Thank you @fallevs for tagging me in the Glee game!

1. Favourite season 1 episode: Laryngitis (1x18) I was torn between this episode and Theatricality. But I decided to go with the episode that gave us Rose's Turn.

2. Favourite season 2 episode: Born This Way (2x18) The hardest decision for me, as there were so many great songs and very coherent storylines this season. Especially the narrative around Kurt is very good. I was thinking of either Prom Queen because of the beautiful story around Kurt and Blaine. But I decided to go with Born This Way because I love the music here, 4 out of 5 songs are in my Glee playlist. Somewhere Only We Know is definitely in my top 5 Glee songs, Born This Way is iconic, and As If We Never Said Goodbye just shows how good Chris/Kurt can sing.

3. Favourite season 3 episode: The First Time (3x05) It's rather difficult for me to decide here, because I found the season weaker, especially after season two. There is again a lot of good music, but the story has only scattered highlights for me, the characters don't do much and some story strands are not consistent. I like the music in Michael and Dance with Somebody but the story is only ok. I like the (sad) story of Karofsky in On My Way, but the episode is too packed for me. I chose The First Time because of the Klaine story and the good West Side Story music.

4. Favourite season 4 episode: The Break-Up (4x04) Please don't hate me, but I love a good cry. And maybe the authors could have come up with something other than cheating (I feel like that's the only thing the authors know to end any relationship?!) But I thought the whole situation was so realistic and well written. They are just 17 or 18 year old boys in their first relationship. Misunderstandings and mistakes are just part of it. I like that they have time to develop independently, and it's even nicer when they get back together. I also love the music in this episode.

5. Favourite season 5 episode: New New York (5x15). I love the New York story; I love domestic Klaine; I love the friendship between Blam and Kelliot; I love the glitter rock vampire scene; I love that Klaine is arguing, communicating, and making adult decisions. I love many of the songs.

6. Favourite season 6 episode: Dreams Come True (6x13) I thought it was a great ending for Glee, especially in combination with the 2009 episode. Is it realistic that all Glee Club members are super successful and famous? Who cares! I loved that the main characters all had a great future written for them. And I love that Klaine become parents in canon.

7. Episode that makes me cry: The Quarterback (5x03) and The Break-Up (4x04).

8. Episode that makes me laugh: Puppet Master (5x07) I love puppet master Blaine!

9. Favourite tribute episode: Michael (3x11) This is difficult, the tributes are always very good. I'll take Michael, but more for the music.

10. Favourite Christmas episode: In A Very Glee Christmas (2x10), I LOVE Baby It's Cold Outside. But for the story, I like Glee, Actually (4x10) better.

11. Episode with the best songs: I can hardly decide, there are so many good ones. The first episode that comes to my mind where I like every song is Duets (2x04).

12. Favourite sectionals episode: Hold on to Sixteen (3x08) The Unitards' number is great; the Troubletones' singing is great (don't hate me, but the costumes and choreography aren't for me); I love the New Directions' setlist, everyone gets a chance to shine and the songs form a good unit.

13. Favourite regionals episode: I just realized that I find the regionals setlist all just ok. I'll take Journey to Regionals (1x22) because of Bohemian Rhapsody.

14. Favourite nationals episode: City of Angels (5x11) I have to say that I liked the New Directions setlist here better than in season 3. Even though Paradise by the Dashboard Light is of course great, I never liked the focus on one soloist or couple in competitions. I just like it when everyone sings together. And they were so much better than Throat Explosion.

15. Episode most people like but I don’t: I can just agree with @fallevs. Blame It on the Alcohol (2x14) Although I think the party is generally fun, I hate Rachel's selfishness. There is ONE other gay teenager who her gay best friend likes and she is trying to start a relationship with him. Because he can sing. Even though there are 99% other straight boys at her school and she knows that Kurt likes Blaine. The same goes for the Kurt is biphobic thing. He's a boy in love who is hurt by his crush, and the writers didn't write that argument well.

16. Episode most people dislike but I like: Again Puppet Master (5x07) I just love puppet master Blaine. He is so funny.

I tag @kirakiwiwrites @mynonah @1908jmd @rockitmans @daisyishedwig @cryscendo @esilher but no pressure!

#about me #glee

[wonderfish]

Dear Mr. Neil gaiman

hello I just want you to know from like 2018-2022 (I hadn't even heard of Good Omens actually, only learned it existed this last winter and I absolutely loved it) I used to work at a little convenience store in the middle of nowhere so every day I would drive the 15 minutes to work and back with all the windows of by black buick lacrosse down (back left one was held up by a screw driver so sometimes I'd forget that one) absolutely blasting Queen because Queen is my favorite band, and my family knew this so they got me that 3 pack of Queen cds that were selling everywhere when the movie came out (Bohemian Rhapsody), and they were the only CDs I had but for some reason the blue ones kept breaking and the 3rd one kept disappearing so they would just get me more of them and I ended up having nothing except like 6 best of Queen cds and now I laugh because I feel like a hillbilly Crowley (or at least the former owner of the Bentleys much younger hillbilly cousin) (dont worry I have more CDs now, and a subaru! All the doors even work!!)

Thanks

#neil gaiman #funny #story time #good omens #thanks #i just think its funny #ok i lied i also had one Bon Jovie CD but it was scratched

[natromanxoff]

The Sunday Bulletin - November 20, 1977

Via Queenmuseum.com

Queen, the leading practitioners of heavy metal rock, comes to the Spectrum Wednesday. Making up the group are (from left) Freddie Mercury, John Deacon, Brian May, Roger Taylor.

They’re the Monarchs Of Heavy Metal Rock

By MATT DAMSKER

Of The Bulletin Staff

Boston — By New York or even Philadelphia standards, Boston is a generally sedate town, although an outsider on hand last week at the Boston Garden would be forced to reassess any such generalization. Indeed, the more than 13,000 young rock fans who packed the Garden on the evening of Nov. 12 provided an awesome example of mass hysteria, as the British rock group Queen unveiled a new stage show of such epic proportion and sustained excitement that there seems no way to adequately describe the impact.

