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THE LEGEND
‘The Show Must Go On’:
In April 1992, the surviving members of Queen
organized a tribute concert for Mercury at Wembley Stadium (with all proceeds
going to the newly founded AIDS fund ‘The Mercury Phoenix Trust’) featuring
such Queen/Mercury admirers and ‘Queen-related people’ as Elton John, Guns n’
Roses, Seal, Metallica, David Bowie, Robert Plant, George Michael, Liza
Minnelli and as special guest Elizabeth Taylor, one of Freddie’s favourite film
stars.
Meanwhile,
Queen had sold hundreds of millions albums worldwide and in the summer of
2005 they were even first above The Beatles with the highest number of weeks in
the music charts. They have opened their own musical “We Will Rock
You” and finished their successful tour with Paul Rodgers billed as Queen + Paul Rodgers, offering a fusion
of Queen Classics and Rodgers hits from his days leading the bands “Free” and
“Bad Company”. Anyway, fans
continue feeling sad about the death of Mercury and keep stating in discussion
forums on the internet (such as http://queenzone.com) that no one can replace
Freddie Mercury.
Still, there are rumours circulating about Freddie
Mercury’s life which are trying to degrade his persona and his art (and which
are not concentrating on his music but only on his affairs) so that it is
difficult to identify the truth from the lies.
‘Real’ artists are
often misunderstood by ordinary people; they are sensible, they often are
‘suffering’ about the world and can easily fall into a life between two
extremes. They literally ‘burn out’ and
tragically die too soon – they life resembling a chain reaction…
The most important fact
is that Freddie Mercury made so many people happy throughout his life and with
his music and that the key message in his songs was always ‘love’.
“I think in the end being natural … being actually
genuine is what heightens at the end all the mistakes and all the excuses …”
“If had to do this all over again, yes why not, I’d do
it slightly differently”
“I’ve paid my dues
Time after time
I’ve done my sentence
But committed no crime
And bad mistakes
I’ve made a few
I’ve had my share of sand
Kicked in my face
But I’ve come through
And I need to go on and on and on and on
We are the champions – my friend
And we’ll keep on fighting till the end
We are the champions
We are the champions
No time for losers
‘Cause we are the champions of the world
I’ve taken my bows
And my curtain calls
You’ve brought me fame and fortune
And everything that goes with it
I thank you all
But it’s been no bed of roses
No pleasure cruise
I consider it a challenge before the whole human
race
And I ain’t gonna lose
And I need to go on and on and on and on
We are the champions – my friend
And we’ll keep on fighting till the end
We are the champions
We are the champions
No time for losers
‘Cause we are the champions of the world
We are the champions – my friend
And we’ll keep on fighting till the end
We are the champions
We are the champions
No time for losers
‘Cause we are the champions”

“But the image of every
true act, the strength of every true feeling, belongs to eternity just as much,
even though no one knows of it or sees it or records it or hands it down to
posterity. In eternity there is no posterity.”
Hermann Hesse,
Steppenwolf
+++ read an article reporting about the Freddie
Mercury Tribute Concert: CIRCUS, date: probably short after the Tribute
Concert (April 1992) +++
(Source: from my own collection)
QUEEN FOR A DAY:
BACKSTAGE AT THE FREDDIE TRIBUTE
by Corey Levitan
LONDON, ENGLAND
THE IRISH ARE THE ONES famous for wakes, gatherings
that celebrate rather than mourn the passing of a loved one. Today the English
are having a go at one for Freddie Mercury, a beloved countryman who
died of AIDS last November at the age of 45. They come not to bury the frontman
but to sing his praises. Their five-hour send-off, which sold out before any
participants were announced, is fit only for the king of Queen.
“We’re here tonight to celebrate the life, work and
dreams of one Freddie Mercury,” Queen guitarist
Brian May’s announcement christens the benefit. “You can cry as much
as you like,” Roger Taylor, Queen’s drummer, adds. Many fans and
artists do just that, as Metallica, Guns N’ Roses, Extreme,
Def Leppard, David Bowie, Robert Plant, Tony
Iommi, Elton John, Roger Daltrey, Spinal Tap and 98
other musicians perform, some alone, some backed by the surviving members of
Queen.
The performances caught by MTV’s cameras are
captivating, but the goings-on behind the scenes are even more so.
It’s Easter Sunday afternoon, one day before the show.
The sun beats away a morning shower, but nothing soothes the nerves of four
groups running through their sets to the empty cavern called Wembley Stadium.
Drum sets are lined up behind the stage curtain in
soundchecking order – Metallica at 2:00, Extreme at 3:15, Def Leppard at 4:30
and Guns N’ Roses at 5:45. Metallica trapsman Lars Ulrich, donning a Circus
T-shirt, approaches the third kit in and sits himself before Rick Allen’s
Acupad drum heads. “F*ck!” he screams, eyeing the DW foot pedals marked
“snare”, “tom” and “kick” designed to let Allen compensate for his missing left
arm. “How do you play this?”
