Queen
A bit of a Queen intro for you....
As a teenage visitor to the many record shops that
existed in the early-mid seventies, I had flipped past the sleeve of
Queen's debut album, so I was familiar with it. I also saw the posters
for their appearance at my local rock club, Friars in Aylesbury in early 1974. I was too young to attend. I was also aware when they supported my favourite band, Mott The Hoople, in 1974.
They
burst into my sphere with the Seven Seas Of Rhye single and then with
Killer Queen. It was the era of glam and, while Freddie Mercury fitted
the bill for a glam rocker, with his long, dark hair, black nail varnish
and flouncy white blouses, there were still several bands/artists I
preferred - Mott, Bowie, Roxy Music, and Cockney Rebel. Queen, at that
point, came in the second section. I knew they were credible in
comparison to say, out and out glammers like Sweet, but in many ways I
saw them as imitators as opposed to innovators. Some have accused them
of being run-of-the-mill chancers, but that is somewhat harsh.
I
went to see them in concert at Earl's Court in 1977 when they were
still long-haired and be-bloused. Much as I loved the excitement of that
show, punk and new wave soon took over my thoughts and my brief
obsession with Queen became something I wanted to put behind me. Freddie
went moustachioed, leather-clad and short-haired and, by 1979-80, they
were a band to be dismissed. Part of the indulgent, preposterous old
guard.
By
1984-85, they had a renaissance, rubber-stamped by the triumphant
appearance at Live Aid that found me feeling affectionately proud of my
faves from nine years earlier. They then garnered a whole host of new
fans who knew little of Now I'm Here, Ogre Battle or The Fairy-Feller's
Master-Stroke. They wanted to clap in unison to Radio GaGa, and they
did, in their thousands.
National treasurehood beckoned, the hits came thick and fast, then Freddie died and the whole world grieved, including old fans like me. The current craze for Queen nostalgia inspired by the Mercury biopic leaves me a bit cold, particularly with the movie's many inaccuracies, but every now and again I play the old "side two" of Queen II. That, for me, was Queen at their very best.
Click on the individual album images for the reviews -
| Queen | Queen II | Sheer Heart Attack | Night At The Opera |
| Day At The Races | News Of The World | Jazz | The Game |
| Hot Space | The Works | Kind Of Magic | The Miracle |
| Innuendo | Made In Heaven | Brian May solo | Bohemian Rhapsody |
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