Fanatic
When I'm listening to music, I take certain breaks at a time. I start to get an itch for something else and listen to that for a while, and then I get another itch and listen back to the band that I was listening to a couple of months ago.
So I haven't been listening to MCR for quite some time, because I had the itch to listen to other music from other bands. So one day I was going out with my sisters when I hear the G note being played in the local radio station in the moving car. It became silent in the car for a while until the opening words came in.. "When I was, a young boy.." I gasped and turned to my sister on my left, and she began to sing; "..my father, took me into the city.." and I was like a mess inside. I proceeded to tell my sister about Gerard's comic and how it was being turned into a show on Netflix.
I didn't realize that I missed the band so much, even though I did. I was silent and listening to the G note and the following piano chords until the words came out, like I wasn't sure it was The Black Parade. I was anticipating it, but I've heard many songs before that started like that, but was then disappointed because it wasn't The Black Parade. So I was like, listening intently if itreally was that song. So I couldn't sing in the car because I was embarrassed due to the occasion that my brother-in-law was the one driving. I was singing the words in my head.
When I got back home I listened to Bullets, and it was such a fond thing. I had all the great feelings I had when I listened to it in the past. I've always liked Bullets songs and hoped for something like that to grace me again. Then when the playlist continued from Demolition Lovers to Helena, I had something like an emotional wave crashing down on me. To be honest, this song carries so much meaning to me, sonic-ally, artistically, meaningfully, and emotionally. I laid down on my bed, had my comforter cover me up to my chin and my tears ran down the sides of my face. I stared into the dark because it was really late and I had the lights out, listening to that song just covers me with emotion. I repeated that song for like 5 times and my tears just wouldn't stop coming out. It came out like streams down the sides of my face. Then I moved on with the next song, Give Em Hell Kid and the rest... and I was smiling again and having fun with all the memories.
Then came The Ghost Of You. Man.. this song has to be on top of my list of favourite MCR songs, if not the number 1. I have shots of the music video stuck to my bedroom wall because it was such a favourite of mine. Then the emotions came crashing down on me like a wave and I was heavy again. Tears that were dried came out once more, also streaming down like an unstoppable river. I cried and cried, and I felt like I was missing them again. I missed MCR so much. I missed those boys so much. I missed them as basement boys, I missed them as Revenge boys, I missed them as Parade, I miss them as DD, I missed them as a band. I longed for them to be whole again. But as Frankie said, they're down with painting the walls of the room and they're not going to paint it again because it's done. It pains me to say it, but they're done. I too, had hoped that they could just put on a hiatus even for long periods of time, instead of breaking up. But I guess being the punk rock kids that they are, they won't be doing what people are telling them to do, which I guess was one of the reasons for the break up. People were telling them what to do. I mean I can understand because me being me, I'd also won't do what the masses are doing. Somehow. Not good idea most of the time, but it's just how I live.
Well this is just a post to commemorate these feelings I had. I am missing MCR greatly, but I still love the boys so much. They've helped me and their art will live on.
So I haven't been listening to MCR for quite some time, because I had the itch to listen to other music from other bands. So one day I was going out with my sisters when I hear the G note being played in the local radio station in the moving car. It became silent in the car for a while until the opening words came in.. "When I was, a young boy.." I gasped and turned to my sister on my left, and she began to sing; "..my father, took me into the city.." and I was like a mess inside. I proceeded to tell my sister about Gerard's comic and how it was being turned into a show on Netflix.
I didn't realize that I missed the band so much, even though I did. I was silent and listening to the G note and the following piano chords until the words came out, like I wasn't sure it was The Black Parade. I was anticipating it, but I've heard many songs before that started like that, but was then disappointed because it wasn't The Black Parade. So I was like, listening intently if itreally was that song. So I couldn't sing in the car because I was embarrassed due to the occasion that my brother-in-law was the one driving. I was singing the words in my head.
When I got back home I listened to Bullets, and it was such a fond thing. I had all the great feelings I had when I listened to it in the past. I've always liked Bullets songs and hoped for something like that to grace me again. Then when the playlist continued from Demolition Lovers to Helena, I had something like an emotional wave crashing down on me. To be honest, this song carries so much meaning to me, sonic-ally, artistically, meaningfully, and emotionally. I laid down on my bed, had my comforter cover me up to my chin and my tears ran down the sides of my face. I stared into the dark because it was really late and I had the lights out, listening to that song just covers me with emotion. I repeated that song for like 5 times and my tears just wouldn't stop coming out. It came out like streams down the sides of my face. Then I moved on with the next song, Give Em Hell Kid and the rest... and I was smiling again and having fun with all the memories.
Then came The Ghost Of You. Man.. this song has to be on top of my list of favourite MCR songs, if not the number 1. I have shots of the music video stuck to my bedroom wall because it was such a favourite of mine. Then the emotions came crashing down on me like a wave and I was heavy again. Tears that were dried came out once more, also streaming down like an unstoppable river. I cried and cried, and I felt like I was missing them again. I missed MCR so much. I missed those boys so much. I missed them as basement boys, I missed them as Revenge boys, I missed them as Parade, I miss them as DD, I missed them as a band. I longed for them to be whole again. But as Frankie said, they're down with painting the walls of the room and they're not going to paint it again because it's done. It pains me to say it, but they're done. I too, had hoped that they could just put on a hiatus even for long periods of time, instead of breaking up. But I guess being the punk rock kids that they are, they won't be doing what people are telling them to do, which I guess was one of the reasons for the break up. People were telling them what to do. I mean I can understand because me being me, I'd also won't do what the masses are doing. Somehow. Not good idea most of the time, but it's just how I live.
Well this is just a post to commemorate these feelings I had. I am missing MCR greatly, but I still love the boys so much. They've helped me and their art will live on.
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