I remember listening to this in my bathroom at Fulton Road Blackburn South back in 1974. By now I was playing guitar and recording stuff on my tiny cassette player. Thanks to the library at school I had managed to borrow a few books about the history of rock and roll and had become fascinated by the echo. And how John Lennon had a bathroom voice on his records. How handclaps were recorded in corridors. How Eddie Cochran's drummer used cardboard boxes for drums.
So I took my listening adventures to new places. I dragged my record player out to the backyard. I moved my speakers to different heights. Eventually, I would put a pillow on the floor and put speakers on each side of my head. I was then blanketed in music.
Queen records sounded great like this. There was always a lot going on sonically. nd so much layering f different sounds that went from speaker to speaker. But with songs like "Now I'm Here," it really rocked so I couldn't always lie down for it.
In Blackpool at the end of 74 on my first visit back, I had a brief flirtation with a girl called Susanne. One night we were sitting at the bar at the Casino (next door to the Pleasure Beach) while the DJ played Northern Soul and because it was Xmas a few pop hits in little in between sets. Killer Queen came on and she said to me "Every second Queen single is always rubbish!" Then again this was the girl who hated songs on records that didn't fade out.
Not a big Queen fan but I must admit they do have their moments and this album as a few of them.
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