Friday October 2, 2020 “Bohemian Rhapsody” Queen

Not one of my favorite songs but not because it isn’t a great tune, because it is, but because the radio has beaten it to death by overplaying it and turned it more into an annoyance than the amazing diversion that it was when it was originally released.

 Thanks to the long, successful history of this band, one of the few bands that has survived the years with its original members (excepting of course the late Freddie Mercury) and the recent movie, there is little that we don’t know about Queen.

 This remarkable song truly conforms to its rhapsody theme as a ‘one-movement work that is episodic yet integrated, free-flowing in structure, featuring a range of highly contrasted moods, colour, and tonality’.  But what does it all mean?

 The band when asked has always provided somewhat obscure meanings which eventually gets to the ‘we would leave the interpretation to the listener’ although there are several suggestions that have been made not the least of which is Freddie dealing with his sexuality.

 The song has been in the top forty in three different decades, an accomplishment by only Cher and Prince suggesting that it may be important from a hit perspective to have a single name.

 There are many lines in this song that are open to interpretation but the one we will go with this today: “Spare him his life for this one cup of tea.”

 Stay safe and well...and maybe Queen had such longevity because they are a great band with a legendary frontman.

Is this the real life?

Is this just fantasy?

Caught in a landslide

No escape from reality

Open your eyes

Look up to the skies and see

I'm just a poor boy, I need no sympathy

Because I'm easy come, easy go

A little high, little low

Anyway the wind blows, doesn't really matter to me, to me

Mama, just killed a man

Put a gun against his head

Pulled my trigger, now he's dead

Mama, life had just begun

But now I've gone and thrown it all away

Mama, ooh

Didn't mean to make you cry

If I'm not back again this time tomorrow

Carry on, carry on, as if nothing really matters

Too late, my time has come

Sends shivers down my spine

Body's aching all the time

Goodbye everybody I've got to go

Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth

Mama, ooh (anyway the wind blows)

I don't want to die

I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all

I see a little silhouetto of a man

Scaramouch, scaramouch will you do the fandango

Thunderbolt and lightning very very frightening me

Gallileo, Gallileo

Gallileo, Gallileo

Gallileo Figaro, magnifico

I'm just a poor boy and nobody loves me

He's just a poor boy from a poor family

Spare him his life from this monstrosity

Easy come easy go, will you let me go

Bismillah! No we will not let you go, let him go

Bismillah! We will not let you go, let him go

Bismillah! We will not let you go, let me go

Will not let you go, let me go (never)

Never, never, never, never, never let me go

No, no, no, no, no, no, no

Oh mama mia, mama mia, mama mia let me go

Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me

For me

For me

So you think you can stop me and spit in my eye

So you think you can love me and leave me to die

Oh, baby, can't do this to me, baby

Just gotta get out, just gotta get right outta here

Ooh yeah, ooh yeah

Nothing really matters

Anyone can see

Nothing really matters nothing really matters to me

Anyway the wind blows

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