Like Lady Godiva

Bohemian Rhapsody is an entertaining film if you’re there for just the music and the spectacle. Don’t go for a revealing, thoughtful presentation of Freddie Mercury’s life. I would like to watch it again, just for the songs, and the comedy, yes the comedy — one of the things I appreciate the most about Freddy is how, like Davod Bowie, he never takes himself too seriously.

For better or for worse, Don’t Stop Me Now is my favourite Queen song — because of its energy, Freddie’s beautiful voice, and the lyrics that never fail to make me laugh. I mean, come on — ‘I’m burning through the sky: Two hundred degrees — that’s why they call me Mister Fahrenheit!’ — if that doesn’t raise a smile (at very least) then you must truly be dead inside.

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All the Knives

This is such a great song to sing when you’re feeling melodramatic, especially the last bit (in red). The Rise and Fall of Ziggy Stardust and the Spiders from Mars and Station to Station were the albums that got me through ‘A’ levels revision and I remember scribbling the lyrics to various songs on the margins of my English Lit notes.

‘Oh no, LOVE, you’re NOT ALONE!’

I’ve been listening to lots of Ziggy of late. Seems to suit my mood even though I’m exhausted and feeling generally blah. Perhaps I need some of its energy.

Rock ‘n’ Roll Suicide

Time takes a cigarette, puts it in your mouth
You pull on your finger, then another finger, then cigarette
The wall-to-wall is calling, it lingers, then you forget
Oh, you’re a rock ‘n’ roll suicide
You’re too old to lose it, too young to choose it
And the clock waits so patiently on your song
You walk past a cafe, but you don’t eat when you’ve lived too long
Oh, no, no, no, you’re a rock ‘n’ roll suicide
Chev brakes are snarling as you stumble across the road
But the day breaks instead, so you hurry home
Don’t let the sun blast your shadow
Don’t let the milk float ride your mind
You’re so natural, religiously unkind
Oh no, love, you’re not alone
You’re watching yourself, but you’re too unfair
You got your head all tangled up, but if I could only make you care
Oh no, love, you’re not alone
No matter what or who you’ve been
No matter when or where you’ve seen
All the knives seem to lacerate your brain
I’ve had my share, I’ll help you with the pain

You’re not alone

Just turn on with me, and you’re not alone
Let’s turn on and be not alone
Gimme your hands, ’cause you’re wonderful
Gimme your hands, ’cause you’re wonderful
Oh, gimme your hands

~ David Bowie

By Moonlight Alone

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Rollin On a Downslide

Stars Above You

Bowie’s theatrical version was my introduction to this song. It appealed and still does, and perhaps says more about the way I feel about the lyrics.

The Beach Boys’ sound is sweet but it also reeks of puppy love, the lyrics inspired by lust rather than experience. (These guys don’t know what they’re saying.)

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