It has just come to my attention that the Queen song “Crazy Little Thing Called Love” is now being used in a McCain French fries commercial.
At first I thought, “Well, maybe John Deacon wrote the song. Maybe it’s his choice to stoop to this level, even though he already has more money than God.” But no. Freddie wrote that one, as I suspected.
Freddie Mercury has been dead for close to twenty years now. I somehow doubt he wrote a rockabilly-flavoured love song with potato grease in mind. If the other members of Queen think putting his song in a fucking French fry commercial is a fitting tribute to his talent, they’re a collective disgrace to the world of music and deserve to be horsewhipped. And if they just did it for a quick buck, then they’re a collective disgrace to the world of music and deserve to be horsewhipped by Keanu Reeves. In a corset. While singing the song they sold to McCain.
What the hell is wrong with people? It’s one thing if you make the decision to sell your song to McDonald’s or something. You’re alive. That’s your choice. From an artistic standpoint I don’t agree with it, but I can sort of understand why it’s done sometimes. But taking someone else’s song when they’re dead and using it to sell running shoes, or French fries, or contraceptives, or whatever, so you can make money off of their work long after they’re gone? I think there should be a law demanding anyone who commits this abomination be shot dead on site. Maybe there’d be a few less stupid assholes in the world that way, and a few less musical corpses being defiled for cash.
Just my two cents.