Deaky & Roger & Bri, Oh My!

Have you listened to Queen’s entire discography and still want more? I gotchu.

If you’re not familiar with B-sides, they are singles released on the other side of a record/cassette. This isn’t really the case in the modern day era, but it was relevant at Queen’s era. This means for you that you can find multiple songs that are B-sides on Deluxe versions of albums! More content!

My favorite B-side is “I Go Crazy” which was released along with the single “Radio Gaga”. Please do check it out if you haven’t yet.

Oh so you’ve listened to all of Queen’s songs? But have you thought of also checking out Freddie, Brian or Roger solo work? Some of their stuff is songs that never made it to Queen’s albums so they re-recorded and then released it on their own. Freddie has released 2 albums: Mr. Bad Guy and Barcelona in collaboration with Montserrat Caballé. Meanwhile, Roger and Brian still releases content to this day.

Billie Eilish with “bad guy”? Sorry, I only know Freddie Mercury’s “Mr. Bad Guy”!

If you really wanna dig deep, you need to go to on Youtube! You’d be surprised at the amount of songs that were never released, demos and live only versions of some material you’ve never heard before. Most of those are usually bootlegs, so of poor quality… but they’re better than nothing!

like okay you don’t get 

or this

or this 

without going through

Roger on Instagram today ! 

Part 11 of The Queen Repertoire

WARNNINGS: None

Notes: This one is as fluffy as Brian’s hair. Oh and in case it isn’t obvious Y/D/N = Your Daughter’s Name. Enjoy!

Brian knew something was wrong when Gwilym accidentally hit the wrong chord on Red’s duplicate, for the third time. They had been playing Fat Bottom Girls, to see if Gwil had gotten the movements and chords right. He’d done pretty good the day before and the scene with that specific song would be shot in a days time, so the time crunch was real. It wasn’t that reasoning that caused him concern, though. No the reason Brian was so concerned about the young lad was because he was the spitting image of himself many years earlier, and lord knows the thoughts going through his mind at the time were ones he wished on no one, especially the young lad he’d grown to love as a son.

“Alright, alright,” Brian put Red aside in her case and leaned forward. “What’s wrong son?”

Gwil looked up at the elderly Queen member, his blue eyes almost teary with frustration. “It’s-It’s nothing,” he said. You can’t lie to Brian May though, after all these years his bullshit detector was full proof.

Brian sighed. “Son, believe me when I say that shielding yourself from the people who care about you during your time emotional turmoil is never a good idea.” He took the guitar from Gwil and put it back on the stand behind him. “Now, tell me.”

Gwil sighed. “Have you ever…found yourself feeling romantic towards someone you shouldn’t have?”

Oh boy have I. Brian thought to himself.

“Absolutely,” he said smiling.

“Wait really?” Gwilym gawks at him.

“Of course,” Brian laughed. “I’m human, not perfect, and when it came to matters of the heart stubborn as hell…” He then went on to tell him the same story he’d told his children.

Back in the early seventies when Queen had just found success with their first album and were planning the second this girl came around his and Roger’s shared flat. He called her Y/N/N and Brian had known her since Queen’s early days performing the local pub as Smile.

He quickly grew to like her and found her to be one of the most important women in his life. He met her friends and she met his. She met his family but…he never met hers. Apparently her parents were of the strict variety, and lived by their religion; Christianity. Brian, not being raised by wolves, always respected other peoples beliefs, and had told Y/N/N so. Her parents, however, refused to be in the same room with a ‘heathen’ as they so kindly put it. He tried to speak with them on the phone and kindly explain that he respected their values and just wanted  to know who to thank for bringing Y/N/N into his life. Sweet and friendly as Brian always was. They had none of it though.

They told him to stay away from them and their daughter (he refrained from reminding them that Y/N/N was an adult and free to do whatever the fuck she wanted with whomever she wanted) and threatened that they would introduce him to her father’s gaming rifle (the crazy old bastard was a hunting aficionado which Brian abhorred).

He hung up the phone shocked with Y/N/N sitting beside him blushing with embarrassment.

Eventually he’d fallen in love with her but was dead scared of her parents; their threat having haunted him badly.

Now that he and Queen were back home from their first lengthy tour, seeing her lovely face was a sweet, sweet relief.

Brian threw his arms around her. “God, I missed you so bloody much.”

“I missed you too, Bri,” she said reaching up and pecking him on the cheek. The kiss made his heart ache, and his body crave more.

He then escorted her to the old sofa in the sitting room. Brian had been home alone, since Roger had gone out for yet another pointless shag. “Would you like anything to eat or drink?”

