Peter Freestone, a.k.a. Phoebe, was under too much pressure to write this book. The result is a book, which is not as satisfactory as I imagined it would be. This book IS a tell-all, coming from the man, who lived under the same roof with FM for several years and have known him even longer. What could be more telling than that? It is a TELL-ALL, IN A GOOD SENCE OF THE WORD.
I must admit that I laughed my head off, during some particular recollections. The funniest thing is the "CASTING-LIST" AT THE BEGINNING AND AT THE END OF THE BOOK. It lists many people first, as they were when FM used to know them, and then, as they are now, ten years after his death.
Despite the humor, wit, and certain depth, this book IS NOT A MUST-READ, because much of the information has already been discussed in previous books about FM. I know that all of you fans out-there will read it anyway, so why do I even bother persuading you to do otherwise? Well... because this book left me with some strange and very sad feeling...not about Freddie Mercury, but about Mr. Freestone himself. I can't help thinking that he suffered the loss of FM more than he cares to admit, because he devoted too much of his own life to FM, in a sence...
Mr. Freestone seems to be a wonderful man, [the most] decent person in music biz, and above all-- the kind of a friend that anyone of us could wish for. I hope that his book would be the last one about Freddie Mercury, unless musicologists and professional biographers decide to conduct serious research of FM's art and life.