Not much has happened in the last two weeks, just a few odds spates here and there that make me think the universe is still on this Queen Alignment Haunting thing.
A few days after my last entry, I woke up after a nightmare at ten past 5ish in the morning. The first song that I was aware of being on the radio finished and then I Want To Break Free came on. Rather apt when you consider the fact I was only awake because I, ahem, “broke free” of a nightmare…
On the 21st of December, I woke up sometime during the traffic update on the radio. The first song after the traffic update was Radio Gaga. Later on that night I went to bed and the first song on the radio after I turned the radio on, was I Want To Break Free (yes, again). Also that day was the day the Sheltered Accommodation’s heating broke on my block, meaning we were all plunged into freezing temperatures and simply told to wrap up and stay in bed if possible whilst we wait for the repair team to be out within 48 hours to fix the problem.
We were told someone was on sight trying to fix the problem Monday afternoon, after the heating went off. They weren’t. Someone came out on the Tuesday – Christmas Eve – and we were told they call out team was staying there waiting for parts. They weren’t. They did try and fix it but unfortunately the boilers are so old, and for some reason the parts from the oldest boiler’s parts were used to frankenstein one of the other boilers and now there are no parts available for the oldest boiler. It’s that older one that’s broken, plunging all of the poeple on the same side of the building as me into freezing temeperatures. So eventually, late into the evening they had to leave. We didn’t get space heaters until the Saturday after Christmas!
On Christmas day, because the cold had kept me awake and tired on the Monday night into Tuesday, meaning I ended up having an early night on the Tuesday/Christmas Eve, I woke up at 7:23 exactly. 7:27, Thank God It’s Christmas came on the radio. A couple of hours later, after telling my mum about my Queen based start to the day, my mum found Queen’s concert in Montreal on the television.
Now my mum is a rather unflappable lady. In fact, she makes fun of Me for being rather, er, flappable. But she took one look at Freddie Mercury standing there on stage, in his very short shorts and nothing else, went a little bit red and couldn’t look at the television. I took pity on her and told her she could turn over. At what point in my life did I become the person who could handle seeing someone in not much clothing!? I don’t know. I suppose a lot changes in 10 years!
On the 27th of December, all traces of Christmas was gone from the music channels. Talk about mood whiplash. I’d just come to accept my Dad watching 24 hour coverage of Christmas no. 1s yet again, and then suddenly there wasn’t any christmas music at all on anywhere!
There was however a 70s Big Hits countdown on The Box, which my Dad put on quite happily. First song, starting as soon as he landed on the channel? Bohemian Rhapsody.
My Dad tried to explain to me that this is all the Green Car Effect, which as you know, I’d quite happily accept and wave away as one big coincidence, if it wasn’t for the timing. It’s not like I’m already listening to the radio and watching TV and whatnot when Queen come on and suddenly wondering why they’re on everywhere all the time, it’s that I turn the radio on, go to turn the radio off, enter a room, exit a room, put something on the telly and suddenly at that exact same time, Queen come on. Of all the channels and stations, of all the times of days, Queen could come on… it’s those exact moments I’m at the most opportune moment to hear them. Right? Not a second later, not a second before, not a different station. Of course I don’t actually believe I’m being haunted… But if there’s patterns in the universe that happens, then this is certainly a pattern.
Anyway where was I going with this? Oh yes. He tried to explain this to me by saying I could have watched a Duran Duran documentary that could have kicked off the Green Car effect for Duran Duran… rather than Queen.
To which I said, “Duran Duran? You mean the band with the Other Roger Taylor in it? Of all the bands you could have used to try and explain the Green Car effect, you used Duran Duran?”.
In the words of Jellyfish (the band, not the betentacled sea creatures) I think I’ve made my point.
And today, the latest and probably the last of this year… Again, nothing else to watch, and we live in a very maudlin household that doesn’t handle new years very well, the Box and a 1970s music video was on. I quite enjoyed the first few videos we saw but I started getting a bit bored at Michael Jackson, Aretha Franklin and, unfortunately, Elton John with one of his lesser favourites of mine when I silently threw up a plea to the gods of music to please put on some Queen some point soon…
Well the gods – or is it Freddie? – heard me, because the very next song was Crazy Little Thing Called Love. Who’s that by again? Oh yes. Queen.
Green Car Effect? I don’t think so!
In other news, we finish up the year with an odd mix of same old same old, some Queen, and a hope that next year is better than this one and the previous two.