I was reminded of this one tonight while reading Karl Ove Knaussgard’s third volume of My Struggle, which was about his Boyhood. At one point he says this is the record he loved most as a third or fourth grader.
This is the song I loved most from this album. Lots of Brian May (and how do I remember that?) and less Freddie, but the same grand style, travertine and fountains really, but also big rocking ovals of pleasure.