Such Gorgeousness
On This Date, November 24th, in 1991: Queen’s lead vocalist and primary songwriter, Freddie Mercury (born Farrokh Bulsara) died of complications from AIDS, one day after publicly admitting he was HIV positive. He was 45 years old. Thank you Freddie for all of the great music, your truly inimitable style and for helping to make my Teenage Hell years bearable. I never loved any other rock star the way I loved you.
1946 – 1991
If Freddie Mercury were still alive he’d be 61 years old today. Freddie deserves to be remembered on his special day because no other rock star ever had as big an impact on me personally as Freddie. If not for his heavy stylish influence I surely would not have attended my high school classes wearing black nail polish (on one hand only), flowing Zandra Rhodes-inspired tops, tight black satin pants and an Egyptian Asp arm band. Queen pretty much lost me after they released Jazz (1978) but everything they did up to and including News of The World (1977) is brilliant and their debut album, Queen (1973) remains one of my favorite records of all time.
