If I’m not back again this time tomorrow/Carry on, carry on.

Bed is the poor man’s opera, goes the Italian proverb.
And Queen is the semi-poor blogger’s opera on the Technics platter in apt. 302.
Oh, and (sorry Mom) bed too.

It’s Freddie Mercury’s birthday (’46) so of course I’m thinking about how the only significant contribution to my life that Vanilla Ice made was upsetting everybody when I was a baby hip-hop fan and introducing me to “Under Pressure.” (The
2 heathens did not have a tight Queen game while I was growing up, so I had to fend for myself when I reached record-buying age. I am now well-versed in Queen, especially
News of the World, oh my god don’t get me started. Also, listening to “Dragon Attack” is the Brit-rock version of brushing dirt off your shoulder.)

I’m spunky, I like my oatmeal lumpy, I got you stuck off the realness, I like puppies and rainbows, and I love the things that the human voice can do. But I wasn’t sure which song to pick for a Freddie post. “Bohemian Rhapsody” supersedes its association with any Mike-Myers-related cinema; that right there is the jam and you know it. John Deacon’s basslines share this quality with Bootsy Collins and Larry Graham, and that quality is that they make my head and other body parts throb from sheer greatness. And “Fat Bottomed Girls” is yet another Tecate-raiser at the bar (sorry, my Caucasian is showing) and part of the reason Queen is one of the greatest collection of musical humans ever in the history of the world and universe; who else would think to write a song about slutty girls with ass that makes all the girls at the bar want to be slutty girls with ass? GENIUS.

But I had to go with “Under Pressure,” a song about my emotions as I try to be all things to you at all times while hoping I’m good enough and pretty enough and smart enough (just jokin; I listen to Sly and the Jungle Brothers, so I know I’m perfection).

This song is so beautifully put together, highs and lows and pressure-building with sound and then releasing that pressure, so many twists and turns like a rollercoaster, probably not unlike life, but especially life as a gay man in an operatic British band in the ’70s and ’80s and being blessed with vocal gifts that make everybody want to look at you even though you’re shy. That’s what’s known as, how do you say, pressure. It is also impossible for me to believe that the studio did NOT implode from Music God Epicness during the recording of this piece. Mercury, May, Bowie. They did record it in Switzerland, though, so maybe that was because British equipment couldn’t handle it. But if it didn’t happen with “Verbal Intercourse,” I guess all other songs are safe.

Queen and David Bowie – “Under Pressure”


I have listened to this song 816 times, and that was just this morning, so I will now tell you the parts that will make you want to hug your neighbor: “People on the streets.” “The terror of knowing what this world is about.” “Keep coming up with love but it’s so slashed and torn” (even though this is a Freddie post, OH DAVID BOWIE!, you are so skinny and brilliant and so oddly hot).
Right around 3:25, the culminating statement –

This is our last dance,


under pressure.

And, best of all, the “Why can’t we give love, give love, give love, give love…,” fading into forever. If this does not move you, I must logically conclude that you are either a cyborg or not from Earth. What is your home planet like? And how have you survived without Queen? Or ice cream, or sunshine, or songs that Prince Paul produced?


One thought on “If I’m not back again this time tomorrow/Carry on, carry on.

  1. Drew

    This is probably up there with my favorite songs of all time.. for all those reasons you described… It FEELS like they're under pressure, and you KNOW Freddie is.. and then you have David there as friendly support, which somehow makes it all the more important.. it's not just one guy/band screaming into the night, it's two rock gods, telling you what it's like…
    ..anyhow, very well put, miss.. I honestly came about your blog randomly, continued for your cuteness, but found you to be an interesting and astute writer..! Bookmarking now.


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