At last, it happened! From time to time, I have wonderful dreams involving great musicians such as David Bowie, Brian May or Jimi Hendrix. I was longing for a dream where I meet Freddie, the great Freddie Mercury. And it occurred last night. As this dream was in English, so is this post. Sorry for les fâchés avec la langue de Shakespeare.
We (the audience) all were amazed that his voice was still there - timeless, powerful, majestic and gentle all at once. The concert was too short (or our expectations were too high regarding a 80-old Freddie). We knew this concert was a real treat, as it had been a long time since he had last taken to the stage.
My dream is quite blurry: I am now after the show walking besides Freddie - the crowd behind us, under a bright sun (?) with a nervous security guard not far from us. I remember this detail : Freddie had a black cane with a silver handle which he sometimes used.
Our conversation was short: I only had the opportunity to thank him for the show and that all of his songs have guided me through my life as a musician but also as a human being. Freddie just looked at me – not just a quick glance, but a proper look – he touched my arm and simply smiled at me. I remember his smile – shy, gentle, sweet and grateful all at once. That warm smile moved me deeply because I saw another side of Freddie : not the greatest performer of all time, but just a human being, a little shy and, as I felt it, very thankful, very sensitive. Then he walked away followed by his bodyguard. And so my dream comes to an end.
I must admit that I am frustrated not to have had a proper conversation with him...