Somebody to Love.....

The last couple of days I have been watching various documentaries on Youtube and I stumbled upon some really great ones of Freddie Mercury and Queen - about his life and his death and perhaps more importantly about his music.

It got me thinking about the meaning of life. Freddie in one of his interviews said he just wanted to "have fun" and "live life until I die", and from some of the comments made and the anecdotes going around he certainly did a version of that. His music was, for want of a more emphatic word, extraordinary and there's no doubt that this eccentric man, like a lot of eccentric figures, was a musical genius when it comes to composing, producing and conceptualizing music as a real art form - never e mind the fact that he had a vocal range that defies the laws of physics!!!! (A Bass low F or an F2 up to a soprano high F or an F6, while being able to belt all the way up to a tenor high F or an F5). A spanish opera singer Freddie recorded with also made the comment that his transition from one register to another was effortless (something very hard to do smoothly!) and he was able to bring great expression and colour into whatever he was singing. He was an incredible talent, and left a legacy of music for the world to enjoy.

But you know what I think is sad? There was a moment in one of the interviews where one of Freddie's friends said "he had more music in him, and we'll never hear it".

There is endless potential in each person, but whats the point of it really? There will always be places we'll never go, things we'll never see, songs we'll never sing or write, poetry unspoken, stories never told. When I get to the end of my life, will I look back and realise I was meant to be some kind of mother teresa figure, or perhaps an international singer, or a musical theatre actor, I mean who knows? It is said that God gives us the desires of our hearts, but not every single aspiration we have will come to pass. At some point there comes a giving away of self, whether it be in marriage, or having children, or even just in getting older. At some point it becomes less about me and more about others around me.

In this life I'll never know for sure what COULD have been, all I know is what IS. I'm not a world famous vocalist, and perhaps I was never meant to be. But I do know I was meant to sing, and whenever the opportunity comes up to sing I do it. Not because I want some kind of recognition but because that's what I was put on the planet to do. It's not my occupation, would be nice if it was, but I still get to do it every single day. And what's more important is I have love in my life, and a husband who I can love and cherish and go through this crazy life together. As Freddie says "those days are all gone now but one thing is true, when I look and I find I still love you". And for now, that's enough.

Until next time,

P.s In honour of dear Farrokh Bulsara (aka Mr Mercury) I've posted his last ever music video. The poor thing looks very thin and unwell, but I love the fact that he sought perfection in everything he did and that he was himself right up to the last. Thank you Mr Mercury.