FREDDIE'S POV
Mr Bad Guy's recording was finished and couldn't even believe it. It had been nearly a two year long process and finally my cherished project would saw the light of day. There were times where I thought I could never make it. Though I had the best musicians someone could ever wish for, I had been struck by doubts throughout the process. So many changes in my life.
I was very proud of that work and couldn't wait to show it to the world. As an artist got no expectations about it, Miami had got me a pretty good deal with CBS, 6 millions and Walter Yeetnikoff, the chairman, had backed me. I'd been quite a few years in music business and that got me nervous. Walter was behind it all and I was a musician who believed in his project but I was alone, without my three other band mates. I realized I felt vulnerable and at certain point even insignificant. If anything, this solo adventure had taught me to work differently and at the same time appreciate how important my band mates had become throughout the years.
All alone, a solo artist and being the singer of Queen got nothing to do with being successful on your own. It was not my biggest hope either. Once the record was finished, I got my challenge. Then everything would start like usual and depending on the feedback we would act, but something was clear to me; Queen was still my priority regardless of how successful or not would be my solo album and got no intention to tour doing some kind of promotion.
Let's turn it on gotta be the first song. Nothing was randomly. It was my first description about Munich's atmosphere and everything that that wonderful city had given and inspired me. On regular basis the record was an emotional sequel from Hot Space, that seemingly I was the one who adored it. Well, and my wife too. She always told me it was our underrated record.
I was very satisfied with my somewhat husky voice owed to my chain smoking. In fact, most of the time I smoked so eagerly to get that voice. Also I was very proud of the primary disco sound in several songs, the romantic, nearly corny lyrics, my exploration into lyrics with message, lyrics about torture and pain, but at the same time frivolous and tongue in cheek. Eli took part in most of them, as usual. But Barbara and Winnie also took part on their own right. Actually I was writing about my way of understanding the relationships and how could I feel ecstatic with happiness or howling with pain. But summing up, it was a chant to life, to have fun to the full. Taking into account my situation about health, there was a lot to ponder over but on and on the same recurrent thought came back, "I have paid the price for being unquestionably free but I can't be otherwise".
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TURN BACK THE TIME, BABE. BOOK 8. CHALLENGING THE DOORS OF TIME
FanfictionCHALLENGING THE TIME SEEMS TO BE NOT A GREAT IDEA BUT, COULD BE ANY OTHER WAY TO TRY TO SAVE FREDDIE'S LIFE WITHOUT EXPOSING YOUR OWN SKIN? DO YOU WANT TO FIND OUT HOW FAR OUR HEROINES ARE WILLING TO GO TO ACHIEVE THEIR HIGHEST GOAL?