We Will Rock You-Cheesefest at the King’s Theatre

Sometimes it’s ok to be cheesy.  Thursday night was one of those times.

The last thing I felt like doing was declaring aloud that we were the champions after the worst day at work ever.  However, having bought show tickets for We Will Rock You several months ago, I was determined the show must go on.

My mood was instantly lifted when, on our way for a pre theatre bite, we stumble upon the starting line of the Monte Carlo rally outside the Blythswood Hotel on Blythswood Square in Glasgow.  All pre 1974 classic cars at the start line of the 2 day race across Europe.  I would have hung about for a bit of pre race start line shmoozing but the closure of the surrounding roads caused traffic chaos and this led to much lateness and car parking issues so we had no choice but to move onward and upwards.

As mentioned before, work was hell, so this was my justification for pre show school night daiquiris.  Two were sufficient to reach the desired effect before we took our front row circle seats.  Jolly good seats they were too!  I wasn’t sure what to expect and to be honest I didn’t have too high expectations.  It took me a wee while to get into it as I was still reeling from the worst day at work ever (it was really really that bad).  However, the power of Queen cannot be underestimated and before I realised toes were tapping and I felt the overpowering urge to sway and….heaven forbid…even sing.  I never saw that coming just a few hours previously.  A wee G&T at the interval topped up my happy levels and we were off again saving the world from Simon Cowell and the Killer Queen’s gaga world of mass produced synth pop. Even Noel Hearsay’s dodgy American accent was forgivable given that he was, and I say this in a hushed voice, actually quite good…at the singing that is. The accent was trully terrible.  Fortunately the rest of the cast were dodgy accent free.  I hear a few were various reality TV singing/dancing contestants, but at the risk of sounding like a pretentious arse, I didn’t know any of them as I don’t watch those programmes. (Aye, I sounded every bit of the dick I thought I might, oh well).

Anyway, cheese overload accomplished.

Scaramoosh scaramoosh, do I do the vandango?  Yes.  It appears I do.


Posted on January 31, 2011, in Glasgow, Music, Scotland and tagged , , . Bookmark the permalink. 2 Comments.

  1. Nothing like a night oot at the theatre to lift the spirits! But tell me….please tell me Noel Hearsay wasn’t ‘Freddy’?! I don’t know the story of We Will Rock You so don’t know if its the story of Queen or not. xxx

    • Noel was Galileo Figaro…..the ‘one’ to lead the Bohemian and find the last musical instruments on earth so the people could ‘rock’ once more (it’s the year 2311)….cause Simon Cowell banished them so he could rule the airwaves with his computer generated pop music. The Killer Queen and her musical Police the Gaga were in charge of making sure everyone conformed and they melted the brains of those who tried to be different.
      ….Obviously! 🙂

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