It was only the second performance of the quartet’s current 27-city American tour (which […] down here at the Spectrum for shows Wednesday and Thursday nights), but it was a clear enough indication that Queen has blossomed into the leading practitioner of heavy-metal rock drama. With British kingpins Led Zeppelin temporarily out of the touring picture (due to the sudden death this past summer of singer Robert Plant's young son), Queen literally reigns, thanks to an impressive new album — "News of the World” (Elektra Records) — and the sort of non-stop, three-hour, no-opening-act show pioneered by Zeppelin in the early 70s.

Queen's triumph — after about five years of increasing popularity and one smash hit single (“Bohemian Rhapsody") — derives from a wise and welcome change in musical/theatrical direction. Originaly a […] theatricated "glitter" band […] on a multitude of costume changes, smoke, strobe and fire effects, Queen has considerably […] down its flashy excess.

With the exception of one major costume change — from stripes to sequins — […] the part of lead singer Freddie Mercury, a […] of smoke and flare, and a massive, 5,900-pound lighting rig in the shape of a […]

#queen #queen band #roger taylor #freddie mercury #brian may #john deacon #queen scans #the sunday bulletin november 1977

[live-laugh-lesbian80083]

Can I request a fluffy Joe Mazzello x reader oneshot where reader and their toddler daughter surprise visit Joe on the set of Bohemian Rhapsody?

Surprise!

Summary: after getting a text from Rami saying Joe needed a bit of a pick me up on set, you come to the rescue with your three year-old daughter at hand.

Pairing: Joe Mazzello x Reader

Word count:

Warnings: fluff fluff fluffff

Requested?: yes! by @borhapgirlforlife19

Please do not copy, rewrite, or translate onto another site. Permission will not be given if requested.

Light pierced the sweet darkness of slumber as the bed shook rapidly.

"Mommy! Mommy! Mommy! Wake upppppppppp!" Skylar yelled.

You let out a small groan and attempted to toss the three year-old onto Joe. It's too early to deal with children.

"What was that for, Mommy?" She giggled.

You peaked through the slits of your eyelids, causing Skylar to laugh. Where's Joe? You retracted the blankets and all the warmth that came with them and pulled them to the other end of the bed then sat up, and pulled the small child onto your lap.

"I thought your daddy was here, that's what." You replied with a scratchy morning voice.

"Where's daddy?" Sky questioned, tilting her head.

"He must've gone to work." You yawned.

"Without saying anything?!" The toddler exclaimed.

Your eyebrows furrowed at the sudden outburst. "I know! It's crazy!" You replied, trying to copy her enthusiasm.

"So crazy!" She copied, playing with your messy hair. "Mommy, you need to wash your hair."

"Maybe we should go get ready." You suggested.

"Maybe we should." Sky nodded, sliding off the bed. "Come on, mommy. You need to get pretty."

I laughed at her remark and followed her into the bathroom.

-----

After brushing both yours and Skylar's teeth and hair, putting Sky in a purple sparkly dress - per her request, and sending her to your bed with an iPad, you finally had the change to choose your outfit for the day. You wandered into the closet, asking yourself how you want to appear to the world today. You skimmed through your various shirts and none of them peaked any interest. Your eyes lit up as you glanced at all of Joe's shirts. Smirking, you grabbed one of his many white tee-shirts and red bomber jacket. Pulling both of them on, the scent of his cologne invaded your nostrils. You sighed and smiled to yourself while images of Joe wearing this exact outfit popped into your head.

While reminiscing the past before Skylar was born, a shrill voice calling your name pulled me back to reality. You trudged back towards the bed to see Sky poking at the screen of your phone.

"Mommy, someone texted you." She said, holding up the phone for your to take.

The screen lit up with a picture of Joe and Skylar playing at the park and a text from Rami. It read, "Hate to bother you, but Joe seems to be in a slump today. If you have time, I bet he'd appreciate it if you stopped by with Sky."

You quickly began typing out my reply. "I'd love to bring Sky in! What time would be best?"

Rami began typing on the other end and said, "Whatever works best for you. I'll let you know when our break is over."

"Perfect! We'll be there soon." You sent, turning off my phone.

"D'you wanna go on a field trip to daddy's work today, baby?" You asked Skylar.

She looked at you excitedly and nodded her head. You giggled and picked her up, carrying her downstairs to get ready for our little adventure. You packed the diaper bag full of all the necessities for you and Skylar with a couple treats for Joe. After filling a water bottle for yourself and a sippy cup for Sky, you put both your shoes on and you were out the door. How you managed to get out of the house that quickly is a mystery. But then again, you'd do anything to give Joe a pick-me-up.

By the time you arrived at the lot, you received a text from Rami saying their break had just ended. you silently cursed to yourself and pulled towards the gate that leads into the parking lot. You handed the security guard your ID through the window, leading Skylar to roll down her window and wave brightly. Damn Joe for teaching her how to roll down the window. The guard handed you the ID and explained the rules of being on set during filming.

"You might be allowed into the studio they're filming in depending on whatever they're shooting. Other than that, tell anyone you see that you were invited on set and they can tell you where to go if you get lost or if you end up somewhere you shouldn't be." He explained.

"All right, thank you!" You grinned, shifting the car into drive and pulling into an open parking spot.

Before hopping out of the car, you unlocked your phone and sent Rami a quick message letting him know you'd just arrived. You headed around the trunk of the car and pulled Skylar out of her booster seat, setting her down to wander, but not before telling her to stay close. You slung your bag onto your shoulders and grabbed Sky's small hand, heading in the direction of the studio. A few crew members passed you and shot a smile at you and your daughter. One in particular, recognized you from when you had first visited the set.

