Chapter 50 - September / October 1974

POV Ivy

After the nightmare ended, with Enrico arrested and all the threats came to an end, Igor had to return to Rio de Janeiro, but said he would spend Christmas and New Year with me in London. My parents will not accept my marriage to Bri, so they will not come to London. It's complicated, but my father, especially, must leave the prejudice aside, especially with rockers.

I'm saying goodbye to my brother at the airport. He holds me tight.

"See you soon, my sister." All you have to do is just call. I love you very much, Ivy. Igor smiled.

"I love you too, my brother. Take care Igor and see you soon. - I said.

- Give Bri a hug. I hope he leaves the hospital quickly. Tell him that at the holiday season he will be with you. Igor smiled as he made his way to the boarding area.

After my brother left I felt a great melancholy. Igor and I look like twin brothers. I feel the need for his presence.

The time was passing. While Bri was in the hospital, John proved to be a skilled rhythm guitarist on the recordings of the band's album. I followed the recordings for a few days at Trident Studios, at the invitation of Freddie. Freddie constantly visited Bri in the hospital, to raise his morale. And Roger did not talk to me. You're still offended that I omitted for so long the financial situation of my family. I feel bad for it. I love Rog and I do not want to see him sad with me, but if he prefers to depart from me ...

While Bri was in the hospital, Freddie, Rog, and John had photo shoots with Mick Rock on the streets of London for material from the band. Even without Bri's presence, they found it important to make these photos, to announce that Queen was recording a new album, even with ill Bri.

Bri left the hospital at the end of August. On September 5, Freddie celebrated his twenty-eighth birthday. Bri did not drink alcohol, on medical advice. He will not be drinking anything for a long time. On Freddie's birthday, Roger appeared with another woman, named Vivian, a busty redhead whom he had met at one of the several pubs he frequents. Roger was with Vivian, but whenever he could he looked at me sadly. Roger is melancholy, he looks sad. I still have not apologized to him for omitting many facts, but, um, he needs to understand my side as well.

After Freddie's birthday, Bri returned to the studio and found a lot of work to update. There were parts of guitar solos, vocal harmonies, and countless overdubs to be made. In September, I started my Master of Gastronomy. He had to go twice a week in the morning to the University of London. In addition, I had work in the restaurant as Chef de cuisine, my French classes and my swimming lessons. Bri, because of much work on Queen, can not finalize his PH D in Astrophysics, so he gave up. He said that in the future, he will finish his PH D. He also had to leave the work of professor of mathematics and Sciences. He's just devoting himself to recording with Queen. Bri commented that in the early days that he returned to the studios he showed Freddie, John and Roger four compositions he had made for the band's new album and the boys liked it.

"The boys mostly liked Brighton Rock and Now I'm Here, my love. Said Bri smiling, kissing me.

Bri commented that the song Now I'm Here talks about the North American tour of the band and the crazy insanities that we spent in the land of Uncle Sam.

- Soon you will hear the song completely my love. Said Bri.

"I do not see the time, I'm very curious. He said with a smile.

Bri said that Roy Thomas Baker is helping the band a lot by encouraging them, but when they have to make a criticism it's acid in the comments like, '' My dears, that was really awful. How did you manage to perform such a horrible performance? "

Since Bri has re-recorded with the boys they have been working hard on the recordings of the new album. Sometimes they even record fourteen or fifteen hours a day. Sometimes it starts at noon or one in the afternoon and goes until three in the morning. Many times when I'm asleep, Bri arrives at the apartment and lies next to me, hugging me, kissing my face. I get on Bri's foot, to feed him well, even recording for so long with the band. He has to take care of your health. My husband is still a little down.

Later in September, Bri appeared in public with Queen from New York. To celebrate the sale of 100,000 sold copies of the Queen II album, the band received silver records at an event at Café Royal in London. Mary, Veronica, Clare, Vivian and I were present. I'm very proud of the boys. Gradually the band's work and effort is being recognized.

Beginning of October came and the Killer Queen compact was released in the United States and United Kingdom, even before the band's third album was released. The boys still had to choose the name of the band's album, they still had to record in a studio a song that Roger is finishing writing for the album and they have not done the photo session yet, to choose the cover of the album. Killer Queen was a tremendous success, ranking second in the UK charts and in the United States first. The boys needed a great success to work on the band's complete success. And they did it with Killer Queen.

