Speaking of icons... Of course, many artists and visionaries are born and die in any given month, but somehow at my house, November has come to be known as Freddie’s Month. Freddie Mercury passed away in November 1991, if you can even believe it. What a long time ago, and how young he was.
I am a great admirer of Freddie Mercury for many reasons. But lately, while watching concert footage like the one that's our focus today, I’ve been ruminating on how he related to his audience. There are other beautiful versions of "Love of My Life" to be found on the internet, but this one is my favorite because of his interaction with the massive crowd (at Wembley Stadium). He quite literally conducts the people, and it is wonderful to watch.
How do we relate to our audiences? How do the readers of our poetry impact how and what we struggle to write? How does that change, or intensify, when we read our poems out loud to other people? I wonder what it would be like to perform as a musician on a stage in front of hundred of thousands. Or even dozens! I’m interested in how you all think about your stage, and how and why you have put yourself on one. Did you know that Freddie Mercury was actually quite reserved, unlike his on-stage persona? He talks in interviews about how he loved to perform for people.
Be moved--allow yourself to be conducted, even--and please bring us your new poems inspired by Freddie Mercury, Queen, performing for a crowd, audience participation, life-long love, friends forever, dying well before one’s time, living well, extroversion vs. introversion, or whatever comes to mind when witnessing this performance, hearing these words, thinking about Freddie.