I saw them front row. Front row I tell you! FN amazing!
I AM SO ENVIOUS. I never had a chance to see them.
I was 14 in 1991. I had just gotten home from cheerleading practice, and it was time for the evening news. My dad had left the TV on and went to talk to my mom in the kitchen, so I was dancing around in the living room, watching the news. I fell to my knees when Dan Rather said that Freddie Mercury had died of AIDS. I think they played "These Are the Days of Our Lives." This was at a time when I'd heard all their great songs, but didn't put song and artist together.
I was date-raped when I was 16 (my first date). He didn't use a condom and made it very obvious that he'd had sex with many, many girls, and I should've known the deal when he asked me out. I spent the next seven months in sheer and utter terror that I was going to die. Yes, this was Iowa in the early 90's, but every night on the news we saw more reports of heteros with AIDS, not to mention Magic Johnson.
I prayed to Freddie that I wouldn't have it, that I wouldn't die. Maybe he's a saint, maybe he's not, but I don't have AIDS, and I consider it a miracle, no matter what anyone says.
My husband and I were set up on a blind date; we went to a mutual friend's house to watch
Highlander. I saw tears in his eyes when Heather died, and they played "Who Wants to Live Forever." That's when I knew: he's the one. He bought their greatest hits #2 (Classic Queen) a week later, and we spent our first "alone" date listening to it.
And that's probably way more than you guys ever wanted to know about me...sorry. But that's why this is so important to me.