ROCKSTAR // roger taylor

13

"Oh, Christ." Ray Foster groaned as the song came to an end. "Well i'm not entirely sure that's the album you promised us."

"No, it's better than the album we promised you." Freddie replied. "It's better than any album anyone's ever promised you darling, it's a bloody masterpiece."

"It is a good album Ray."

"We prefer masterpiece." Roger said, earning a nod from Hyacinth, who, as always was sat next to him with her leg over his.

"It's expensive, and as for 'bohemian.."

"Rhapsody." Brian said.

"Rhapsody. What is that?"

"An epic poem." Freddie answered as he paced back and fourth inform of the desk.

"It goes on forever, six bloody minutes!"

"I pity your wife if you think six minutes is forever." Freddie said, finally stopping next to the window. "And you know what? we're going to release it as our single."

"Not possible, anything over three minutes and the radio stations won't play it. And what on earth is it about anyway? Scaramouche? Galileo? And all that ismilla business? ishmilla?"

"Bismillah."

"Oh aye, Bismillah, what's it about anyway, bloody bismillah?"

"True poetry is for the listener." Fred muttered.

"It ruins the mystery if everything's explained." Brian added.

"Seldom ruins sales, three minutes is the standard. John?"

"Yeah, format is three minutes, i have to agree with Ray. i actually think the singles love of my life."

"No." Brain said.

"Okay how about John's song, you're my best friend? Catchy, stronger."

"What about i'm in love with my car?" Ray suggested.

"You're joking." Deaky sighed, and Brian mumbled "Oh jesus."

"Ah." Roger looked around, and Hyacinth patted his arm and shook her head.

"Well that's the kind of song teenagers can crank up the volume in their cars and bang their heads to. Bohemian Rhapsody will never be that song."

"It's a band decision." Brain stated.

"You're my best friend."

"Bohemian Rhapsody." Cynth argued.

"It's my money."

"Bo rap. Period.". Roger said.

"Or we walk." Freddie added.

P*ul added something but no one cares about what he said so we'll skip that part. ❤️

"There's no way in hell the stations will play a six minute part operatic song deprived of nonsense words. Bismillah, bullshit! I payed for this record so i say what goes!"

"Have we no legal recourse on this?" Brian asked.

Miami finally joined the conversation. "You did dark side of the moon didn't you?"

"Yes, i did."

"Yeah i absolutely love that album." He turned to the band. "Legally no. No he's got all your balls in a vice."

Ray nodded and Brian sighed.

"It's a different matter in the court of public opinion though. Ray Foster's a giant name in the music industry, but to the average person.." He shook his head. "You say the name Queen on the other hand.. ears will prick up."

The room went silent and each member of the band had different looks on their faces, Freddie and Brown looked smug, Deaky and Cynth were just smiling and Roger, as always, had a smirk on his face.

"We're going with you're my best friend."

"No, no." Freddie started. "We know what we have, even if you don't. It's called Bohemian Rhapsody." He said as he put out his cigarette on the contract, and as he, and the rest of the band, walked out he said "You will forever be known as the man who lost Queen."

As soon as they were outside Hyacinth looked at the floor and noticed that there was a brick lying by a bush.

"Who has the best aim?" She asked with a smirk as she held it up.

Roger took the brick out of her hand and flung it at Ray Foster's window, smashing a hole through it.

"You can take that out of our royalties!" Freddie called.

"Twat!" Deaky added.

"Wanker!"

"Cunt!" Cynth shouted.

"You can shove your gold disks!" Roger yelled as they walked away laughing. "You made a mistake Foster!"