I'll definitely pick "Return Of The Champions" for the simple reason that Queen is Queen and no one else is Queen.
Brian May is one of the greatest guitar players of all-time and Roger one of the best drummers. As far as Rodgers go, I see a lot of people still don't like him and a lot, hate him but I kind of like him. He is no Freddie but he is amazing. The vocals he sang for "We Are The Champions" in late 2004 were amazing. He has his own style and people don't always understand that.
As far as the tribute album goes, it's fantastic ! I just read the guy above and he said that Good Old Fashioned Lover Boy was pretty lame. That's not true in my opinion. I think it's faithful to the original. However, Bicycle Race is awful. I know you have to use your own style in order to make your "own" version of it but I really didn't like. I skip it all the time. Everybody likes Ozzy Osbourne, huh ? But can you imagine him doing "Mother Love" in the "Paranoid" way ?
I think when you want to pay tribute to someone, you have to make the song sound equally good, sometimes better but never more awful. I have an AC/DC tribute CD here that includes Metal bands always shouting. We can not hear any words. 3 times as awful as Slipknot's voices in my opinion. You have to be faithful at least a minimum for it to be good.
Other than that, "We Are The Champions"'s a little bit too slow but I'm used to it now. "Tie Your Mother Down" is very similar to Queen's version. Most of them are but "Bicycle Race" should have been played by a better band in my opinion.
Good Old Fashioned Lover Boy is lame ? Well...I'll tell you what's lame : the omission of "We Will Rock You". That's lame. The omission of "The Show Must Go On". They could have replaced "Bicycle Race" and let's say, "Sleeping On The Sidewalk" with those 2.
At least, it's better than the "Dragon Attack" Queen tribute album, right ? Only "Save Me" was never skipped by me. You may have a different opinion, that's part of life.
I say, buy them both if you can.
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