if-roger-tailored
Arden, they/them, six months younger than The Works. Queen, RPGs, fashion, queer horror, trans shitposts, and one very silly polydactyl kitten.
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A quick search revealed that Kansas opened for Queen in 1974 on the Sheer Heart Attack tour, which would have been a) shortly after Brian's double health scare, and b) while they were still with Trident and the math of what the tour made versus what they themselves made was, as one might say say, not mathing. So these were still the cheap years. Kansas drummer Phil Ehart also says that Brian checked in on them and advocated for them with the management when they weren't given enough time, space, or lights, so that's also very cool.
I can’t find a source for this but it was posted on a facebook group the other day and has a very cute ending about cheese and tomato sandwiches:
"Queen were all great guys, just great guys. We knew nothing about Freddie being gay or anything, and it really wouldn't have mattered anyway… but it was just a lot of fun. Roger Taylor was not listed, but he sang on Kansas’ song, 'Play the Game Tonight,' singing the choruses… the highest voices belonged to Roger Taylor… because we’re all buddies, and he was in town.
John Deacon was a very quiet guy; he did not talk so much. Brian was just a proper British gentleman, a very nice guy, interesting. Freddie was a good guy. Yeah, we're always staying in the same hotel, traveling sort of together.
The funniest thing I remember is every time we’d meet in a restaurant somewhere on the road, kind of traveling in tandem, they always ate cheese and tomato sandwiches…
I don't know if they're afraid of American meat or they were vegetarians or what, but it was ‘Cheese and tomatoes, for four, please…' They were really good guys."
Rich Williams Guitarist of Kansas
Kansas opened for Queen on one of their tours I think. How typical that Roger ended up singing on one of their songs.
I love the image of all four of them ordering cheese and tomato sandwiches on tour at every stop.
I tried to make a playlist of chill downtempo Queen songs to unwind to and I ended up just having my heart broken repeatedly by Brian May. Rude.
You know the song was written by Brian May if you listen to it and you feel like your soul is bleeding. Or crying. Or screaming
i cannot blame cats for using their fangs to put perfect little stapler holes in cardboard bc if i had such fangs you bet your ass id be doing that too
Why I can't get anything done around here:
Aha, an opportunity to shamelessly plug a zine by Jacqueline Bryk, a good friend and a writer I deeply respect. It's called
So You Want To Be A Culture War General? Please Reconsider!
And it's ALL about leftists who talk a big game about the revolution but won't do the most basic tasks to take care of their community, written by a leftist who was raised to be an evangelical Christian culture war general and did, in fact, reconsider.
If you like this, check out her itch.io or Patreon, all links are here:
I love this photo of Roger 😻
Never seen this before, lol
Roger playing with Tigerlily’s dog, shared by rogermtaylor73 on Instagram. (Og source from Tigerlily’s Stories I think)
Brian: See, Freddie did graphic desing at Ealing, didn’t he? And one of his projects was advertising. They were supposed to come up with slogans and i’m sure it was Freddie who was coming up with some sort of product… A ficticious product! And his motto was “Adds lacquer to your knackers”
Roger: Knacker lacquer!
Brian: That’s right!
Roger: “Adds luster to your cluster”
Brian: Exactly! That was the thing!
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Roger and Brian talking about their moments while playing “Scrabble” (From Queen: Days of Our Lives, 2011)
i unironically think that the resurgence of mustache culture has brought about a male slut era that is in many ways still in its infancy but is growing day by day. hemlines are getting shorter, chest hair is growing back, tops are cropped. gone are the dark, dark days when the sluttiest thing a man could do was roll up the sleeves of his button up office shirt. we are returning to the light of mustache rides and teeny tiny swim shorts. amen.
"We do not have the responsibility of making gay life look good to straights so that they will accept us. I am not at all interested in promoting a cleaned up image to a straight world which is twice as corrupt and ten times as sick."
Vito Russo
Photography by Betty Lane, 1978
i'm burning through the sky 93.333 degrees that's why they call me mr celsius
tell me a fact about the band Pink Floyd
Pink Floyd is one of the 13 Floyds of the rainbow, created by the wizard Andrew Floyd Merlin in the time before Eld. The Pink Floyd exerts a calming influence with tinges of darkness and psychedelic experience. It is calmer than Red Floyd, but not so peaceful as the Orange or Yellow Floyds.
Beware the Black Floyd which can open portals to other realms at the cost of the listener's sanity. Should it ever fall into the hands of the Gizzard King or his loyal squamous wizard, we will be doomed.
Funny bit or reality of my life: Zero trouble pronouncing Zohran Mamdani's name, but inability to get Brad Lander's name right. Lad Brander. Brand Ladder. Rad Blander. Rand Bladder. How are we supposed to remember that?