In the second week of October, as I was leaving Master's class, to go to the metro to work, before I crossed the street I saw a suspicious, dark man walking towards me. He remembered Enrico XXX. My God, is this man loose again? Frightened I went across the street, not looking at the sign, which was green for the cars. When I put my foot on the sidewalk to cross the street, a 1974 Blue Alfa Romeo, braked right over me, almost knocking me over. The driver of the car came out irritably, coming toward me. When I look at the driver, who was wearing sunglasses, hiding his beautiful blue eyes, long light brown hair and his baby face, I was surprised, this was Roger. Roger is getting more beautiful every day. Heaven. How did I not notice that before? Bri had commented to me that Rog had changed his car a few days ago. He came up to me and said angrily,

"You do not learn, do not you, Ivy?" Do you want to get hit by me again?

I looked at the suspicious man on the sidewalk, who was not really suspicious at all. He passed by and I saw that it was not Enrico. I'm getting paranoid too.

"I got distracted, Roger. She said irritably. "And just because you're in a new car now, you do not have to fly down the London avenues. You're crazy in traffic. Be more responsible. Only knows how to drive at high speed.

"A madman who's given you a lot of hitch-hikers, is not he, you ungrateful one?" Said Roger disgusted. "Besides, it's ungrateful."

"I'm not ungrateful, you crazy, idiot. - she said irritatedly approaching him.

At that moment other drivers honked, so Roger got out with the car. Roger and I had stopped the avenue.

"You're ungrateful, Ivy, lying, unfeeling. I thought you were my friend, really. Said Roger, pulling off his sunglasses and looking at me sadly.

Her eyes glittered with melancholy.

"You played with my feelings, you did not trust me, as your friend, to tell you everything that was going on." Rog said sadly.

"I've explained to everyone why I kept quiet about my family and Enrico, damn it, can not you understand that?" She said, looking up at him.

Rog pulled me by the arm, leading me toward his car. He opened the door for me and threw me into his car. I sat in the passenger seat. Rog quickly sat in the driver's seat and dashed off with his car.

"You idiot, I have to work, I have to take the subway and go to the restaurant," she said irritably.

- And I have to go to the studio, today is the deadline for me to present my music to the guys. Said Rog, annoyed. "And thanks to you, I'll be able to finish the lyrics."

I did not understand. Rog drove for another five minutes, until he parked his Alfa Romeo in front of a coffee shop. He opened the glove compartment of his car and took out a piece of paper with a lyrics.

- The name of the song is Tenement Funster. - said Rog annoyed - See what I've already written of the song.

My new purple shoes

Bin 'amazin' the people next door

And my rock 'n roll 45's

Bin 'enragin' the folks on the lower floor

I got a way with girls on my block

Try my best be a real individual

And when we go down to smokies and rock

They line up like it's some kinda ritual

I like the good things in life

But most of the best things are not free

And this same situation, just like a knife

When you're young, and you're poor, and you're crazy

I read what was written. Typical of Roger. I know he does the way with the girls on the block. But what does this have to do with me?

"What does all this have to do with me?" I thought your music was ready. I said irritably.

"It will be complete now, thanks to you." Roger said irritably, taking the paper from my hand and began to write some more.

I watched him in astonishment, not understanding. Shortly afterwards, he handed me the paper back and said annoyed:

- The chorus is missing from the song and you are my inspirational song for the chorus.

O,h give me a good guitar, And you can say that my hair's a disgrace
Or, just give me an open car
I'll make the speed of light outta this place

I read the chorus of the song and I did not understand.

"I'm not responsible if you're going to get a car and get out of here, at the speed of light, I'm not responsible if your hair is a disgrace, let alone a guitar, Roger. She said irritably.

- You are. You drive me crazy, Ivy, crazy. Thanks to you my life has taken a 360 degree turn. Fuck, do not you see that? He said flatly. "Please get out of my car now, otherwise I'll pick up the fucking car and throw it on the Thames with the two of us inside."

"You're crazy, Roger. She said irritably as she got out of the vehicle.

"Thanks to you, Ivy. Roger said looking hurt at me and then put on his sunglasses. "If I did something stupid right now, you would not mind."

At that moment Roger started his car and really went off, as if he wanted to reach the speed of light.

For a moment, I felt fear. Afraid Rog could do something stupid. I do not want to lose Roger, no matter how crazy he is.

To be continued...