So. I have a friend. I chatter about her on twitter a lot, because this is the friend who just midway through last year got into fandom -first Sherlock, then Merlin, now Buffy. And just a few months ago started listening to MCR. She's not...in bandom, really, but she's started putting pictures of Gway's perfect face on her tumblr. And basically all I can do is beam at her all the time, because watching someone fall in love with things is one of the best things in the world. *__*
We live in the lovely town of Austin, Texas, and right now there's this little festival SXSW going on. I'm not saying that is necessarily important to the story, but maybe. We had dinner together last night and she told me the following story:
So yesterday my friend was driving home from downtown, and had MCR's
Sing turned up and was singing along at the top of her lungs like you do. She stops at a light, and after a few minutes the passenger window of the full-on dark purple mom's minivan next to her opens up, and a super-hot, super-tricked out black dude leans way way out the window and starts pumping his arms in the air. She rolls down her window and he is singing Sing along with her at the top of his lungs. After a couple of bars, the back windows open up, and four other hot dudes with dreadlocks and awesome outfits hang out the windows, and they all sing along together. My friend has 14 years of voice lessons & performances in her, and she said they all sounded great too.
Full-on MCR car dance party to Sing at one of the long stoplights in Austin. Man I love SXSW. And MCR. Bringing stoplight singalongs together since 2008.
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