FEB22ND2008 - Best Day Ever
As you all know, this has been the first time that My Chem played in Argentina. So be patient with my crazyness and sorta inevitable fangirlism for mikey way.
Again. Be patient. I still can't get over the fact that MCR played here in Buenos Aires.
All the situations described on this entry almost always include the same bunch of 5 friends chasing and haunting down something that could be called 'a dream'. Some facts may or may not represent the reality...-nah, just kidding.
Wednesday 20th.
-The Airport-
We arrived at the airport to find a group of 15 maybe 20 kids waiting for My Chem, laying on the floor, tired of waiting. We sat down as well, and waited. We kept running from one gate to the other (there are 2 international gates in Ezeiza) and spent almost all of our money on food and sodas. Airport food is expensive, let me tell you!
At 5pm one flight attendant told us that the band had left through the back door at 1.30 pm. We couldn't believe it. We left the airport feeling stupid and empty cause, -until then- the guys were still only a few kids that may not be real and could only be seen on tv and youtube.com for what we knew.
We all took a bus back home, we talked about the future, one of the girls said she will become a CSI and we couldn't help ewwing at imagining the dead bodies on a cold table and the smell of the dead and stuff. The whole bus heard our conversation, of course.
Thursday 21st.
-The Radio station/The Hotel/Whatever-
We went to several radio stations where the guys where supposed to give interviews during that day, but we couldn't find them. We were later informed that they cancelled those interviews. We didn't have certain information, we didin't even believe that the guys had actually arrived to Buenos Aires the previous day, we needed a reliable source. We went straight to Rock&Pop radio station to talk to one of the most famous radio personalities: Mario Pergollini. 'He would tell us the truth'. We waited outside the radio station until he came out. 'You're here for My chemical Romance..!' he said. We laughed because it was so obvious. I asked if he knew anything about My Chem. We talked for a while -we took pictures too- and he told us that Brian had told him that the guys had arrived, that Gerard would arrive later that day, and that Frankie had lost his grandmother and he was not coming to Buenos Aires. I felt like crap. Finally we had real information from someone who wouldn't lie to us, and it was the worst news ever. I wished it was not true, I hoped that Frankie would be alright cause he is such a little tiny thing and it breaks my heart to imagine him sad. I whised he and his family would be okay soon. But what I wished the most was that Frankie would still play during the concert. I know, what a selfish little bastard I am. But I couldn't help it. My friends couldn't help feeling that way either. It was like half of My Chem was missing without Iero there. He's my favourite artist and I was not gonna see him after all.
We took the subway back, bought something to drink and sit down at the mall in Palermo. We were devastated. To make matters worse, that day it was one month since Heath's death, and we couldn't stop thinking about it so we really felt like crap for a while.
After an hour or so, a friend called us and said the guys were staying at NH City Hotel. Suddenly we felt a bit better and headed right to the hotel.
When we got there, there were about 70 kids waiting for the guys. All of them wearing make up and mcr signs and pins and stuff. like 60 of them were under 14 which got in my nerves. *RANT AHEAD* It's not that I hate preadolescents. Teenie Boppers are my problem. Half of these kids haven't even gone to a concert in their lives. 90% of them don't understand the lyrics. And I'm sure that none of them have ever listened to Iron Maiden, Metallica, Nirvana, The Smiths... not any of the big bands that inspired this music. It makes me mad. Posers make me mad. They believe that dressing in black and red will make them tough and punk and shit, but they are all a bunch of silly kids who do exactly what punks hate: they follow a scheme. They do what nowadays kids are suposed to do. be weird. be freaks, in a very generic way. And I can't take it anymore. POSERS. They go all 'ohh look at me, I have weird hair and I dress in black and I listen to all of these underground bands that I've known from myspace.com' . WELL FUCK YOU. Go learn something about punk history and culture and read more about anarchy before talking about it, and stop PLEASE STOP wearing Sid Vicious T-shirts! The guy was only a regular idiot. he was just a kid, he didn't say anything memorable, STOP TATTOOING HIS FACE ON YOUR ARMS! and for christ's sake, YOU GOT TO STOP THE WRIST CUTTING ON PURPOSE. nobody gives a shit if you 'cut' yourselves, some people actually SUFFER from this and you just make it a fashion statement??? We all know you just scratch your arms to show them off and pretend to be all traumatized or something. NO ONE GIVES A FUCK. go listen to Backstreet boys or Britney Spears (another fucked up kid who was manipulated by her family and managers, btw). YOU ARE 12 YEARS OLD, IT'S OKAY! you're suposed to be just kids. Don't try to be cool by being uncool cause you take all the meaning out of the punk style for being such an asshole. thank you.