"(y/n), what're you doing here with Sky?" He said, kneeling down to the three year-old's level.

"Dave!" Skylar said, jumping into his arms.

He rubbed her amber hair, leading her to squeal with delight.

"We wanted to go on a field trip to visit daddy. Right, Sky?" You replied.

"Yeah!" She exclaimed, turning around and grinning at me.

"Well, that sounds like a lot of fun, you two! Want me to take you to the studio?" Dave asked.

"That would be great, thanks." I said.

Because Skylar refused to leave Dave's arms, he carried her while you followed behind. The two of them were peas in a pod when they first met. It was towards the beginning of filming, and Joe wanted to introduce me and Sky to the rest of the cast and some of the crew. After meeting Ben, Gwiylm, Lucy, Aidan, and a few others, Sky was exhausted. Joe was holding her in his arms, trying to keep her awake but failing miserably. Dave approached us and explained how he watched his younger siblings all the time when he was a teen, and how he was good with kids and keeping them awake till their nap time. Joe and you exchanged a look before agreeing to let him play withy our daughter.

He instantly pulled out a small rubber duck from his pocket and spoke to Skylar in a high pitched and raspy voice. She giggled as she leaned back into Joe. Dave waved the duck around in the air, eventually making quaking noises as it softly collided with her stomach. This caused her to break out into a fit of laughter, and hold her stomach where the duck had made contact. It continued on till Skylar was practically crying from laughing so hard. Dave was right; he was good about keeping little kids awake.

He lead you to a door on on a large building labeled "A27" and swiped his key card against a censor to the left. He put a finger up to his lips, motioning for the two of you to be quiet. Sky mimicked him while we walked into the building. The sound of Ben's voice filled your ears, and your eye's lit up.

"I put my heart and soul into this song." Ben said, reciting his line.

"No one is disputing that." Joe said in an English accent.

Skylar turned and looked at you with wide eyes upon hearing her fathers voice.

"And you don't like it, because you want your songs on the album." Ben replied.

"It's not that, Roger." Joe commented, being cut off by Ben.

"Then what is it?" Ben testified.

"I'm In Love With My Car." Gwiylm stated.

The three of you stepped on set behind the cameras in this moment to see the three boys sitting in a room that appeared to be a kitchen.

Ben shot Gwil a questioning look which signaled for him to continue.

"Maybe it's not strong enough?" Gwil acknowledged.

"What does that even mean, 'not strong enough'?" Ben said cockily.

"I know I'm late. What did I miss?" Rami said, walking into the scene with a coffee cup in hand.

"Discussing Roger's car song." Joe answered.

"Is it strong enough? that's all I'm asking." Gwil informed. "If I'm on my own here, then I apologize."

"How does your new song go then, hm?" Ben replied, picking up a piece of paper off the counter.

Skylar reached her hands towards you, asking to be switched from Dave's arms to yours. As quietly as you could, you took the toddler into your arms and gently kissed her forehead.

"When my hand's on your grease gun..." Gwil recited from the lyrics in front of him. "That's very subtle, isn't it."

"It's a metaphor, Brian." Ben replied angrily.

"It's just a bit weird, Roger. What exactly are you doing with that car?" Joe chuckled.

"Children, please. We could all murder each other... but then who would be left to record this album?" Rami butted in.

"Statistically speaking, most bands don't fail; they break up." Joe stated.

"Mommy, why does daddy sound and look so funny?" Skylar giggled into your ear.

"That's the character he's playing, baby." You whispered back.

"Why the hell would you say something like that?" Rami questioned, leading Joe to shrug. "Roger, there's only room in this band for one hysterical queen."

"You know why you're angry, Roger?" Gwil continued.

"Why?" Ben scoffed.

"'Cause you know your song isn't strong enough." Gwil stated.

Ben nodded for a second before picking up a handful of bacon from a skillet and throwing it at Gwil. "Is that strong enough?"

Rami walked out of the scene while Ben continued to throw a fit. Ben continued his rampage and picked up the coffee machine, threatening to throw it at Gwil. Before he could though, both Joe and Gwil stopped him by saying, "Not the coffee machine!"

The director yelled cut and everyone on set relaxed. The boys on set laughed for a second and Rami reappeared. You turned to Skylar and set her down, telling her to run up to her daddy. She nodded enthusiastically and practically leaped out of your arms. You watched as she weaved in and out of the crowd, eager to get to her dad. Once she was out of the sea of people, she scanned for Joe and when she found him, everyone within a mile of your location knew. She let out a shill squeal and threw herself at Joe. He caught her with a smile on his face and an ounce of confusion. He glanced at all of the faces till he found you, and you returned his gaze with a small smile and wave. You looked down and found your way towards the two and greeted Joe with a hug and a kiss to his cheek.

"When'd you two get here?" He questioned, a grin on his face.

"Not too long ago. Rami texted and said you needed a little pick me up." I explained.

Joe glanced around for his friend, sending him a playful glare once he found him.

"I love you guys." He said, placing a kiss on Skylar's forehead and one on your lips. "I don't know what I'd do without you two."

#joe mazzello x you #joe mazzello fanfiction #joe mazzello fic #joe mazzello x reader #joe mazzello #reader insert #bohemian rhapsody #fanfiction #ahhh this is so cute #im so glad i actually wrote it lol #pls request more for Joe i need something to do

[piscesseer]

Jupiter in Taurus ✨🌸

May 16, 2023 is a lucky day! Jupiter is moving into Taurus. Jupiter is associated with growth and good fortune, and Taurus is associated with material possessions and stability. This is a combination that can bring us long-term comfort, stability and happiness! This cosmic event only happens every twelve years, so enjoy this nearly year-long transit.

Jupiter is the planet of growth, expansion and optimism. It blesses us with good luck and fortune. Jupiter is about expanding our wealth as well as our minds. This planet is associated with the higher mind, philosophy and religion, giving us a larger lens to view the world.

