We all have our own version of stories...
This is the story of how I came to know Art in music back in 1994.
2018
I was planning to see the movie Bohemian Rhapsody for the longest time but my schedule did not allow me to go to the movie theatre till last week. Unfortunately, the theatre I went to last week no longer plays that movie, hence, my Creed story goes.
But my frustration to see Bohemian Rhap made me swim on my bed all night these past days. I really have to see this movie.
So today, I bought a newspaper and went straight to the movie guide and checked which local cinema still got this rolling. And right after lunch time I found myself sitting at the dark theatre all by myself, lost in his life story.
You wonder what is all about the fuss. Why there is that certain urge inside me to watch this movie.
Well every actions and emotions has a long story to go.
Here is my Bohemian Rhapsody story.
I was 7 years old when Freddie Mercury died. I wasn't aware of him at that time. I don't even know who Queen was, though I hear their music on the radio almost everytime, me, being a kid would just sing along with the wrong lyrics and never bothered to know the artist behind every song.
Two years later, I started to have this thing on guitars, I would play just about any song that comes out on the radio. And I was starting to finally have my own choice of music. I started watching MTV and begin to love the likes of Nirvana, Bush, Smashing Pumpkins, Radiohead, The Verve... Yeah, the rock makers of the 90's.
But it was one fine Sunday, without a month, in the year 1994 when I first saw the music video of Bohemian Rhapasody and until now, I can still recall how, for that 7 minutes of my life, my eyes got fixed on TV and the world around me stopped... for about 7 minutes... Yes, 7 minutes lost in Bohemian Rhapsody.
And I was in awe.
After seeing their music video, I exclaimed to myself - "That is what art is!"
I did not get a good night sleep at that same night. The video just kept on playing inside my brain. And when sleep just finally came, I found myself dreaming of it. I don't know how to call it, but the song, the music video, the impact of it to me was so life awakening. I feel like I'm being haunted by that song. It was like an alarm clock awakening me from a deep sleep to finally see what art really is... or supposed to be.
I started to see lyrics in a different way. I started digging about meaning and stories behind every song that I hear.
That those unknown, meaningless Scar a mouche Scar a mouche, Galileo and Figaro, maybe, are just nonsense to some, but for me, its an art. An art of not knowing the meaning but you create your own Scar a mouche with a meaning only you know. And its one of the deepest artwork I've ever encountered in my life.
Its life changing, mind shifting, passion burning kind of awakening.
I've come to know art through Bohemian Rhapsody.
So that is the fuss. That is the reason why I have to watch Bohemian Rhapsody by any way or another.
It is like a tribute to the one who opened my eyes.
Like everything matters.
Queen is a master of art.
They are music geniuses.