The Queen are better than sex, and this is coming from someone who's never even had it. Undoubtedly, Queen was the most exciting, shocking, and thrilling glam group of the seventies. In the eighties, they were the best arena rock band. In the early nineties, they were the forerunners of grunge (it's not just me saying this; Kurt Cobain once mentioned that Freddie Mercury was a brilliant bartender). And from the “post-Freddie” period onwards, the surviving members can boast of having played with Anyone, except John Deacon.
This compilation, Rocks, was released in 1997 and showcases their heaviest tracks, from “Stone Cold Crazy” to “One Vision”, from “Hammer to Fall” to “Headlong”. The song selection is fairly democratic as it draws from almost all albums, except The Game and Flash. There was even an unreleased track, “No One But You”, the first and only Queen song without Freddie Mercury, a decent ballad somewhat in the Beatles' style of “Let it Be”.This is a fantastic and super hard-hitting compilation, packed with energy, perfect for listening to in your room with the speakers blasting to pump you up and prepare you for life's challenges, like fighting the new dangerous pimple that just appeared on your nose. These are adrenaline anthems for tomorrow's warrior, so today you can relax at home watching the Smurfs.
Singing your heart out to “I Want it All”, you'll feel invincible and forget that you're the only youngster at your school who's never had any kind of contact with a member of the opposite sex. You'll feel like you have the entire planet in your hands; of course, when the song ends, you'll realize it was just the globe your grandma gave you for your communion, but it doesn’t matter, for those four minutes you had the best dream of your life.
By the way, do you remember when Pink Floyd won the championship? No, you can't, because it never happened; it's just a recurring dream I often have. You know about recurring dreams, right? They're strange, a bit absurd; I often dream of David Gilmour scoring the winning goal, well, what a load of nonsense. Anyway, getting back to Queen, we must give them their due credit and admit that the grandeur of their music embodies all the charismatic power of Rock, a mysterious force destined to last for centuries because Rock is immortal, just like God, It, and Christopher Lambert.