I guess there are a few 12 year olds with some brain out there, so if you really feel an outcast, if you really spend a lot of time thinking about how fucked up the world is and you want to do something, if people let you down all the time, if you dont' take shit, if you really don't follow the crowd...then i'm sure you'll understand what I'm complaining about here.*/RANT*. So these horny fangirls were shouting like maniacs everytime Bob or Gee would show their faces out the 15th floor window. They were all standing in the middle of the street btw. I stood in front of them holding my hands up and tried to calm them down, cause the guys wouldn't come down if they kept on screaming, but of course it didn't work out. Gee, Mikey and Ray got into a taxi and all these horny kids jumped in front of the car and started hiting the windows and stuff. I felt like I was watching The Beatles groupies for a second. We stayed away from that until the taxi was gone and all of these crazy (almost) teenagers were gone as well.
We talked to Evo, the band bodyguard and he was very kind to us. He told us about Frankie's grandmother and we gave him a letter for Frankie sending our love. We even appologized for those girls' behaviour. Matt Cortez and this other guy kept walking down the street and we got some pictures and autographs. I didn't get autographs because I was too busy talking to the guard trying to convince him to let us meet the band.
It was 7 or 8 pm and there were only 30 of us there. I managed to make all of them sit in two rows to wait for the guys and maybe take pictures with them. If the people in charge of the FC would have got in touch with the managers and organized things better, all of these wouldn't have happened.
Once I managed to control them 30 kids I talked to the Hotel guard again and he said he didn't know if the band would come out again because they were tired and honestly, scared. We still waited. It was 10 pm and most of the fans had left. There were only 10 kids standing outside the hotel quietly when Mikey and Gerard came back in a taxi. My friends and I were standing at the front door of the hotel, so when Mikey and Gee passed by my side I said "Hi, welcome guys!" and Mikey completely surprised me. He smiled widely, waved and said 'Hi, hello' to me and the rest of my friends and he was so perfect and nice. He was so calm and kind I couldn't believe it. He is not that bitter kid everyone thinks. For christ's sake no, he is not! He's the sweetest guy. -of course, only beaten by Frank Iero, whom I will meet someday ♥- Gerard on the other hand, didn't even say hi, he just run for his life into the hotel covering his face. I guess he was tired, it's okay. He is just a guy. LEAVE HIM ALONE. However, Mikey has totally won my heart since then :D
Anyway, we waited outside until Ray came back too. We said Hi and told him we were sorry for everything that had happened earlier and he said it was okay, and waved and got into the hotel with his girlfriend.
We went home, we needed to rest for the concert and the guys needed to rest as well. -Some friends got autographs the next day but couldn't get pictures eventhough Mikey and Bob wanted to, because the bodyguard wouldn't let them, 'no pictures, no pictures!'-
Friday 22nd
-The concert-
The heat of the previous days hadn't faded, but rain had come and the sky was jet black. I went to the stadium and met my friends there. After a long wait, we managed to be some of the first to enter and I ran to the frontrow. There was this kid in front of me holding the bars so she wouldn't be taken away, but after the first opening band she had to be taken away. I was on the front row and I stayed there for almost the whole concert. It was amazing. I hated the opening bands. They were such posers. I know them, and some of the members I know them personally and are idiots. They are all a bunch of poshy kids who pretend to be tough and play rock. yeah right. During the concert I even heard some girls saying "oh, I came to the concert to see Infierno 18. What bands are you here for?" WTF?. IT WASN'T A FUCKING FESTIVAL. It was MCR's concert, jackass. Those two bands were just -crappy- opening bands. I still can't get why didn't Shaila or some good band like that open for MCR. "I warn you, shut the fuck up or I'll punch you right in the mouth, asshole". that's what I kept thinking. I was a little mad at everyone that day.