Jupiter will shift into the fixed Earth sign of Taurus, bringing opportunities that are related to patience, building and strengthening efforts and focus on pleasure, stability and longevity.

Over the last year, Jupiter has traveled through Aries with active, action-packed developments. This transit helped you get new projects off the ground and allowed you to get the ball rolling. As Jupiter changes course, you might be prompted to slow down to ensure what you’ve built can stand the test of time.

There’s a calming effect on boundless Jupiter when it moves into Taurus. Jupiter might be ready to expand, but Taurus adds some stability to this. Jupiter had big-picture ambitions, but Taurus might help to slow down to a more realistic and patient pace. If used correctly, this energy can allow us to turn our dreams into attainable goals! This is a real chance to move toward dreams and long-term goals. We’ll find energy to make practical, planned to-do lists and start checking items off until we get to the end result. Jupiter’s desire for growth and Taurus’ patient, headstrong demeanor encourages us to trust the process.

We must practice patience with this transit, and with the Sun, Mercury, Uranus AND now Jupiter in Taurus. This sign is slow-moving. Results require you to work hard and sometimes wait. Trust that results are coming!

Jupiter in Taurus’ Past

Fields that prosper during this transit tend to be agriculture, food, building, music, luxury comfort items and natural or earthy beauty products. In Jupiter’s once a decade transit through Taurus, we often observe the debut of pop icons and artists that define the decade to come. It often signals a boom in progress. 

In 1928-1929 Mickey Mouse was introduced, the first movie with sound was released, Joseph Stalin forever changed the life and economy in Russia, and Wall Street crashed.

After a grueling Great Depression, Jupiter returned to Taurus in 1940. WWII initiated the surge of industry like jet planes, computers, and even McDonalds. 

Fast-forward to 1976-1977, when ABBA’s ‘Dancing Queen’, Queen’s ‘Bohemian Rhapsody’, and Fleetwood Mac’s Rumors album filled the radio airwaves. We had Star Wars, Saturday Night Fever and the founding of Apple computers. 

1999 - 2000 was similarly explosive with The Matrix, X-Men, Fight Club and well, what movie didn’t come out during this era? Britney and Christina were pop icons, Buffy and Charmed battled evil.

Then finally, in June 2011 - June 2012, Lena Dunham’s Girls debuted, iPhones became essential, and artists like Lana Del Rey, Florence and the Machine, and Frank Ocean filled our earbuds. 

Jupiter in Taurus influence this time

For the first time since 1941, Jupiter will join Uranus in Taurus. It’s likely that those in positions of power will make riskier decisions, building Jenga towers that can only go so high without crashing. New idols will sweep the imagination, joining Jupiter in Taurus icons like Mickey Mouse and Darth Vader. In the summer of 2023, Venus will retrograde in Leo, which can reboot iconography of the Hollywood machine and influencer culture. A new era of stars will mesmerize and inspire.

Personal Effects

While Jupiter is in Taurus, focus on enjoying life! We can be happy with a simple, good life during this time. Taurus in Jupiter urges us to enjoy, appreciate and build on what we already have.

We can be more realistic and practical. We need clear goals and strong plans, but we take pleasure in pursuing our goals in a more leisurely fashion. Jupiter will remain in Taurus for the next year, making plenty of time to develop the security you have been craving. We attract the most good fortune when we observe wisely rather than jump too quickly into something new.

Life can be prosperous during this transit. Since Jupiter is also seen as the planet of abundance, this can be a period of growth, prosperity and luck in the form of tangible resources like money, food and livelihood. These things can be acquired by using a practical approach with the help of Taurus. 

We will have an easier time with practical decision making. We are able to rise above pettiness, mundane concerns and inconveniences. 

It’s a good time to look at our financial standings and find a change for growth. Long-term financial investments are in favor and investments may even start to pay off. We can happily watch our profits and possessions slowly, but surely accumulate. We attract good fortune when we are charitable and patient. Make sure that basic needs are met before pursuing more goals.

While there can be some good fortune when it comes to money and personal possessions due to resourcefulness, we can also get caught up in our possessions that bring comfort and pleasure, so be wary of an unhealthy focus on material items or the joy of buying. We can become possessive. Negative manifestations can give us a “wait and see” attitude that leads to us not being motivated, and we can be stubborn with our opinions and beliefs. 

It’s a great time for your creative release. Feed, strengthen and style yourself as a powerful vessel to bring the future.

It’s beneficial to keep in mind that Jupiter is about higher minded thinking. We can take advantage of this transit by making sure that our morals and ethics are up to date and meaningful as our attention to material objects. With Jupiter and Taurus coming together, we’re reminded that the answers we seek are with us all the time. Spirituality is not something outside of us that we aspire to, but the always present buzz of daily life. This transit gives us the opportunity to push past distractions and tap into wisdom within ourselves.

Here are some journal prompts you could find helpful during this transit:

What does abundance mean to me?

How do I want to cultivate more abundance in my life? What real steps can I take to achieve this?

What are my values and how do they shape my relationship to material possessions? How can I align my spending habits with my values?

How do I prioritize self-care and pleasure in my life? How can I incorporate this into my daily routine?

What brings me a sense of stability and security? How can I ensure that I am cultivating these feelings into my life?

How can I find the resources to support the people that matter to me?

In what ways have I experienced growth and expansion in my life? How can I build on this momentum moving forward?

How can I find balance between my desire for comfort and my need for growth and new experiences?

#jupiter #jupiter in taurus #current astrology #astrology

[whatstruthgottodowithit]

Trick or Treat

Fandom: RPF, American Actor, Bohemian Rhapsody Cast

Pairing: Joe Mazzello x Female Reader

Characters: Joe Mazzello, Female Reader, Original Child Character

Word Count: 823 // Rating: Gen

Summary: It's time for trick-or-treating but reader's been benched

Tags/ Warnings: Fluff, Established Relationship, Pregnant Reader, Parents, Kids, Babies, Couples Costumes, Family Costumes, Disney Halloween Costumes, Request, Requested Fic

Notes: finally worked through my requests. from now i'll be doing my challenge. requests closed.

