So That's Why You're Outraged. Now Will you be Quiet?

The first time I saw that video of the Dublin show in which Gerard asks to hear the crowd fuck themselves, I laughed. I have a laugh like Marge Simpson, if you have to ask.

Does anyone know how I first became an MCR fan? It all starts in a cluttered living room in Brno, Czech Republic.

There are only 8 channels on TV. You do not speak Czech, but you know that one channel will be playing music videos at this time today. Channel 4, right? You watch the music videos. There's Fall Out Boy's new video. You giggle as the fangirls show disgust at Pete's nudity. There's a rap song from this weird guy who looks like Adam Clayton. There's also a song from a Czech hip hop artist. Czech Fergie? You think so.

Then, you hear it. A velvet smooth voice begins to erupt from the TV, as some men lying on the ground appear on the screen. You feel as if you were the one lying there on the dusty ground. The singer has white-blond hair, and there is heavy make up around his glowing eyes. His face is so full of raw emotion. The lyrics were full of emotion too. I felt those emotions deep down in my heart. The chorus pops in with a bang, as I here these five men express their perseverence in life. They are open, they are honest, and there are no holds barred for these men, who, though rich and famous, speak to me as fellow humans, also unsure of their place in life. I understood them completely and wholeheartedly.

The next verse glows with that same energy found in the chorus. These men truly go for it, ripping away at their instruments. You feel like you are one with every lyric, every chord, every drumbeat. As if it were possible, the chorus comes in with even more emotion, energy, and passion than before. The guitars now develop an almost violent sound as the singer, whose name you have read is Gerard, screams into the air, his hands pulling at his face, which is twisted in a maniacal expression.

These bright lights have always blinded me,
these bright lights have always blinded me,
I say-

Suddenly, the music relaxes, and now Gerard (if that's his name) smiles as he draws out a new feeling into the atmosphere. Love and hope. As he speeds up back into the chorus, you feel inspired. The video draws to a close, but you continue to feel something that you took from this song that lasts longer than four minutes.

You are an outcast in school. Apparently, you are a "goth" "emo" and "freak". You are worthless, you are nothing. You have grown apart from your parents, in the midst of a bitter divorce that you want nothing to do with.

But from this day on, you are also understood.

I feel this every time I listen to an MCR album. At the PR show, too. I honestly didn't ever lose a bit of faith in them through all this. You know you are right when someone must explain to you why something is supposed to be an outrage.

Allow Me To Put In A Good Word In For MSI.

I know it's "uncool" to think that MSI are a decent band who plays decent music, but I personally found it irresistibly catchy when my cousin introduced them to me in July. That's right. Before I had caught wind of the Gerard and LynZ rumors, I liked them. Perhaps not too long before, but it should make a difference in Veritavenom's idea that MCR fans only like MSI because Gerard and LynZ are man and wife.

I was very skeptical of that rumor of Gerard and LynZ dating, even by the time I saw them on August 29, in Holmdel, NJ at PR. But I thought they were very energetic live, perhaps better live than in their studio albums. Little Jimmy Urine got the crowd going at 100 MPH.

As for their lyrics, Veritavenom has completely ignored my statement on shock value. Cradle Of Filth use it, Marilyn Manson uses it, so why can't Mindless Self Indulgence use it without being called out? Of course, that would scar VV's reputation.



^ From the show I went to.


^ Same show, but filming Gerard during MSI's set.

You know, probably the biggest reason that Gerard doesn't object to Mindless Self Indulgence's music on principle is that, after meeting the band, he knows that Jimmy Urine's lyrics don't express any deeply-held beliefs. Though I'll admit, Jimmy Urine has to be a little insane to have such an onstage persona.

Explain yourself, Bleeding Chaos.

According to The Bleeding Chaos, she went to Projekt Rev in Illinois. She says that Gerard Way was drunk. That's a hefty accusation for a former alcoholic. The above two videos are from the show she claims she went to. "I still remember the slurred speech, the crazy eyes, the incoherent sentences, the back and forth pacing. That is something that I will not forget anytime soon, unfortunately."

