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The lead singer and pianist of the godly band, Queen. He was born in 1946 on Zanzibar, an island off of Africa, with Indian and Persian background, with the name of Farrokh Bulsara. Because of the revolution striking the country at that time, he and his family moved to England where he met Brian May, Roger Taylor, and John Deacon. They formed the classic rock and roll band Queen.
Freddie Mercury had, in short, an amazing voice. He had a four-octave range, but prefers to sing in falsetto. However, due to a throat condition, he had to lower these notes when singing live.
Freddie Mercury had faced criticism from the public due to his sexuality (he was bisexual), but kept up an admirable "I don't give a shit" attitude.
In early 1987, tragedy hit the band when Freddie Mercury was diagnosed with AIDS. However, he refused to admit to the public he had the disease. Despite this, Queen released two more albums. The signs of illness were almost impossible to hide during the making of the music videos for the singles I'm Going Slightly Mad and These Are The Days of Our Lives, which were very near the end of Mercury's life.
During the last few days of his life he shut himself in his home and finally sent out a message on November 22, 1991, revealing he had the disease: "Following the enormous conjecture in the press over the last two weeks, I wish to confirm that I have been tested HIV positive and have AIDS. I felt it correct to keep this information private to date to protect the privacy of those around me. However, the time has come now for my friends and fans around the world to know the truth and I hope that everyone will join with my doctors and all those worldwide in the fight against this terrible disease. My privacy has always been very special to me and I am famous for my lack of interviews. Please understand this policy will continue."
A little over twenty-four hours later, Freddie Mercury died peacefully of bronchial pneumonia, but today remains a legend, live in everyone's heart.
"Freddie Mercury is god."
"lol duh."
by screenaging June 27, 2007
A very successful and talented heavy rock band that originated in Devon. Consisting of Matthew Bellamy (vocals, guitar, piano), Dominic Howard (drums), and Christopher Wolstenholme (bass, backing vocals), they joined together in 1994 at the age of sixteen, calling themselves the Rocket Baby Dolls. Their plan was to form this band for one week to take the piss in a local Battle of the Bands contest, arriving with makeup, stupid hair, the whole thing. They came to lose, expected to lose, but they won because of the attitude, and realised that's what music was all about. They decided to stick together and change their name to Muse, releasing their first EP when they were about 17 and released their first album, Showbiz, in 2000 (average age 21). As of 2007, the group has five albums, including the live Hullabalooalbum.
Muse is an eclectic band, a mixture of new prog, heavy metal, and indie rock with a mixture of opera vocals (Matt Bellamy has a strong vibrato for a rock singer) and classical piano (such as the elegant piano solo in the middle of Butterflies and Hurricanes). They site Queen, Rage Against The Machine, and Jeff Buckely as their major influences.
Muse are infamous for trashing their equipment, heavy touring, lively shows, taking the piss when they aren't aloud to play live, and having crazy laughs. Definitely pwoper wock.
"I got tickets to the next Muse concert whoooooot!"
"EEENNVVVVYYYYY they're so goodI'mlosingallcoherenceahgdfhgkhdfg!"
by screenaging June 27, 2007
Slang term, sometimes degrading, for someone who voluntarily mutilates themselves through slicing, scratching, burning, slapping, biting, etc, because of extreme emotional distress.
Usually they have a mental illness, such as depression or anxiety.
They do NOT want attention or pity. It is a way to vent. It is impossible to fully understand until you start it yourself. There are people of all ages and all cliques and all of everything that injure themselves. It has nothing to do with being "emo" or "goth." It has nothing to do with trying to look "depressed" and it has nothing to do with attention.
Self-injury is addicting. Self-injury is a mode of relief. It's been proven people suffering from mental illnesses are less likely to commit suicide if they injure themselves.
Self-injury is a serious issue that should be delt with seriously. If you can't respect someone just because they injure themselves, you just need to pull your head out of your ass. Please, please, please be understanding and compassionate. It's a sensitive thing. If someone tells you they injure themselves PLEASE be very understanding and just...be there for them. Don't demand them to stop, don't tell them they're stupid, don't ignore them or ditch them, that will make everything worse.
I have been scratching myself for as long as I can remember. I have social anxiety disorder/avoidant personality and clinical depression. I can't look people in the eye. I go mute when someone waves and says hello. I can't stand crowds. When I'm around people my mind goes blank or it rushes with scarring thoughts. I feel nauseous. Dizzy. Lightheaded. I tremble. I cry. I feel cold and hot and virtigo and everything seems so loud and bright and I scream in my head for it all to stop. I feel like I'm dying and going insane at the same time, slowly and painfully. I get panic attacks. There is no way I can stand this. I scratch at my face, my uglyugly acne on my forehead and back. And then I scratch my theighs. There is no route for help, and I've searched. There is no one I can talk to who would understand. I dissect everything I do, no matter how silly it is, I can't let anything go. And I hate myself. I hate my anxiety. And the hard part is, is that it is a personality disorder. It's part of who I AM. I don't just have social anxiety, I AM social anxiety. It hurts. It won't stop or go away. The part of me that can't be changed. I've always been like this. When I was two I refused to talk for two years. In kindergarten I was so unused to social situations, I cried over anything and everything, it scarred me for life. I couldn't help it. I was pathetic. I still am. So I injured myself long before I even knew it was all abnormal. And when I did know it was too late, I was too addicted, I...I'm not really a cutter, but I do injure myself.
by screenaging September 13, 2007
September 11th: day when two commercial airliners struck the world trade center.
They were hijacked by nineteen members from al-Queda, led by a man who lives in a cave half way across the world.
At least that's what the government tells us.
9/11 was an inside job. Planes might've crashed, sure, but the fires caused by them could no way make the buildings collapse so fast everyone's heads spun. There were explosions from the inside. It was planned by our government. False flagging has been done before, like when Hitler dressed up a prisoner as a Polish soldier, got him shot on German soil, all to make it look like Poland was invading to give Hitler an excuse to wage war.
The United States and United Kingdom needed a Pearl Harbor like event to go to war, and this was all too convenient!
For furthur detail just watch the Terror Storm videos, they make LOADS of sense.
"Oh my god have you watched Terror Storm about September 11th?"
"Yeah, it's so convincing!"
by screenaging June 27, 2007