REQUEST

@borhapgirlforlife19 - Can I request a fluffy Joe Mazzello x fem. reader long oneshot where they take their daughter trick-or-treating for the first time?

Ding dong

‘Just a second!’ Y/N called as she hurriedly tried to get off the couch. She was struggling though as the comfy cushions had sucked her in making it near impossible to get out of them. It also didn’t help that she had a baby bump the size of a watermelon slowing her down. It was Halloween night and though she could hear the merriment of the children in the street she hadn’t been able to participate and instead was stuck inside handing out candy to those that came by. 

She had been all ready to go. Her candy had been decanted into a bowl she was going to leave on the porch. Her costume was selected and matched her husband and little girls so well. But she hadn’t foreseen the snag in her plan. She knew it was going to be hard work waddling around the neighbourhood. But as they had all donned their costumes she had felt a familiar flutter in her belly. Her first contraction. 

‘But your due date’s not for another week!’ Joe said as he paced their living room wearing half of his Sully costume. She was dressed as Mike Wazowski, the eye on her bump. 

‘Yes Joe I know,’ she said, ‘but babies do come early remember.’

‘But we’re not ready,’ he said in a strangled voice. He was panicking.

She didn’t know why. They were ready for their son’s imminent birth and they had done it all before so it wasnt like they didn't know what they should be doing.

‘We’re all packed up and ready to go. My mom will come as soon as we ask her to. It’s all in hand,’ she said. 

‘But,’ he said looking up at her like a heartbroken kid, ‘trick-or-treating. We promised.’

Y/N sighed. As the pair of them fell quiet she could hear giggling from upstairs. She could picture her daughter sitting in her room playing, wearing the Boo costume she had been wearing all day and refusing to take off. 

‘You can take her,’ Y/N said. 

‘But you wanted to come,’ he said coming towards her, resting his hands on her bump. 

‘I know. But I ain’t gonna be able to trudge around this neighbourhood like this,’ she said as he leaned in and pressed a kiss on her forehead, ‘you two should go. She’s been excited for this all day.’ 

‘And you’ll call if you need me right?’ he said looking down into her eyes. 

‘You’re on speed dial,’ she chuckled. 

Once out of the couch’s grasp she waddled towards the door grabbing the bowl of candy off the sideboard. She hoped whoever was outside would be patient enough to wait given her incapacitation. She wrenched the door open and found a couple in front of her. 

‘Trick or treat!’ they both said with glee. Y/N smiled. Standing in front of her was a very familiar duo. Sully and Boo. 

‘Well, well, well, what do we have here,’ she said feigning ignorance. 

‘I’m boo!’ her daughter giggled poking her head out from under her hood. 

‘I can see that,’ she said, ‘and a very good boo you make!’ 

‘Boo wants candy!’ she said holding her very full pillowcase out in front of her. Y/N chuckled and dropped a handful of candy into her sack ignoring the sign she had written and placed in the bowl asking people to ‘just take one’. 

‘Thank you!’ her daughter giggled rushing inside and sitting in the hall. She dumped her candy out onto the floor ignoring her parents as her fingers raked through it trying to decide what she was going to eat first. 

‘And what are you?’ she said looking a Joe. 

‘He’s Sully!’ her daughter explained her mouth already full of a chocolate bar.

‘Oh yeah?’ Y/N said. 

‘It’s my wife’s favourite Disney film,’ Joe said with a smirk. 

‘And you did this to make her happy?’ she asked, ‘she must be a lucky girl.’ 

‘Oh she is. She’s even got me doing the trick-or-treating solo,’ he chuckled. 

‘Any excuse to sit in and do nothing huh?’ Y/N chuckled. 

‘I don’t know,’ Joe said coming towards her and wrapping his arms around her, ‘as excuses go she’s got a pretty good one.’

‘Maybe it’s all a ruse,’ Y/N said though her smile was cut short as another contraction hit. They’d been coming quicker and quicker since they had been out. And this one was a doozy. Joe held her as she breathed through the pain. 

‘You okay?’ he asked with a wince.

‘That was a big one,’ she panted. 

‘I think it’s time to call your mom to babysit,’ Joe said. 

‘Yeah, I think so,’ she said pulling back, ‘but I wanna do something first.’

‘What?’ he asked.

‘See your haul,’ she said and with that, she yanked his bag out of his hand to peruse his candy collection. 

#my writing #joe mazzello #joe mazzello fic #joe mazzello x you #joe mazzello x reader #bohemian rhapsody fic #fluff #requests #trick or treat

[gerogerigaogaigar]

Portishead - Dummy

Trip hop is one of those genres where there are like three artists in the whole scene and all of them are legendary. That was kind of an early 90s mood honestly what with grunge being the same. Portishead's sound may be indistinguishable from their contemporaries for a lot of listeners but where Massive Attack and Tricky are coming from a hip hop sound Portishead has more in common with dub and jungle. They have slowed down the breakbeat to the point that its more implied than extant. Dummy develops a spacey, smokey atmosphere thats a little more tripped out and mellow than any other trip hop artist.

Prince - 1999

Yes! YES! In a sane world this would easily be Prince's best album. It's only by the grace of some flamboyant fag god that it isn't. 1999 is filled with huge funky beats and extremely corny synth lines. All the while Prince sing about what Prince knows best: sex. A third the album is made up of seven plus minute funk jams. Three in a row in fact. You'd think that going from the seven minute Let's Pretend We're Married to the eight minute D.S.M.R. to the nine minute Automatic would be tiring, but there is nothing tiring about 1999. This album which ranks 2nd or 3rd in Prince's discography for me would easily best most other artists best work by a mile.

