LIVE AID, QUEEN, FREDDIE MERCURY AND AIDS. BY SANDRA HARRIS. ©


 


LIVE AID, QUEEN, FREDDIE MERCURY AND AIDS.

BY SANDRA HARRIS. ©

Do you remember where you were when LIVE AID happened? I do. I was just a kid, obsessed with pop and rock, glued to the television on which the biggest benefit concert the world had ever seen was about to kick off with British broadcaster Richard Skinner uttering the immortal words, ‘It’s twelve noon in London (also Ireland, where I was!), seven am in Philadelphia and, around the world, it’s time for LIVE AID.’ It was a gorgeous sunny Saturday in Ireland and I was super-excited about having a day of top quality pop and rock from some of the biggest stars on the planet to look forward to.

The legendary concert, organised by rock musicians Bob Geldof and Midge Ure, happened on this day thirty-seven years ago, and it was conceived of after the BBC aired some horrific news reports by Michael Buerk on the 1983-1985 famine in Ethiopia.

The initial Band Aid project saw the song performed by Various Artists, Do They Know It’s Christmas?, reaching the coveted Number One spot in the charts during Christmas of 1984. I still love watching the official video for the song, in which those never-to-be-surpassed ‘80s celebrities arrive at the studio to record the single, and Bono was cool for the very last time.    

Live Aid was the massive follow-on from the charity Christmas single. When the shit hits the fan, people do what they can. Writers write, artists paint and singers sing. It would be the biggest charity concert in the world bar none, giving its proceeds and the performers’ fees to the starving people of Africa.

It was unique for the fact that it was being broadcast from two places at once, Wembley Stadium in London and the JFK Stadium in Philadelphia, and being live-streamed around the world courtesy of the BBC in London and, in America, ABC and MTV.

Some of the biggest pop and rock names in the world performed at LIVE AID. Some members of rock’s royalty were actually still alive to perform, which was unreal. Look at the names of some of the musicians who strutted their stuff on the British stage:

Status Quo

QUEEN

David Bowie

The Who

Elton John

Paul McCartney

Dire Straits

Spandau Ballet

Elvis Costello

Sting

Phil Collins

U2

I mean to say, any one of those alone would be worth getting out of bed to watch for free in the comfort of your own home, but all of them together...?! Jiminy Cricket. Now let’s have a (Pat?!) Butcher’s at a few of the American legends who took part:

Joan Baez

Black Sabbath

Crosby, Stills and Nash

Judas Priest

The Beach Boys

Simple Minds

Madonna

Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers

Neil Young

Eric Clapton

Duran Duran

Phil Collins

Mick Jagger and Tina Turner

Bob Dylan, Keith Richards and Ronnie Wood

Notable absences were Bruce Springsteen, who declined to perform simply on the grounds that he didn’t realise just how big the Krusty the Clown Comeback Special was going to be (a reference there to the Simpsons!), and Michael Jackson, who apparently was practically living in his studio at the time, frantically recording stuff to a deadline.

Annie Lennox had a sore throat and couldn’t come, Phil Lynott of Thin Lizzy was said to have been devastated that he wasn’t asked to perform in the British leg of the concert and Roger Waters, who’d refused to put Pink Floyd back together for the worldwide gig, came by himself instead. You know what? Maybe he was right. Apparently, between ourselves, the LIVE AID Led Zeppelin reunion was a disaster…!

It's common knowledge that Queen, the biggest rock band in the world back then (in the world, I say!), gave the best and most memorable performance on the day, out of any of the iconic musicians who had turned up to play, have a laugh and make a few million quid for the starving folks in Africa. They chose their set-list wisely:

Bohemian Rhapsody- the first part

Radio Ga-Ga

Hammer To Fall

Crazy Little Thing Called Love

We Will Rock You  

We Are The Champions

The crowd went wild for it. Freddie Mercury, the Greatest Showman of all time, I say, all time, dressed in iconic vest, faded blue jeans, trainers, studded belt and arm circlet, gave the performance of a lifetime.

He strutted, pouted, shimmied, flung the microphone and stand all over the place (I always wonder how he managed to never take poor Brian’s eye out with his flagrant recklessness!), punched the air and gyrated like a wild thing. He had the crowd eating out of his hand with his call-and-response trick (‘Aaaaaaaaay-o…!), and was told by no less a personage than Elton John that he’d stolen the show. ‘All right!,’ as Freddie himself might say.

People have speculated for years if Freddie knew he had AIDS at the time of Live Aid. As a matter of fact, he only developed full-blown AIDS around 1987, by which time he’d begun to feel unwell and slow down. It’s thought that he’d picked up the HIV virus from a sexual partner in the late ‘70s or early ‘80s, probably during the period when he was living in New York.

That particular period was a bit of a sexual free-for-all for gay men in America, particularly in San Francisco and New York. They were out in the open and proud of it. But then in 1981 came a strange little newspaper headline, seemingly out of nowhere: ‘Rare Cancer Seen In 41 Homosexuals…

AIDS, Acquired Immune Deficiency Syndrome, was considered to be purely a gay issue at first. It was even referred to as GRID initially, or Gay-Related Immune Deficiency, before the scientists began to work out that this horrible disease wasn’t just happening to sexually active gay men.

 Intravenous drug users were next on the chopping block, because they shared each other’s dirty needles, followed by haemophiliacs who’d had transfusions of infected blood, then Haitians. Yes, people from Haiti kept presenting with symptoms back then as well, and the stigma that attached to them as a result was hard to shake off.

 When it was discovered that mothers could pass the HIV virus along to their babies in the womb, and heterosexuals could pass it to each other (more men to women than women to men, as women are the receivers of semen), a lot more funding was suddenly available for AIDS research. It wasn’t just a gay issue any more. This affected heterosexuals now as well…

Though Freddie didn’t go on to develop AIDS until 1987, he may have been feeling a little unwell or tired around the time of Live Aid. People with the HIV virus often complained of swollen lymph nodes all over the body, thrush in the mouth, a sore throat and a feeling of ‘general malaise,’ which I interpret as feeling like crap a bit but not knowing exactly why. Even if he had anything like this going on, it didn’t show in his amazingly energetic, electrifying performance on the 13th July, 1985.

Freddie kept working on writing and recording songs more or less up to the time of his death. One of the reasons he kept his illness secret was that he feared that the inevitable media circus would get in the way of the thing he valued most in life, his music-making.

He had his steady boyfriend Jim, his beloved cats, his beautiful home in Garden Lodge and constant contact with his best friend and former wife, Mary Austin, all throughout his final years. I hope these things cushioned poor dear Freddie from some of the worst effects of the loathsome disease that stalked him.

Thirty-seven years ago today, at around twenty to seven in the evening, Freddie Mercury woke up an entire new audience to the music and possibilities of Queen. He rocked and rolled, he aaaaay-o’d and he showed the estimated TV audience of 1.9 billion, 40% of the world’s population, that Queen were still A Force To Be Reckoned With. Rest in peace, Freddie. God knows you’ve earned it.

 AUTHOR BIOGRAPHY OF SANDRA HARRIS.

 Sandra Harris is a Dublin-based novelist, poet, short story writer and film and book blogger. She has studied Creative Writing and Vampirology. She has published a number of e-books on the following topics: horror film reviews, multi-genre film reviews, women's fiction, erotic fiction, erotic horror fiction and erotic poetry. Several new books are currently in the pipeline. You can browse or buy any of Sandra's books by following the link below straight to her Amazon Author Page:

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