Kirk Hammett notes that this will be Metallica’s first benefit performance. Behind
him at stage front, James Hetfield, the first Metallican plugged in,
picks the opening licks of “Enter Sandman”. His audience is 72,000 empty red
velour seats and a road crew, and he’s not happy with his guitar sound.
“I thought I was over getting so nervous like this,” Extreme drummer and Circus Drum Beat columnist
Paul Geary confesses as he waits on deck. “It’s not even the billion
people who’ll be watching; it’s that Queen will be standing behind us while we
play!”
Half-full tea cups rattle atop rented speakers as Extreme
executes a soulful medley of “Fat Bottomed Girls”, “Bicycle Race” and seven
other Queen Classics. Dismounting the stage, singer Gary Cherone
explains the set’s Extreme dearth: “Well, we put the Queen songs and Extreme
songs on a scale,” he says, imitating a scale by holding up his left palm,
then his right. “Then it went boom!” Gary drops the heavier palm
and laughs.
Phil Collen moves in from the wings to set up. He informs Circus of his
band’s debt to Queen: “The sound of Def Leppard is very influenced by them –
the multitrack vocals and guitars are a kind of tribute.” Soon Collen and
Co. are rehearsing “Let’s Get Rocked”. Joe Elliott’s voice is scratchy,
but he’s into it. So is new recruit Vivian Campbell, who contorts his
face to sing the words even when he’s not near a backup microphone.
Guns are up next for their 45 minutes, which begins
with “Knockin’ On Heavens Door”. Slash, Gilby, Clarke and Duff
McKagan work their strings and Marlboros as lyrics slowly scroll down two
30-inch teleprompter monitors. The computer behind Matt Sorum’s drum set
offers a menu of lyrical programs including “Bohemian Rhapsody” and “We Are The
Champions”, in addition to staples like “Bad Apples”, “Don’t Damn Me” and “You
Ain’t The First”.
“God, I sound like sh*t,” Duff says, dead-halting his rendition of “Paradise City”. Axl Rose
is not here, which the British press interpret as news. If they’d have read
their Circuses, they’d know that GN’R’s singer hardly ever practises
with his group. Papers like the Daily Mail and Daily Express are
perplexed that this band was asked to perform at all, considering the
references to “faggots” who think they’ll “spread some disease” in the 1988
song “One In A Million”.
Half the artists have arrived this morning, half have
been rehearsing with Queen for two days at Bray, a former film studio 30
minutes east of London. Kirk Hammett is in Wembley’s catering tent, which has
imported grub and memorabilia from London’s Hard Rock Cafe. Standing beneath a
menu of Elvis Presley’s favourite meal (“vegetable soup, pork chops with brown
gravy, and apple pie”) he jokes about hanging with the ilk of Elton John and
David Bowie. “Oh yeah,” he says sarcastically. “After this me and
David are going to a club to soot the sh*t!”
Flash to Monday afternoon, concert day. Axl is
backstage early, looking congenial as he sips from an Evian bottle and
schmoozes an MTV talent coordinator. He wears shorts, Timberland boots with
white socks, and a fluorescent green “Kill Your Idols” Jesus shirt, which a
billion viewers will be able to read two hours later. Holders of various
backstage passes – there are no less than ten varieties – pretend they’re too
cool to care who he is.
By the crew toilets, Gilby Clarke chats with his
personal guest, Bam, former drummer for defunct band Dogs D’Amour.
Clarke calls the “Illinois thing with Axl” unfair, referring to orders to
extradite Rose to St. Louis following a Chicago concert, which Axl cancelled to
avoid arrest.
A tremor shakes the stadium by its foundation as
Freddie Mercury appears on two 20-by-30-foot video screens bookending the
stage. “Are you ready brothers and sisters?” his recorded voice queries.
The audience, most of which dons the red ribbons symbolizing AIDS awareness, is
as responsive as any in Mercury’s lifetime.
Metallica tastes what it will be like opening for GN’R
this summer, as the band offers solid readings of “Enter Sandman”, “Sad But
True” and “Nothing Else Matters”. Lars is superanimated, his drum strokes
threatening low-flying aircraft, and Hetfield rises above a Clair Bros. sound
system riddled with mic and level snafus.
Next Brian May introduces Extreme as “the band that
understands Queen and Freddie best”. During the group’s abbreviated performance
of “Radio Gaga”, nearly every hand in the arena claps to imitate Queen’s video
for the song. This sea of palms moves in waves, beginning at the stage and
proceeding backwards, due to the added time it takes for the sound of the beats
to arrive at the rear of the audience.
A rushed “More Than Words” is tagged onto the Queen
song “Love OF My Life”, which Extreme released as a B-side two days earlier.
The unscheduled segue, first executed at last winter’s Hollywood Rocks festival
in Brazil, nudges the band past its allotted 15 minutes. Production personnel freak;
fans eat it up.
