Anyone wondering about the Queen live references should be aware that perhaps, just perhaps, somewhere, someplace, somehow, Freddie is rockin' and knockin' 'em dead.
I don't know why I picture death like a big rock concert or parquet palace with a velvet rope, surlyburly doormen, cavernous interior. Death. All night, every night. With a new cast faster than they can be processed (oops! did someone say SOYLENT GREEN).
I'll tell you the full story.
The great white wonder indeed.
PS. Here's what's been p-shopped: density, contrast, sharpness, and matters of "cleaning" the photograph.
Yes. It was that enormous, and a very good source and I have it with our eight eyes (we both wore glasses at the time) that the Olympian's plate # on his auto was, surprisingly? a vanity plate heralding MASSIVE, for the good ol' state of Florida.