Pink Floyd - The Wall

Roger Waters clearly decided at the height of Pink Floyd's popularity that, instead of going to therapy, he should just get all his problems out in the form of a sprawling concept album. The Wall is lyrically and thematically dense and careful in its use of musical motifs. The four note riff that accompanies main character Pink at every turn becomes a musical symbol of his downfall. And lyrically Waters is working through so many things. His feeling toward his dad, war, stardom, and his fans. His hatred for Thatcherism and the boarding school syatem. Disillusionment and the desire to escape. It may be a lengthy album, but it still packs a lot into that time. The Wall weaves a rich tapestry, its a lot to take in, but there are enough catchy songs to make the first listen as enjoyable as hundredth.

Queen - A Night At The Opera

It seems like a crime to separate A Night At The Opera from its sister album A Day At The Races, but this is the only one that critics liked. A Night At The Opera is a deliciously eccentric album. Its content to jump back and forth between ripping hard rock solos, jaunty little ukelele tunes, prog rock epics, and other miscellania. The whole thing really earns the right to be named after a Marx Brothers film with all the camp and it does feel as dramatic as an opera at times. Nearly every song feels like it could be the centerpiece to a different album. Most people probably consider meme legend Bohemian Rhapsody to be the album's centerpiece, but for me it has to be The Prophet's Song because not a lot of songs can pull off the transition from prog rock number to acapella fugue and back with such ease and style. Everything is so tight and ao technically proficient. The whole album is a well oiled machine that just produces serotonin.

Ray Charles - Modern Sounds In Country And Western Music

In an era when soul, gospel, and R&B were still called 'race music' it was an incredibly bold move to release this record. Modern Sounds In Country And Western Music consists of lush soul covers of contemporary country ballads. Not only was this the most popular album of Ray Charles' career it also revitalized interest in country music. Where the nashville sound is lush he went lusher with more strings and backup vocalists. Where country musicians croon he croons like he was trying out for the rat pack. He takes everything that country music does well and then does it better as a soul songs. This man outdid an entire genre of music! This album has the biggest dick energy in musical history probably.

Mary J. Blige - My Life

Mary J. Blige is back and her second album brings more of the R&B with hip hop beats rhat we saw on her first album. Although there is more neo soul style crooning and less funkiness which makes My Life a little less interesting than her debut. Its still a pretty great album though if you liked Whats The 411? then you'll probably like My Life.

Beastie Boys - Paul's Boutique

This is the most nonsensical, unfocused, chaotic, and stupid album in the entire Beastie Boys catalogue. It is one of my favorite hip hop albums of all time. The rowdy childlike goofiness is so fucking infectious. I dont know how they get away with singing an entire song about eggs and then asking me to take anything seriously ever again. I love it. The beats are next level though. Look up a list of the samples used on Paul's Boutique and you'll be floored by the sheer number. The Sounds Of Science samples five different Beatles songs and then also samples Isaac Hayes, James Brown, Pato Bantin, and Boogie Down Productions. It feels like they chose half their samples strategically to make brilliant beats and then a few goofball choices like the theme from Magilla Gorilla or Folsom Prison Blues. The incredibly vortuosic production combined with the childlike off the cuff sound is really amazing. They worked so hard to make it sound like they weren't even trying.

U2 - Achtung Baby

#500 album gauntlet #portishead #prince #pink floyd #queen #ray charles #mary j blige #beastie boys #U2 #Youtube

[freddieraimbow74]

17 March 1977 - Circus Magazine published the following article

“Freddie Mercury Joins the Bigtime: What It’s Like to Lead the British Touring Pack”

Back in the old days, we were often compared to Led Zeppelin. If we did something with harmony, it was the Beach Boys. Something heavy was Led Zeppelin. Robert Plant was always my favourite singer-and he’s said nice things about me, you know. He actually said he liked “Killer Queen”. We were always a sitting target in the press because we became popular so quickly. But, you know, we spent two years putting our act together. It destroys the soul to hear that you’re all hype, that you have no talent, and that your whole career has been contrived. I was never too keen on the British music press. They’ve called us a supermarket hype, and they used to suggest that we didn’t write our own songs. When the whole point of Queen was to be original.

I’m the first to accept fair criticism. But the dishonest reviews-where people haven’t done their homework-I just tear them up. I do get annoyed when up-and-coming journalists put themselves above the artist. I don’t care what journalists say, we achieved our own identity after QUEEN II. As for the Beach Boys or Led Zeppelin comparisons: it’s the combination of all those influences which means Queen. We were disliked by the press in the early days because they couldn’t put their finger on us, and that was the case with Zeppelin as well.

A lot of people slammed “Bohemian Rhapsody”, but who can you compare that to? Name one group that’s done an operatic single. You know, we were adamant that “Bohemian Rhapsody” would be a hit in its entirety. We have been forced to make compromises, but cutting up a song will never be one of them.

We’va always put our neck on the line. We’re fussy and finnicky and have very high standards. If a song can’t be done properly, we’d rather it isn’t done at all. We’re the fussiest band in the world, and we put so much loving into every album. We’re a very expensive group; we break a lot of rules. It’s unheard of to combine opera with a rock theme, my dear. And, we have no such things as a budget anymore. Our manager freaks when we show him the bill. We’re lavish to the bone, but all our money goes back into the product. We’ve gone overboard on every Queen album. But that’s Queen. If people said, “The new album sounds just like Night At The Opera”, I’d give up. Wouldn’t you?

After Sheer Heart Attack, we realized we’d estabilished ourselves. We felt that there were no barriers, no restrictions. A Night At The Opera featured every sound from tuba to a comb. Nothing is out of bounds. Every molecule of Day At The Races-every iota-is us. No session men. We don’t try to reproduce that onstage.