Some days I can't help but gloat about how many people are pissed off at my sheer existence, and how they can die mad about it. I have never been more powerful.
being trans is epic except for all the shit that is designed to make you want to kill yourself
I will never buy Queen merch new, just call me Freddie Mercari.
hot people in NYC voting in the primary during early voting (June 14th-22nd) or on election day (June 24th) rank Zohran Mamdani #1, Brad Lander #2, and don’t rank Andrew Cuomo anywhere on their ballots, pass it on 🥰
Sad Bitch Hours in full effect because I have to get imaging done on my busted foot today and reeeeeally hoping I don't have to spend another week-long festival with a boot. I can handle a cane, but if I have to be booted I will probably cry.
Medical trauma is fucking real and it's hitting. 🫠
I watched my entire industry shut down overnight. I was lucky enough to qualify for pandemic unemployment compensation, but even when you're financially stable, watching your entire career field collapse with no idea when or if it will recover really fucks you up.
But as an industry, we pivoted. Costume shops came together to figure out what we could all do for our community and to keep people employed. I made hundreds and hundreds of cloth masks at a time when that was the best option, bought supplies in bulk and resold them at-cost so others could do the same. When hospitals were so short on PPE that doctors were wearing plastic Mets ponchos, we stepped up: a cutting factory in NJ started using their facility to cut out surgical gowns, the dry cleaning business that services most Broadway theaters made stops throughout the boroughs to drop off bags of pieces to out-of-work costumers, and pick them up the following week. The singer's mask was developed by another costume designer so people could rehearse and perform music again, and I went to work making those, in an empty rehearsal studio so we could do proper distancing.
I contemplated a career change multiple times, thought about going back to school but wasn't sure for what (briefly considered paralegal studies). But keeping my hands busy kept me from climbing the walls and kept the fear at bay. And when people argue against universal basic income, I remember those pandemic unemployment payments, and how people step up to use their skills in time of need, even for less or no pay, when their financial stability isn't threatened.
Seems like a revisionist narrative about the lockdowns are emerging where a simplistic “stayed home and did stupid hobbies” versus “worked shit jobs during a pandemic before vaccines” binary is presented and I want to challenge that binary by reminding you that tens of millions of workers lost their jobs at that time which ignited a multi-year problem with rental debts, evictions, poverty and homelessness.
It feels like people are conflating “stayed at home” with “worked at home because they had a middle class office job” and I want to remind you tens of millions of working people lost their jobs at that time which resulted in a consequential rise in homelessness, etc. And jumping off what I saw a friend say, for those workers staying home it wasn’t “fun” it was isolating and terrifying.
How paint day started, and how it ended.
(I had to remove her from the table, with a paintbrush still in my hand.)
Bonus: it takes a gremlin to cuddle a gremlin.
They signed the fucking AI generated posters.
Disappointed doesn't even begin to cover it, I'm devastated.
The poster....
I'd love to say ignorance, I really, really would. I'd hate for it to be a conscious choice, but it's begining to feel like I'm hoping they're just idiots. Because there's ignorance, and then there's whatever you might call this.
I'm so fucking sad because I'm not ready to let go.
The AI video was the last straw for a lot of fans, and I do not blame a single one of them. I find it distressing and heartbreaking, and it's pushing me away from engaging in certain ways. But for the last few months, the music has been my lifeline, and even if I'm not spending my money on anything related directly (and I try to buy things secondhand anyway), I'm struggling to justify continuing to listen. But it's a load-bearing source of gender affirmation, and I still need that.
At this point I'm not sure if I'll even finish my zine, and that's also really depressing, because I've been brainstorming it and jotting down ideas for months.
Giving up something I love will not burst the AI bubble any faster, as much as I wish it would. When I find out what does, I'll get back to y'all.
I guess the Queen fandom is dying. :(
Roger live on stage on the North American 'Jazz' tour in late 1978.
req'd by @katjohnadams
i'm visualizing an incredibly customized pill pouch
text: I'm a LARPer and 40. Of course I have a favorite NSAID
The thing that got me really choked up, though, was the Iran float. It was GORGEOUS - huge stained-glass looking panels on the sides, decorated with intricate carpets, blasting music, with people of all gender presentations decked out in their colorful best and celebrating.
It gave me a keen sense of how far we've come, how many people suffered to get us there, and how far we still have left to go. But that work is broken up with joy and celebration, and sometimes the two are the same.
I gave my "Keep Yourself Alive" bracelet to a guy in a Freddie Mercury costume at World Pride, and it was a major highlight of my day.
He was marching with a group representing Britain and so were people dressed as the Beatles in full Sergeant Pepper regalia, so happy Pride to all the Beatles shippers, congrats on being canon now.
I gave my "Keep Yourself Alive" bracelet to a guy in a Freddie Mercury costume at World Pride, and it was a major highlight of my day.
He was marching with a group representing Britain and so were people dressed as the Beatles in full Sergeant Pepper regalia, so happy Pride to all the Beatles shippers, congrats on being canon now.