The backstage area bristles with priceless awkward
moments, such as Billy Squier standing affixed to a monitor watching the
next act, Def Leppard, command the stage. Leppard go its big break opening a
Squier tour in 1983; tonight Billy isn’t even performing. Elizabeth Taylor
makes her grand entrance into the green room just in time to catch Slash
peeling off his clothes; he bids hello. Come time for Axl to trot from his
dressing room to the stage, a windbreakered security guard warns off
photographers. He tips Circus anonymously: “Axl said he’s going back
in if he sees a flash bulb.” No shutters snap.
“Thank you Wimbledon!” Spinal Tap obliges the Wembley audience after performing “The Majesty
Of Rock”, a horrific original. Backstage, James Hetfield is pacing. He looks
stressed and he’s not talking to anyone. Metallica’s set is long over, but
Hetfield, Cherone, Elliott and Rose – among others – have yet to take the stage
for the concert’s main course, a cavalcade of singers fronting Queen’s Brian
May, Roger Taylor and John Deacon.
The most anticipated of theses sets, Elton John and
Axl Rose singing “Bohemian Rhapsody”, does not disappoint. Although Elton
begins the Queen hit an octave too low, Axl drives its headbanging second half
to heights even Wayne Campbell couldn’t fathom. When both duet for the final
verse – arm in arm – it is at once the concert’s climax and nadir. Here are
arguably the two most magical men of rock, one epitomizing Freddie at his
glitziest, the other Freddie at his most dangerous. Yet even the best two
artists for this job can’t fill in. It is this moment that most invokes the
night’s inevitable realization: Queen is dead.
Backstage, Circus asks Joe Elliott for his take
on which singers have come closest to filling the void. “Nobody in the
world!” he snaps.
One hundred thousand dollar’s worth of fireworks erupt
over the stage after Liza Minnelli leads a superstar chorus through “We
Are The Champions”, then “God Save The Queen”, the standard ending for a Queen
concert. Mercury adored Minnelli; in a 1977 Circus interview reprinted
last month, he called her “a total wow”. The screens then flash Freddie,
wearing regal robes and a crown, taking his final bow.
The action moves to the crew parking area outside, as
artists file into limousines headed back to their hotels, and later to a
shindig at a club called Brown’s. Freddie soothes a platoon of unsuccessful
gate crashers through a transistor radio: “Goodbye everybody, I’ve got to
go…”
The song is, of course, “Bohemian Rhapsody”. Tonight,
the next line seems ironic and macabre: “Gotta leave you all behind and face
the truth.” Freddie faced his truth alone, never publicly announcing he was
HIV-positive until hours before AIDS-related pneumonia did him in. Hopefully,
Mercury’s refusal to associate himself with the AIDS fight in life, coupled
with his bisexuality, won’t cloud the concert’s underlying message.
It was George Michael, of all people, who
delivered the most to-the-point words on AIDS tonight. He called it a
“dangerous comfort” to think of gay people and drug addicts as the only victims
of this merciless disease. Worldwide, an estimated 10 million are infected with
HIV. By the year 2000, that number will jump to 40 million. Perhaps the best
way to remember Freddie is, borrowing his words, to keep yourself alive.
+++
BRIAN MAY
Exclusive post-show interview
How was it playing with all those young hard rockers?
It was great. They’re all good friends. It’s not the
first time I’ve worked with anyone, except for Metallica and Guns N’ Roses.
How did you decide on the artists to invite?
We tried to keep it as close as possible – people that
influenced him, and people that said they were influenced by him.
The British press and gay activists made a fuss about
Guns N’ Roses appearing.
I think everyone should shut up and appreciate the
fact that Guns N’ Roses played for Freddie and for the cause. I think it was
more important that they were there than almost anyone else because of all the
misunderstandings in the past. Plus, they’re a great band. I think Axl is a
totally real and honest person struggling through his own personal past. And I
think as someone who screams out as he travels along that path, he’s doing a
great service.
You introduced Extreme as the band that best
understands Freddie and Queen.
Well, they sure know every note we ever played – they
know it better than I do! They’re also very good musicians and I think they
follow us to the extent that they don’t know any boundaries.
What was the most memorable moment of the night for
you?
It was a whirlwind of different feelings. It was very
weird and very sad. But there was one point, as we were going off stage, that Joe
Elliott put his arm around me and said, “Brian, stop. You probably haven’t had
a moment to think about it, but just turn around and look at those kids out
there and think what it means.” And I did. And it was one of the most important
moments in my life.
+++
TRIBUTE STATS
·
one billion
television viewers in 70 countries, more than Live Aid
·
$7 million
raised for AIDS research
Event employed:
·
1,000
production workers
·
30 tons of
scaffolding
·
5,000 stage
lights
·
175
microphones
·
400 miles of
cable
·
13 satellite
linkups
·
50 crew trucks
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