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Wednesday, April 12, 2006

18. No-one But You - Queen

I’ve been working in the theatre/musical business for a number of years now, and as a result I’ve seen a fare share of productions throughout my tenure of sitting around doing nothing while getting paid. And one of these productions that, while at the time bore me a great deal of annoyance, I can now look back quite fondly is ‘We Will Rock You’.

When you have to re-watch the same show 3 or 4 times a week for say, 6 months in a row, it’s the little things that get you through it. Its that one song that even though you’ve sat through it before countless times, you can sit through it again. Or that one sequence, that still has the capacity to draw you into their world, or break into a smile, or tug at those proverbial heartstrings.

And with ‘We Will Rock You’, ‘No-one But You’ was that song.

This is a song about loss, it’s about friendship, about love. Originally it was about the death of Freddie Mercury, the lead singer of Queen, and how, simply put, death came too early. I can remember standing at the back of stalls listening to this piece and feeling the pain, the emotion coming from that song. For the life of me I can’t remember the chick who performed it, but she was good, and for the most part, the audience felt it too. And the fact that the chick was admittedly hot helped as well.

But I never thought that it would mean so much to me so soon.

It has been six months since Gene passed away.

I’d like to say that I’ve been thinking about him every single day, but the truth is I haven’t. But that’s not to say that he’s not there in my heart, coz I’m damn sure he is. It’s just that life and all the petty things that come with it, has to go on.

I had this thing in the head way back then, a vow of sorts, where I refused to write any blog entry about Gene. And when I think about it now, it wasn’t because I was hiding from my emotions but because I was afraid that I wouldn’t be able to do him justice. How do you put into writing the essence of a man, a friend? It’s just something that I can’t do.

But I hope one day I’ll be able to.

“one by one, only the good die young, they’re only flying too close to the sun, and life goes on…without you”

We miss ya mate.

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