From England | Queen
"You want me to go shoot who?" I said to the magazine editor. My hearing wasn't failing. She said it. Again she repeated, "Queen."
Forty eight hours later I was ready and waiting in front of the crowd barrier. I kept telling myself to play it cool. "Freddie Mercury is dead. So, it isn't really Queen." I thought. I continued to downgrade the event and momentarily imagined Brain May, Queen's legendary guitarist, as an invalid. I assured myself that the show was going to be rubbish.
The curtain dropped and there they were. Queen. Well, three fourths of Queen. Brian May was alive and well, standing directly in front of me. The fact that Freddie wasn't there flew out of my mind. The rockstar in me got excited and the photographer in me got to work. I was determined to do Queen and Freddie's tour replacement, Adam Lambert from American Idol, justice.
For the next three songs, the Korean fans cheers while I shot my face off. I was happy with the show and even happier to scratch another item off of the bucket list. Thanks to Queen for a great show and to Groove Magazine for sending me out.