We’ve been slagged in the press for our flamboyant stage show. We think a show should be a spectacle. A concert is not a live rendition of our album. It’s a theatrical event.

In the early days, we just wore black onstage. Very bold, my dear. Then we introduced white, for variety, and it simply grew and grew. “Stone Cold Crazy” was the first song Queen ever performed onstage.

I have fun with my clothes onstage; it’s not a concert you’re seeing, it’s a fashion show. I dress to kill, but tastefully. My nail polish? I used to use Biba, now I use Miners. One coat goes on really smooth.

If we’re weird onstage, I don’t know what you’d call the Tubes. We’re a bit flashy, but the music’s not one big noise. I think we’re sophisticated. I like the cabaretish sort of thing. In fact, one of my early inspirations came from Cabaret. I absolutely adore Liza Minnelli, she’s a total wow. The way she delivers her songs-the sheer energy. The way the lights enhance every movement of the show. I think you can see similarities in the excitement and energy of a Queen show. It’s now Glamrock, you see; we’re in the showbusiness tradition.

The lavish presentation appeals to me, and I’ve got to convince the others. You don’t know how I had to fight for “Big Spender” on the last tour. We row about everything, even about the air we breath. We’re the bitchiest band on earth, darling. We’re at each other’s throats. One night Roger ws in a foul mood and he threw his entire bloody drumset across the stage. The thing only just missed me -I might have been killed. Yes, we’re all very highly strung. Once, Roger squirted Brian in the face with hairspray in a tiny, staming dressing room. They nearly came to blows. We’ve all got massive egos, my dear. The others don’t like my interviews. And frankly, I don’t care much of theirs. I’m very emotional; I think I may go mad in several years’ time.

People think I’m an ogre, you know. Onstage, I am a devil. But I’m hardly a social reject. My parents were very strict, actually. I was born in Zanzibar, September 5, 1946. My father was a civil servant. I learned to fend for myself in boarding school. All the bullying-I had the odd schoolmaster chasing at me. I was considered the arch poof. I’ve had my share of schoolboy pranks. That’s as much as I’ll divulge. I got my diploma from Ealing College of Art, in graphics and illustration. You know, I designed the Queen crest. I simply combined all the creatures that represent our star signs-and I don’t even believe in astrology. I think my melodies are superior to my lyrics. “Death On Two Legs” was the most vicious lyric I ever wrote. It’s so vindictive that Brian felt bad singing it. I don’t like to explain what I was thinking when I wrote a song. I think that’s awful, just awful. When I’m dead, I want to be remembered as a musician of some worth and substance.

Years ago, I thought up the name Queen. It’s just a name. But it’s regal, obviously, and sounds splendid. I like to be surrounded by splendid things. I like to browse around art galleries, but I’m a hard-working lad and I never have the time. I bought a house in London which I’d only seen in photographs. I know that’s absurd, but I had no time to go house-hunting. And I needed a place to move my furniture and clothes. I want to lead the Victorian life, surrounded by exquisite clutter.

I’m not into business at all. I’m hopeless with money; I simply spend what I’ve got. I guess I’ve always lived the glamorous life of a star. It’s nothing new-I used to spend down to the last dime. Now I’ve got money. I always knew I was a star.

And now, the rest of the world seems to agree with me.

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[denimbex1986]

'Christopher Nolan's Oppenheimer is poised to grab another record in its historic opening run at the worldwide box office, by becoming the highest grossing biopic in history after overtaking the 2018 musical film, Bohemian Rhapsody which told the life story of the iconic musician Freddie Mercury and, in a broader sense, the storied career of the legendary music group, Queen.

Bohemian Rhapsody grossed $910.8 million from an estimated $55 million budget—a staggering box office success by any measure. While Oppenheimer carried a meatier $100 million budget, it has now surpassed that box office gross and can claim the biopic title alongside various other accolates it has picked up on its enormously successful journey since it premiered on July 21.

Oppenheimer tells the story of J. Robert Oppenheimer, the theoretical physicist who served as the director of the Manhattan Project, which was based in Los Alamos, New Mexico. The Manhattan Project was a secret research group tasked with developing and putting into practice the very first weapon of mass destruction, with an eye on using it to conclude the Second World War. Cillian Murphy plays the eponymous Oppenheimer, alongside Robert Downey Jr., Emily Blunt, Florence Pugh, Matt Damon, Kenneth Branagh, Jason Clarke, Josh Harnett, Dylan Arnold, Benny Safdie, James D'Arcy, Tony Goldwyn, Olivia Thirlby, and Jack Quaid, to name a few.

The Rami Malek Cinematic Universe

Of course, the biggest winner in this battle is Rami Malek, who appears in both films, albeit in substantially differing roles when it comes to screentime. Malek, as everyone will remember, won the first Academy Award of his career for playing the lead singer of Queen, Freddie Mercury, in Bohemian Rhapsody. While his role in Oppenheimer amounts to a glorified cameo, it's a mighty few minutes he's on screen in the role of David Hill, one of the scientists who idolised the work of Oppenheimer and whose testimony uncovered the conspiracy wrought against Oppenheimer by Lewis Strauss (played by Robert Downey Jr. in the film), costing Strauss his nomination as the US Secretary of Commerce.

Filled with practical effects, combined with an outstanding musical score by Ludwig Göransson and stunning cinematography by Hoyte van Hoytema, the film continues to pack IMAX theaters where it still plays, and will return later this year as a dual consequence of the ongoing strikes, plus audience demand. Regarded as Nolan's most mature work to date, the film leans into an ominous, dialogue-driven tone, diverging from the high spectacle he's typically associated with. Furthermore, Oppenheimer is positioned as a strong contender in the Oscar race for 2024, and may yet nab Nolan his elusive Best Director award at last.'

