SAVE MY, FREDDIE!..  


лLove is Russian roulette for me. No one loves the real me inside, they`re all in love with my fame, my stardomЕ╗


He had come to me in the sleep, the thin and not tall young man, with long dark hair and huge radiant eyes. Action of the sleep developed in a small tavern. On a ground floor there was the pub, where the fight already had begun. And upstairs a hotel was located; I was in one of its rooms. The guy, escaping from opponents, had flown to my room on the huge chandelier, which hung under a ceiling. He had approached closer and had told: лI`ll rescue you╗. He hadn`t told me his name.

Then I was 13 and I was a schoolgirl. In 1987 nobody did hear about лQueen╗ and Freddie in the USSR. I remember, when in 1989 after demonstration of the fragment of video лI want to break free╗ in one program on TV, this program was closed a month later. And only his metaphysical voice had returned again to me in 1991, after his death. Someone had told: лHe has deserved this╗, but it`s wrong, it`s impossible to judge the person, without knowing his essence.

Later, in 1995, when TV and radio promoted their albums on all channels, I felt myself very bad, I had the depression. The unsuccessful love, the death of my friends Е All was aggravated more and more. But when I heard Freddie`s voice and Brian`s divine guitar, I had quieted down, all my feelings had come to an order. I had been going through the heaviest minutes of my life with his music together, and with his songs. I''m sincerely grateful to this person, who always spoke лI had made all that I could╗.

I admire his courage, when he, having no life forces, came to the studio and wrote down songs, wrote down his voice. Later, his friends had accompanied this material by music. Ok, maybe he was лMr.Bad Guy╗, but nobody has a right to judge him.

He was unhappy, the reason is unknown. Later, when I acquainted with a history and discography of лQueen╗, I had learned that formerly he had long hair, and he was thin young man, he hadn`t moustaches.... And on some evening party, he suddenly had climbed on the table, grasped a chandelier and had begun to swing, exclaiming: лI always dreamed to be shaken on a chandelierЕ╗.

I love his humour, I like when he speaks лmy darling╗, it`s delightful. I feel each movement of his voice, each future and not being sung the note. This music is mine. It`s not music, it`s shout of his soul, it`s his soul. The scene, which had been saving him for a long time. And he, who has rescued me.

P.S. One day the depression was over, and it had seemed to me that Freddie`s soul was already free and able to depart. I had blessed him, said лgoodbye╗ and лgood luck╗. I has felt myself more easy more for the first time after long years, I has felt the taste to life.

Thank you, лmy darling╗, I`m grateful to you! You really, as always, have made all, that you could Е


LINKS:
The Official Queen Fun Club
Queen Online
Queen in Russia


 

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