During the opening bands, 10 kids around me had to be taken away, 5 of them with their parents. This girl was taken away, then her grandmother too, and then her mother who was screaming 'take me out of heeeeere' like a maniac, holding an umbrella -which she skillfuly used to hit me during the takeaway process- and a purse! COME-ON.
I helped to take away a lot of kids that fainted around me, who couldn't breath during the second opening band. Then it started to rain. My Chem came out and the whole place went crazy. It was the craziest moment in my life. I've never been so excited. I couldn't believe my eyes. I was actually standing in front of MCR, I felt like I was dreaming or watching it on youtube.com. Some kids even cried, which was a bit exagerated if you ask me, but I didn't mind.I was too busy trying to figure things out. Gerard was wearing this jacket that looked awesome on him. He is gorgeous let me tell you. He and Mikey are beautiful human beings. They look like vampires haha, for real. I was astonished.
-Frankie- I missed him. I needed him to be there so bad. It was terrible for me to be at an MCR concert and not see Frank. I felt crappy about it. It felt like half of the band was not even there. It was definitely not the same. I can't even imagine how much I'd have loved the show if Iero had been there, bouncing all over the place, shaking his head, making those silly faces and rocking the hell out of that guitar and of us. I missed him. I couldn't help shedding some tears during Famous Last Words and I'm Not Okay because of him. He is my hero, my little tiny sweet kind smiling hero that always does things right and never disappoints me. He is my little monster frankie and he wasn't there. How can such a small person represent such a big 1/5 of a band? ♥ You owe us a concert Frank Anthony Thomas Iero! I'll wait patiently.
-Matt- Matt came out too. He is nice and he kept on making Frankie's movements but of course, he is not Frankie. I felt a little bad for Matt cause everyone was wishing Frankie was there instead. But still, he played like hell. He's an awesome musician. He would strike a pose for us to take pictures whenever we shouted MATT MAAAAAAAATT. too bad my camera stoped working just before MCR came out. And it started working right when MCR left. I couldn't believe my luck... anyway, my friends got some cool pictures of Matt I may post later. During the sound check he kept on walking through the crowd and people asked for photographs and stuff. He's very cool.
-Mikey- Someone accidentally ripped my bra, my pants were kinda falling down, I was all wet because of the rain and the sweat. My hair was all over the place and still I was the happiest girl alive. I was standing right in front of Mikey and Matt, so I kept blowing kisses to Mikey ♥ and he would laugh and look away kinda blushed. Suddenly I realised I was standing in the crowd "alone", just one friend by my side. The rest had to be taken away or had gone to the back because they couldn't breath. I told my only friend left that we should make faces to Mikey. I made crazy faces and wouldn't stop shaking my head like a maniac and Mikey would do the same and laugh along. You see why I'm totally in love with this kid now? ♥.
A kid threw a crown to him to the stage and Mikey wore the crown ! FTW. I'm sad I couldn't take pictures of that.
OH. He and Matt would also talk secretly very close to each other XD
Did I mention that Mikey stole my heart?
-Gerard- He is just amazing. He's totally improved his singing and he did all his usual performative stuff on stage. He even made the boys take off their t-shirts. 'JUST THE BOYS, ONLY LOS HERMANOS.' he would say. He was obsessed with our hands. 'let me see your hands, let me see your manos' yeaah. He was like that the whole show. BTW, everytime he spoke Spanish, the crowd went crazy.
He even said 'TE AMO' right before I don't love you started.