#Christopher Nolan #Oppenheimer #Bohemian Rhapsody #IMAX #Freddie Mercury #Queen #Cillian Murphy #Robert Downey Jr. #Emily Blunt #Florence Pugh #Matt Damon #Kenneth Branagh #Jason Clarke #Josh Harnett #Dylan Arnold #Benny Safdie #James D'Arcy #Tony Goldwyn #Olivia Thirlby #Jack Quaid #The Manhattan Project #Los Alamos #David Hill #Lewis Strauss #Oscars #Ludwig Goransson #Hoyte van Hoytema

[am-i-sans]

dnd adventure 16

we spent sometime talking about the logistics of fucking a talking sword

cam goes to eeby deeby and inferno comes out. undyne punches him in the face lol.

we let the mayor know we killed the dragon and he tells the town. mayors kid said theirs a beast of some sort in the woods so were gonna go kill it!

undyne,suzy, frog and tori got fuckin lost lol. dans and inferno corral them cause good lord undyne is punching trees.

2 shambling mounds? gotta free the person!

crit 31 damage from me FINALLY!

we STILL dont see frogs new dagger. dammit moss show meeeee!!!

tori keeps getting hit for rookie numbers lol.

undyne did 29 damage jebus. plus 12 to hit my ass.

frog can FINALLY use the dagger! the guitar solo from bohemian rhapsody? what? dagger of guitar solos?! wtf.

undyne finally kills viney! she saves the dude!

used my hammer to smack the other guy cause yay new weapon!

frogs dagger is now playing freebird help me.

tori learns! she moves out of the way of everyone to use lighting bolt! IT HAS LIGHTNING ABSORPTION YOU KILLED US!

i got hit! so did frog! bazinga. so i slapped it with my boomerang.

(i am once again reminded i murdered the music bot on accident ;-;)

(also raz was so fuckin mad it didnt die in the big hit he did lol)

undyne finally kills it! freedom! LEVEL UP!

got a new spell poggers. frog learned eldrich blast ;-; and fireball xD

going back to tell the mayor that the monster is real!

im going to sell my shit. frog is doing band stuff. undyne and tori are going drinking and forcing inferno around. suzy is being secretive?!

inferno is gambling lol. and i got fuckin loaded selling my shit yeasssss like over a thousand gold *dab* inferno is doing blackjack. he won.

sharing some ale with undyne. inviting tori for some drinking. just some wholesome bonding. dans reassures tori and undyne hes not upset about what happaned. tori contemplates her lighting and hurting others. undyne works her anger out.

we notice suzy isnt back yet. dans passes notes to undyne and tori telling them about the money and to not tell inferno and then eats the notes.

susie found a cave where their family stayed when she was a kid. SUSIE LORE! we go visit the cave. its just a bare cave. her family was an actual pack of fuckin wolves. humans kidnapped her when she got near a town. she stole an axe and escaped. met a bear. lived with her. kidnapped by elves. joined hyenas but they sucked so she left. went solo. mt cave. (cam popped into chat in the middle of this lol) dragon lair. ate her whole. chewed her way out. stomped on its head until it died. met frog and tori and lived near the woods by them.

cams no longer in eeby deeby! and is fuckin freaked at suzys background. 'dragons can be killed?!' lol

we see a flyer about a festival in a city a few days travel away! midsummer festival! party! we get on soupnik!

we see a burnt down town! oh no! undyne was supposed to roll a history but got a 3 lol. tori ALSO knows this place hmmmm sus. thankfully frog calls tori out lol.

tori lore finally! she used to live here :( her mother made 'a poor decison' made a pact and got everyone killed. including her siblings. everyone hug the tori!

to be continued~

#dans #dnd #dnd adventures

[guns-n-jovi]

Queen

Oh, Queen, my beloved 💕. Where do I even begin with them? I love them so much- they are my sixth favorite band.

Queen was my first favorite band ever, and it was through them that I discovered my love for classic rock. I REALLY liked them, learned a crap ton of their songs, and one thing led to another from there. Because I liked them so much, I decided to check out other bands like them. The rest, as they say, is history 😂.

Freddie Mercury was such an amazing vocalist. There was never talent quite like his and there definitely will never be again. He's by far my favorite 70s front man. (Well, I'm kinda biased towards Paul Stanley because I totally have a crush on him, but as far as talent goes, Freddie is my favorite.)

My top ten personal favorite Queen songs are, as follows, in somewhat of a particular order: Fat Bottomed Girls, Dragon Attack, Somebody To Love, Bohemian Rhapsody, '39, The Prophet's Song, Killer Queen, I Want It All, In The Lap Of The Gods (original) and Stone Cold Crazy.

A Night At The Opera is one of my favorite albums of all time. It comes right behind Appetite For Destruction, Van Halen 1, and Slippery When Wet. It was my favorite album for a while, before I branched out and learned more about other albums. Like I said, it still ranks pretty high up there. I really do like it a lot.

One thing that is so neat about Queen is the particular vibe of Queen 1, Queen 2, and Sheer Heart Attack. Songs such as Great King Rat, My Fairy King, Ogre Battle, and The Seven Seas Of Rhye give me the vibe of fairytales or a fantasy world. Does that make sense? Like, if Alice In Wonderland had a rock n' roll soundtrack, that's what those first four Queen albums made me think of. Led Zeppelin had that same vibe, and a lot more of it. Pink Floyd sort of did, but it was much less mystical and much more bizarre. (Hehe, I wish someone would ask me my thoughts on Pink Floyd. That's an interesting conversation I cannot WAIT to have.) I feel like Queen never lost that vibe completely. Even as their music became slightly heavier throughout the 80s, they never completely abandoned that idea, if that makes sense. It's one of the many things I like about them.

Queen has some essential songs you simply just cannot miss, so those will be my official recs. This is my Queen "starter pack", if you will:

Even as I have come to discover all these other bands, I haven't forgotten- and will never forget- Queen's impact on me. I have Queen to thank for my rock n' roll obsession, and I am forever grateful that I discovered them. 💛

Thank you! 💛