Gerard does not look drunk at all in that video! Rather than calling his onstage movements "Back and forth pacing" indicating his drunkenness, why not call it "having an energetic onstage persona" and "using the space available on the stage to entertain the audience"? Come on, that's like saying Pete Wentz is an alcoholic because he doesn't stand in one place during shows. Same thing could be said about lots of straight-edge bands.

Explain yourself, Bleeding Chaos. Did I miss something? 'cause if he's an addict, he probably couldn't stand not being drunk for some concerts. And neither of our concerts seem to include a drunk Gee.

Eliza.

I can't say I ever really liked Eliza. She just seemed kinda iffy, and Gerard saw that eventually, which I guess is why they broke it off. I can't really say what, but she just seemed unpleasant.

So no. I don't kiss anyone's ass. If I think LynZ is sweet and an overall nice person, that's not kissing her ass. It's called forming an opinion based on other people's observations. If I still think LynZ is great after she does something hurtful, or is rude to me, that's kissing her ass.

Did I Miss the "Obscenity"?

I saw MCR at Projekt Revolution in Holmdel, NJ, on August 29. It was awesome. Gerard got the crowd going, and the whole set was full of energy. He did not seem drunk, or high. I've seen YouTube vids from spring shows, and I don't see a difference. Plain and simple. It was the best night of my life.

So how do you explain this, Veritavenom? Did I miss the "Obscenity" you mentioned when speaking of Projekt Rev? Am I fucking stupid, like The Bleeding Chaos said most MCR fans are? (though I guess she can't be included, due to her questionable support of the band)

I really am a retard, no?

It's silly to think MCR are still great.
It's silly to think that Gerard Way is sober.
It's silly to think he's in love.
It's silly to think that MSI make good music.
It's silly to think that My Chemical Romance will last any longer.
It's silly to think that the world might be round.

A Letter to MCR

See that post, right below this one? I wrote it mere minutes ago. I'm obsessed.

I've decided to write a letter to MCR, in the impossibly rare event that, amidst the many blogs and fansites on the web, they happen to see this one. Let's hope they do.

Dear My Chem,

Insane, isn't it? Just six years ago, you were merely five geeks with a message. And now, your videos are plastered upon MTV's face. Mikey got married, Frank is engaged, and now, out of the blue, Gerard gets married to the bass player of a band that my cousin adores, and I was growing on. It makes me ashamed to think that obsessives like me, and bloggers like Veritavenom (don't even think of going there unless you want to seriously feel hurt) are both categorized as fans. I feel ashamed to be lumped in with annoying WebCelebs.

Guys, don't let them get to you. It's your life. MCR will always about the music. I refuse to be kept in the dark about your personal lives, unless it's against your wishes, but I would never abuse you guys. If Ray Toro wanted to take a piss during a signing, and was cheerful afterwards, there wouldn't be a huge fuss over that. But Gerard went to the men's room, and all of a sudden he's a crackhead. Yes, people think you're on drugs again, Gee. But I don't.

I saw you at Projekt Rev in Holmdel. You guys rocked my world. Best night of my life. I can't wait to see you again, and I hope you guys come to the NY/NJ area sometime in the next few years.

I love your music. It gives me that warm, fuzzy feeling, like it must be to have friends. I guess you are my friends. Gerard said so at the concert. And you know what? I believe it.

XOXO,
-J.

You're Not An MCR Fan

This is intended for you. You fans who scream at shows, would die for an autograph, and know every lyric by heart. You love the guys, because they care about you. But no true fan screws up MCR's personal lives by dissing their girlfriends. You got a problem with LynZ? That's your problem. Maybe your intentions were good, but the road to hell is paved with good intentions. You're hurting the band. How could you possibly claim to love the band, but would do anything to end their relationships? LynZ makes Gerard happy. Have you seen those wedding pics? You can practically see the love that's in the air. How is Gee going to feel if he learns how people are abusing his personal life?

I've seen the blogs, the dishing, the ditching, the dissing. Until every last blog, every hateful comment is erased, this one fan is standing for one message: MCR is about the music. MCR has a message, and though we don't have to be blind to their personal lives, hateful opinions are for MCR haters. Come join me.