That's when I remembered WHY I love Gerard so much. I love frankie, he's my hero and I wish I was like him... but Gerard. Dude, Gee has something. He makes me feel stuff, different stuff. He connects me with for something else I can't even describe. I can't tell what it is. But it's there. And it makes me happy and sad at the same time. Gerard's weird. He is just a kid trying to send a message. And I feel like I get that message. I wish I had the words to express my feelings but I don't, I don't think I'll ever be able to anyway. And I love him for making me feel like that.
'Everybody in the whole place..CLAP', he would make us do whatever he wanted. He asked how many of us had their first record and when 70% of the crowd screamed he was surprised. That's when Headfirst for Halos started and everyone went crazy. He turned around to Bob, thumbs up. I think he was shocked that we knew the lyrics haha. The same happened when they played Kill all your Friends, My Way Home is through you and Desert Song.
Someone in the crowd threw a homemade mcr doll. Gerard picked it up. 'Hey, it looks like Frank actually. I think it's frank..' he put it on top of the speaker in front of Matt, and said 'Frankie couldn't be here today, but Matt is here. AND MATT IS 100% LATINO'. Matt smiled and stared at his own feet kinda blushed and embarrased. I wanted to give him a hug XD
When they played Cancer most of us didn't sing and just kept quiet.I whispered the lyrics and looked to the black sky. Gerard broke at the end 'the hardest part of this is leaving...', and finished the song with a long 'yooooou'. It was so touching...
I think it was right before Give 'em Hell Kid that Gerard said 'I want to see your faces, let me see what you look like...oh, you 're beautiful!' -haha.WIN
There's a lot more to tell but I don't want to bore you and I can't remember everything. AND I hate the way I can talk about Gerard for hours.
-Bob- He is a hell of a drummer. The lights were good on him, he even played one or two songs with a cigarette in his mouth. BOSS. He looked like a teddy bear with his long hair and stuff. Lovely, I hadn't got the chance to meet him, but some people did and said he was very nice. Nothing that I didn't already know, Bob! <3
-Ray- He blew me. He is amazing. A fucking genius. The guitar master. I waited so long to see Toro play live it was fucking worth it. During the INO solo he shook his head and his afro was all over the place. I even screamed 'TORO YOU ROCK' but he wouldn't listen of course, he was at the other end of the stage rocking the hell out of those lucky kids. GO, TORO.
-The Song List- (not sure about the order and I may have forgotten a song)
1. This Is How I Dissapear
2. Dead!
3. My Way Home -We ain't here to play a compliment, or sing about the government,or oxycodone genocide,or adolescent suicide.I'll give you my sincerity,fuck about a Kennedy,here's what I got to say-
4. Im Not Ok -TRUST MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE-
5. Cemetery Drive
6. Kill all Your Friends -and you're walking away and I will drown in the fear-
7. Give'em Hell Kid -If you were here I'd never have a fear-
8. I Don't Love You
9. Mama *dies during the whole song*
10. Welcome To The Black Parade
11. House Of Wolves
12. Headfirst For Halos -THINK HAPPY THOUGHTS-
13. The Sharpest Lives
14. Teenagers
15. You Know What They do to Guys Like us in Prison -Life is but a dream for the dead-
16. Famous Last Words
17. Sleep -The hardest part is letting go of your dreams-
18. Cancer
19. Desert Song -I can see you awake anytime, in my head-
20. Helena -we are so far from YOU-
I can't explain how messy I was when I came out of the Stadium. I was soaking wet and lost. I couldn't find my friend, I had to find her cause we were leaving together in her car and I had to go to her house and stuff..
I finally found her and we left. The streets were crazy, people everywhere.
We finally got home, had quick dinner, had a bath -GOD I NEEDED IT- and layed in bed talking about the concert until we fell asleep.
The next morning I woke up thinking I've dreamt the past 4 days. It felt like we'd been going from here to there around the city for a month, nono A YEAR. IT WAS CRAZY.
But it was real. And I fucking loved it.
