Queen had changed their management for a short while and that release from Sheffield brothers although it emptied out their pockets, made disappear such a big burden and so it didn't hinder their strong ambitions.
John Reid, their new manager, had persuaded the record company to give them a big amount of money to record an amazing disc. They were not satisfied with a good Lp, it must be great. So the pressure that they took away from one area, they added to another one.
Anyway, around them there could be always sparks. I tried to fit into that roller-coaster with the utmost discretion and so, as Freddie had said, let him express freely.
While I was cooking I thought about the 1984 Freddie tasting my sponge cake. His nice wink giving his approval to my creation. As Freddie was showing me such ostracism I found out every now and then that I was connecting experiences with him in a natural way. As though we were an old married couple with so much to remember.
It was my particular way of trying to fit into this new cooling atmosphere. My war couldn't be won with a couple of little battles, nobody said it was going to be easy.
They worked endless hours rehearsing several tracks and I started to be a regular onlooker at one corner as far as I could, not disturbing anyone. It was a new experience to me. There was no comparison with anything. Seeing them live was electric and exciting but I had the previous experience having been witness of those shows through videos. This was completely different.
It was hours and hours knocking around ideas, concepts, lines, chords. Watching how was the making of a song was totally alien to me. Sometimes they seemed not getting anywhere and suddenly they clicked and any small change meant the Gordian knot could untie.
They were inventive, brave, took risks while they rehearsed. They always wanted doing all kind of things and Roy would be their firm ally when it came the moment in which they carried those ideas out. They were a bunch of extremely intelligent men and each one of their intelligences gave an espectacular income. They recorded different tunes. I could guess, because it wasn't something simple what they worked at the first stroke, Roger's I'm In Love With My Car and Brian's 39. But at the end Bohemian Rhapsody was and still will be during those two weeks that little monster to outline and it took time.
That unique song was perfectly tidy in Freddie's complex mind. As he would confess later there were really three tracks that he decided to get together creating a three headed, outrageus, moving, sweet, heartbreaking and very sexual monster, as almost everything he wrote and created.
That summer heat was hard to take inside those wooden rooms. Freddie hit tireless the white piano repeating over and over again whole parts of his song. The creature was taking away his sleep hours. I opened the window to let into some of the freshness of the dawn on the heavy atmosphere. I placed his cup of tea as near as he could notice it and didn't cool down and far enough to not distract him. Then I lay back in a rocking chair, swaying my drenched in sweat body while I waved a paper over my face and smoked lazily. The hunting lyrics and the keying of the piano were lulling me to sleep.
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, ooooh
I don't wanna die
I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all
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