“No, I’m fine,” she said. Brian then sat down beside her. “Mum called me earlier.”

“Oh? How is she?”

“Pissed,” Y/N/N said almost groaning. “Apparently she’d gone to the music shop in our town to get a Sinatra record for my dad’s birthday and saw Queen’s album had taken over. She said she inspected it out of curiosity and was perfected disgusted at the titles. Then she saw your name and damn near shrieked at me when I pointed out that you had worked your arse off on that album, and that I had to work overtime to comfort you when the stress became too much. She said I was to come home immediately and go to church with her and my father so that the pastor could 'rid me of the demons you placed in me’.”

“Jesus,” Brian gasped. “What did you say?”

“I told her I would do no such thing,” Y/N/N said looking over at him. “That if I did have demons in me it was because of her and dad, not you. That you, in fact, put a stop to those demons, and replaced their darkness with love. She lost it of course but I shut her up,” Y/N chuckled.

“How?”

“I told her I would marry you,” she said. “That I would love no other man but you, and if she and dad didn’t like it, oh well. My mind is made up. I love you Brian. I want to be with you. Forever if possible.”

“So what did you say?” Gwil asked.

Brian smiled.

He wasted no time in bringing his lips to hers. He kissed her hard, and all the feelings he’d been holding back were now coming out in a flood. After a while he pulled back breathless. “I love you more than my own life, Y/N/N. And I’m tired of letting the world stop me from having many happy years with the woman I so desperately love.”

Y/N smiled and brought her mouth back to his wrapping her arms around him. He picked her up and carried her to his room.

“Um Bri could you not talk about the sex? It’s a little TMI and out of respect for you I really don’t want that image in my head,” Gwil said.

“Sorry son, I got carried away,” Brian said. “The point is if you truly love someone you shouldn’t let the world get in the way of that. I almost did and I completely regretted it but all was well in the end, thank the stars.”

“What happened to Y/N/N? If you don’t mind me asking?” Gwil asked curious.

Before Brian could answer and older woman, gray in the hair but as beautiful as always, called out his name. She approached him and gave him a peck on the lips. “Y/N/N, darling what are you doing here?”

“Well our Y/D/N wouldn’t stop raving about your younger self and how I definitely need to meet him,” she said.

“So I dragged her here to show him off,” said Y/D/N from behind the old couple.

“Oh hi, uh, Y/D/N,” Gwil said nervously. He smiled at her and it was a look Brian knew all too well. Oh bloody hell.

“Hey Gwil,” Y/D/N smiled at him.

“Son,” Brian said getting Gwil’s attention. “Remember what I told you.”

Gwil looked at him wide eyed as if silently asking, “Are you sure?”

Brian merely smiled and gave him a single nod. Gwil sighed with relief, his smile slightly bigger now.

“Um Y/D/N I was actually wondering if you were free tonight?” he asked her.

“Yeah I am,” Y/D/N smiled.

“In that case will you please join me for dinner?” he asked nervously.

In answer Y/D/N stepped up and brought her lips to his. Brian and Y/N stood by awkwardly, and Brian couldn’t help but feel that paternal pang in his heart as he watched his daughter kiss the man of her dreams. His baby was all grown up and he was so not ready for it.

Finally Y/D/N pulled back. “About damn time you asked me.”

Gwil smiled and kissed her back. Brian took this time to escort his wife to the other side of the stage to give the kids some privacy.

“She gets that from you you know,” he said.

“I know,” Y/N/N smirked.

The movie finished filming and their love kept on blooming. Eventually Brian stood by as his little girl took Gwil as her husband. He and his wife looked on remembering the time when it was them at the altar (her parents hadn’t come and pained her to no end, and she vowed she would be there for her sons and daughters on their special day, no matter what).

A year later Brian and Y/N/N visited the young couple who now had a baby boy named Brian Harold May-Lee.  

“We’re you this nervous when you became a dad?” Gwil asked as he held his son in his arms.

“Yes, but love trumps fear, and I love all my children more than anything,” Brian said.

A word in your ear, from father to son hear the words that I say I fought with you, fought on your side Long before you were born

Gwilym sang to his son.

Brian smiled and sang along.

Joyful the sound, the word goes around From father to son, to son

Both Brian and Gwil looked at each other thanking the stars that they had each other, and that little Bri had them. Father to son, to son.

As it will be for many years to come.

I’m just the pieces of the man I used to be Too many bitter tears are raining down on me

-Too Much Love Will Kill You-

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