In the so fucking wrong department, we have:
British rock band Queen has kicked off its first tour since the death of Freddie Mercury in 1991, hoping that the strength of the songs makes up for the absence of the charismatic frontman. Two of the original band members strutted the stage at a south London venue late on Monday accompanied by Paul Rodgers, the man handed the unenviable task of filling Freddie’s shoes.
So let me say, I was one of Queen’s biggest fans. I’ve lost count of how many times I camped out to get good tickets. I’ve seen Queen many, many times. I absolutely worshipped this band when I was a teenager. And I’m a fan of Brian May and Roger Taylor; I always thought they were the real creative force behind the band, still today think they wrote almost all the great songs (Freddy wrote a few, but pretty much all of Deacon’s songs sucked balls, never mind that they were hits).
So it’s not that I think Freddy was Queen. Freddy was the face and image of Queen, sure, but Queen was the music of Taylor and May along with Freddy.
But… Paul Rodgers?
I just ain’t feelin’ it, fellas. Really.