WE ARE MY-CHEMICAL-*everybody* ROMANCE!
Again. Be patient. I still can't get over the fact that MCR played here in Buenos Aires.
All the situations described on this entry almost always include the same bunch of 5 friends chasing and haunting down something that could be called 'a dream'. Some facts may or may not represent the reality...-nah, just kidding.
Wednesday 20th.
-The Airport-
We arrived at the airport to find a group of 15 maybe 20 kids waiting for My Chem, laying on the floor, tired of waiting. We sat down as well, and waited. We kept running from one gate to the other (there are 2 international gates in Ezeiza) and spent almost all of our money on food and sodas. Airport food is expensive, let me tell you!
At 5pm one flight attendant told us that the band had left through the back door at 1.30 pm. We couldn't believe it. We left the airport feeling stupid and empty cause, -until then- the guys were still only a few kids that may not be real and could only be seen on tv and youtube.com for what we knew.
We all took a bus back home, we talked about the future, one of the girls said she will become a CSI and we couldn't help ewwing at imagining the dead bodies on a cold table and the smell of the dead and stuff. The whole bus heard our conversation, of course.
Thursday 21st.
-The Radio station/The Hotel/Whatever-
We went to several radio stations where the guys where supposed to give interviews during that day, but we couldn't find them. We were later informed that they cancelled those interviews. We didn't have certain information, we didin't even believe that the guys had actually arrived to Buenos Aires the previous day, we needed a reliable source. We went straight to Rock&Pop radio station to talk to one of the most famous radio personalities: Mario Pergollini. 'He would tell us the truth'. We waited outside the radio station until he came out. 'You're here for My chemical Romance..!' he said. We laughed because it was so obvious. I asked if he knew anything about My Chem. We talked for a while -we took pictures too- and he told us that Brian had told him that the guys had arrived, that Gerard would arrive later that day, and that Frankie had lost his grandmother and he was not coming to Buenos Aires. I felt like crap. Finally we had real information from someone who wouldn't lie to us, and it was the worst news ever. I wished it was not true, I hoped that Frankie would be alright cause he is such a little tiny thing and it breaks my heart to imagine him sad. I whised he and his family would be okay soon. But what I wished the most was that Frankie would still play during the concert. I know, what a selfish little bastard I am. But I couldn't help it. My friends couldn't help feeling that way either. It was like half of My Chem was missing without Iero there. He's my favourite artist and I was not gonna see him after all.
We took the subway back, bought something to drink and sit down at the mall in Palermo. We were devastated. To make matters worse, that day it was one month since Heath's death, and we couldn't stop thinking about it so we really felt like crap for a while.
After an hour or so, a friend called us and said the guys were staying at NH City Hotel. Suddenly we felt a bit better and headed right to the hotel.
When we got there, there were about 70 kids waiting for the guys. All of them wearing make up and mcr signs and pins and stuff. like 60 of them were under 14 which got in my nerves. *RANT AHEAD* It's not that I hate preadolescents. Teenie Boppers are my problem. Half of these kids haven't even gone to a concert in their lives. 90% of them don't understand the lyrics. And I'm sure that none of them have ever listened to Iron Maiden, Metallica, Nirvana, The Smiths... not any of the big bands that inspired this music. It makes me mad. Posers make me mad. They believe that dressing in black and red will make them tough and punk and shit, but they are all a bunch of silly kids who do exactly what punks hate: they follow a scheme. They do what nowadays kids are suposed to do. be weird. be freaks, in a very generic way. And I can't take it anymore. POSERS. They go all 'ohh look at me, I have weird hair and I dress in black and I listen to all of these underground bands that I've known from myspace.com' . WELL FUCK YOU. Go learn something about punk history and culture and read more about anarchy before talking about it, and stop PLEASE STOP wearing Sid Vicious T-shirts! The guy was only a regular idiot. he was just a kid, he didn't say anything memorable, STOP TATTOOING HIS FACE ON YOUR ARMS! and for christ's sake, YOU GOT TO STOP THE WRIST CUTTING ON PURPOSE. nobody gives a shit if you 'cut' yourselves, some people actually SUFFER from this and you just make it a fashion statement??? We all know you just scratch your arms to show them off and pretend to be all traumatized or something. NO ONE GIVES A FUCK. go listen to Backstreet boys or Britney Spears (another fucked up kid who was manipulated by her family and managers, btw). YOU ARE 12 YEARS OLD, IT'S OKAY! you're suposed to be just kids. Don't try to be cool by being uncool cause you take all the meaning out of the punk style for being such an asshole. thank you.
