Durante la visione e l'ascolto di questo video ho capito cosa voleva realmente dire Freddie quando affermava di voler portare l'opera alle masse: a Wembley oltre alla stupenda musica dei Queen c'erano le scenografie e le interpretazioni dal vero delle canzoni! GRANDE
Очень мне нравится эта песня.Поет Фредди отлично,такого голоса нет ни у кого.Ведь мало только чистоты тембра голоса,еще нужна выразительность А у Фредди голос отвечает всем требованиям настоящего мастера.И чистота и сила.Его дивный голос живой,переливающийся,вобщем волшебный голос у Фредди.Плюс очень хорошая внешность.Поэтому Фредди до сих пор любят те кто ценит прекрасное. Инга,бывшая morj80092
@@simonarif5896 ok I didn't see that much sense, like he didn't come "oh shut up, the first night of Wembley is better" he just expressed his vision, for a start I actually think it's a little silly to stay comparing shows, even more when you remember that Freddie was sick at Wembley, so his performance was not so good, especially on the second night where the cold took hold for real
Am I mistaking or this has the frame rate corrected to the right value? The initial version that was officially released had a slightly higher speed in order to fit the time constraints.
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