I guess there are a few 12 year olds with some brain out there, so if you really feel an outcast, if you really spend a lot of time thinking about how fucked up the world is and you want to do something, if people let you down all the time, if you dont' take shit, if you really don't follow the crowd...then i'm sure you'll understand what I'm complaining about here.*/RANT*. So these horny fangirls were shouting like maniacs everytime Bob or Gee would show their faces out the 15th floor window. They were all standing in the middle of the street btw. I stood in front of them holding my hands up and tried to calm them down, cause the guys wouldn't come down if they kept on screaming, but of course it didn't work out. Gee, Mikey and Ray got into a taxi and all these horny kids jumped in front of the car and started hiting the windows and stuff. I felt like I was watching The Beatles groupies for a second. We stayed away from that until the taxi was gone and all of these crazy (almost) teenagers were gone as well.
We talked to Evo, the band bodyguard and he was very kind to us. He told us about Frankie's grandmother and we gave him a letter for Frankie sending our love. We even appologized for those girls' behaviour. Matt Cortez and this other guy kept walking down the street and we got some pictures and autographs. I didn't get autographs because I was too busy talking to the guard trying to convince him to let us meet the band.
It was 7 or 8 pm and there were only 30 of us there. I managed to make all of them sit in two rows to wait for the guys and maybe take pictures with them. If the people in charge of the FC would have got in touch with the managers and organized things better, all of these wouldn't have happened.
Once I managed to control them 30 kids I talked to the Hotel guard again and he said he didn't know if the band would come out again because they were tired and honestly, scared. We still waited. It was 10 pm and most of the fans had left. There were only 10 kids standing outside the hotel quietly when Mikey and Gerard came back in a taxi. My friends and I were standing at the front door of the hotel, so when Mikey and Gee passed by my side I said "Hi, welcome guys!" and Mikey completely surprised me. He smiled widely, waved and said 'Hi, hello' to me and the rest of my friends and he was so perfect and nice. He was so calm and kind I couldn't believe it. He is not that bitter kid everyone thinks. For christ's sake no, he is not! He's the sweetest guy. -of course, only beaten by Frank Iero, whom I will meet someday ♥- Gerard on the other hand, didn't even say hi, he just run for his life into the hotel covering his face. I guess he was tired, it's okay. He is just a guy. LEAVE HIM ALONE. However, Mikey has totally won my heart since then :D
Anyway, we waited outside until Ray came back too. We said Hi and told him we were sorry for everything that had happened earlier and he said it was okay, and waved and got into the hotel with his girlfriend.
We went home, we needed to rest for the concert and the guys needed to rest as well. -Some friends got autographs the next day but couldn't get pictures eventhough Mikey and Bob wanted to, because the bodyguard wouldn't let them, 'no pictures, no pictures!'-
Friday 22nd
-The concert-
The heat of the previous days hadn't faded, but rain had come and the sky was jet black. I went to the stadium and met my friends there. After a long wait, we managed to be some of the first to enter and I ran to the frontrow. There was this kid in front of me holding the bars so she wouldn't be taken away, but after the first opening band she had to be taken away. I was on the front row and I stayed there for almost the whole concert. It was amazing. I hated the opening bands. They were such posers. I know them, and some of the members I know them personally and are idiots. They are all a bunch of poshy kids who pretend to be tough and play rock. yeah right. During the concert I even heard some girls saying "oh, I came to the concert to see Infierno 18. What bands are you here for?" WTF?. IT WASN'T A FUCKING FESTIVAL. It was MCR's concert, jackass. Those two bands were just -crappy- opening bands. I still can't get why didn't Shaila or some good band like that open for MCR. "I warn you, shut the fuck up or I'll punch you right in the mouth, asshole". that's what I kept thinking. I was a little mad at everyone that day.
During the opening bands, 10 kids around me had to be taken away, 5 of them with their parents. This girl was taken away, then her grandmother too, and then her mother who was screaming 'take me out of heeeeere' like a maniac, holding an umbrella -which she skillfuly used to hit me during the takeaway process- and a purse! COME-ON.
I helped to take away a lot of kids that fainted around me, who couldn't breath during the second opening band. Then it started to rain. My Chem came out and the whole place went crazy. It was the craziest moment in my life. I've never been so excited. I couldn't believe my eyes. I was actually standing in front of MCR, I felt like I was dreaming or watching it on youtube.com. Some kids even cried, which was a bit exagerated if you ask me, but I didn't mind.I was too busy trying to figure things out. Gerard was wearing this jacket that looked awesome on him. He is gorgeous let me tell you. He and Mikey are beautiful human beings. They look like vampires haha, for real. I was astonished.
-Frankie- I missed him. I needed him to be there so bad. It was terrible for me to be at an MCR concert and not see Frank. I felt crappy about it. It felt like half of the band was not even there. It was definitely not the same. I can't even imagine how much I'd have loved the show if Iero had been there, bouncing all over the place, shaking his head, making those silly faces and rocking the hell out of that guitar and of us. I missed him. I couldn't help shedding some tears during Famous Last Words and I'm Not Okay because of him. He is my hero, my little tiny sweet kind smiling hero that always does things right and never disappoints me. He is my little monster frankie and he wasn't there. How can such a small person represent such a big 1/5 of a band? ♥ You owe us a concert Frank Anthony Thomas Iero! I'll wait patiently.
-Matt- Matt came out too. He is nice and he kept on making Frankie's movements but of course, he is not Frankie. I felt a little bad for Matt cause everyone was wishing Frankie was there instead. But still, he played like hell. He's an awesome musician. He would strike a pose for us to take pictures whenever we shouted MATT MAAAAAAAATT. too bad my camera stoped working just before MCR came out. And it started working right when MCR left. I couldn't believe my luck... anyway, my friends got some cool pictures of Matt I may post later. During the sound check he kept on walking through the crowd and people asked for photographs and stuff. He's very cool.
-Mikey- Someone accidentally ripped my bra, my pants were kinda falling down, I was all wet because of the rain and the sweat. My hair was all over the place and still I was the happiest girl alive. I was standing right in front of Mikey and Matt, so I kept blowing kisses to Mikey ♥ and he would laugh and look away kinda blushed. Suddenly I realised I was standing in the crowd "alone", just one friend by my side. The rest had to be taken away or had gone to the back because they couldn't breath. I told my only friend left that we should make faces to Mikey. I made crazy faces and wouldn't stop shaking my head like a maniac and Mikey would do the same and laugh along. You see why I'm totally in love with this kid now? ♥.
A kid threw a crown to him to the stage and Mikey wore the crown ! FTW. I'm sad I couldn't take pictures of that.
OH. He and Matt would also talk secretly very close to each other XD
Did I mention that Mikey stole my heart?
-Gerard- He is just amazing. He's totally improved his singing and he did all his usual performative stuff on stage. He even made the boys take off their t-shirts. 'JUST THE BOYS, ONLY LOS HERMANOS.' he would say. He was obsessed with our hands. 'let me see your hands, let me see your manos' yeaah. He was like that the whole show. BTW, everytime he spoke Spanish, the crowd went crazy.
He even said 'TE AMO' right before I don't love you started.
That's when I remembered WHY I love Gerard so much. I love frankie, he's my hero and I wish I was like him... but Gerard. Dude, Gee has something. He makes me feel stuff, different stuff. He connects me with for something else I can't even describe. I can't tell what it is. But it's there. And it makes me happy and sad at the same time. Gerard's weird. He is just a kid trying to send a message. And I feel like I get that message. I wish I had the words to express my feelings but I don't, I don't think I'll ever be able to anyway. And I love him for making me feel like that.
'Everybody in the whole place..CLAP', he would make us do whatever he wanted. He asked how many of us had their first record and when 70% of the crowd screamed he was surprised. That's when Headfirst for Halos started and everyone went crazy. He turned around to Bob, thumbs up. I think he was shocked that we knew the lyrics haha. The same happened when they played Kill all your Friends, My Way Home is through you and Desert Song.
Someone in the crowd threw a homemade mcr doll. Gerard picked it up. 'Hey, it looks like Frank actually. I think it's frank..' he put it on top of the speaker in front of Matt, and said 'Frankie couldn't be here today, but Matt is here. AND MATT IS 100% LATINO'. Matt smiled and stared at his own feet kinda blushed and embarrased. I wanted to give him a hug XD
When they played Cancer most of us didn't sing and just kept quiet.I whispered the lyrics and looked to the black sky. Gerard broke at the end 'the hardest part of this is leaving...', and finished the song with a long 'yooooou'. It was so touching...
I think it was right before Give 'em Hell Kid that Gerard said 'I want to see your faces, let me see what you look like...oh, you 're beautiful!' -haha.WIN
There's a lot more to tell but I don't want to bore you and I can't remember everything. AND I hate the way I can talk about Gerard for hours.
-Bob- He is a hell of a drummer. The lights were good on him, he even played one or two songs with a cigarette in his mouth. BOSS. He looked like a teddy bear with his long hair and stuff. Lovely, I hadn't got the chance to meet him, but some people did and said he was very nice. Nothing that I didn't already know, Bob! <3
-Ray- He blew me. He is amazing. A fucking genius. The guitar master. I waited so long to see Toro play live it was fucking worth it. During the INO solo he shook his head and his afro was all over the place. I even screamed 'TORO YOU ROCK' but he wouldn't listen of course, he was at the other end of the stage rocking the hell out of those lucky kids. GO, TORO.
-The Song List- (not sure about the order and I may have forgotten a song)
1. This Is How I Dissapear
2. Dead!
3. My Way Home -We ain't here to play a compliment, or sing about the government,or oxycodone genocide,or adolescent suicide.I'll give you my sincerity,fuck about a Kennedy,here's what I got to say-
4. Im Not Ok -TRUST MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE-
5. Cemetery Drive
6. Kill all Your Friends -and you're walking away and I will drown in the fear-
7. Give'em Hell Kid -If you were here I'd never have a fear-
8. I Don't Love You
9. Mama *dies during the whole song*
10. Welcome To The Black Parade
11. House Of Wolves
12. Headfirst For Halos -THINK HAPPY THOUGHTS-
13. The Sharpest Lives
14. Teenagers
15. You Know What They do to Guys Like us in Prison -Life is but a dream for the dead-
16. Famous Last Words
17. Sleep -The hardest part is letting go of your dreams-
18. Cancer
19. Desert Song -I can see you awake anytime, in my head-
20. Helena -we are so far from YOU-
I can't explain how messy I was when I came out of the Stadium. I was soaking wet and lost. I couldn't find my friend, I had to find her cause we were leaving together in her car and I had to go to her house and stuff..
I finally found her and we left. The streets were crazy, people everywhere.
We finally got home, had quick dinner, had a bath -GOD I NEEDED IT- and layed in bed talking about the concert until we fell asleep.
The next morning I woke up thinking I've dreamt the past 4 days. It felt like we'd been going from here to there around the city for a month, nono A YEAR. IT WAS CRAZY.
But it was real. And I fucking loved it.
WE ARE MY-CHEMICAL-*everybody* ROMANCE!