Just FYI, I will never like Blender because they are anti-Green Day and it really doesn't get any shallower than that for me people. But wow, I am so not allowed to read that magazine, not even in the "know your enemy" type way because RAWR. God, I hate music journalism. Seriously, does every line have to come off with some edgy, biting remark about how everything just isn't good enough? Fuck, I don't care if someone wants to sit down and gush about Nickelback or something, I'd just like to see someone head over heels for a certain band or album, not just "appreciating" it and coming up with stupid acerbic reviews that never really hold any validity and not even a single original thought or opinion. God. Garbage, all of it really.
Yeah...so...you know, I've been trying to avoid this but I think I'm
gonna have to burn some bridges here.
I should probably warn everyone that this is my silly blonde self at three in the morning going on little caffeine and two weeks of poor, inadequate sleep, so please don't take this as a well thought out argument. I've just sort of had it.
I am missing something lately, and I think a lot of people are. I put in American Idiot the other day, listened to it all the way through, and fuck, it hasn't changed for me. I mean, there is so much tied up in the album for me. I thought that this summer everything was gonna go to hell and I was never going to be able to appreciate the things I loved anymore, just because of all the bad mojo and shit wrapped up in the last year, but that's not so. It's really not. I was listening to Letterbomb, one of my fave tracks off the album and I just appreciated it for the music for the message of it all. There wasn't any nostalgia, there wasn't any memories flooding through me, there wasn't any of that. I wasn't thinking about the Establishment, I wasn't thinking of some incredible fic or interview I'd read concerning the boys, I just was fucking there. I know, hard to describe, right? I was just in my car, singing in an atrociously loud tone, full of fucking conviction, and boy...it felt great.
...and I wonder where that has gone. I mean, Green Day fandom, I think, has sort of been taking over Green Day's music for me lately and that's...I don't want to say that's wrong, I just think I needed to step back and think for a moment. There's not a lot going on these days. Actually, a majority of fandomish things that concern our beloved trio are in relation to what other bands are saying and thinking and producing. I mean, Jesus, I'm not blind, I've seen all the MCR posts and all the Killers shit and blah blah, I really don't fucking care. I just don't. I think it's really weird, honestly. There seem to be a couple different kind of camps, those who adore MCR but OH GOD, DON'T WORRY I STILL LOVE GREEN DAY MORE THAN THEM, I WOULDN'T DREAM OF LIKING MCR AS MUCH AS GREEN DAY, PLEASE DON'T STONE ME and the flipside of course being that MCR IS TOTALLY RIPPING ON GREEN DAY, I HATE THEM, YOU HAVE GOT TO BE SHITTING ME. *laughs* Of course, that's a wild generalization but I think you can kind of see what I mean. And the Brandon Flowers thing? Oh c'mon, Brandon Flowers would stomp on kittens if he thought that would sell more records. Doesn't mean I don't think that fuckin' ditty of his isn't catchy, but is Brandon Flowers really worth all the hooplah? Jesus Christ, I'm looking around and seeing people get in each others faces over WHAT they like and WHY they like and it's ridiculous, honestly.
MCR is a good band. MCR is a great band, actually, and Gerard Way is both an inspirational character and a warning label all rolled into one. Ray and Frankie are amazing musicians, that much is certain, though I couldn't tell you one decent fact about the drummer and honestly, Mikey is not that impressive. At least not to me. I bought Three Cheers for Sweet Revenge pretty early on after it was released and I loved it. I still love it. There's a lot of fantastic music there, and their first album isn't bad either.
So yeah, what's my point? My point...I'm not even sure. I just don't understand the freakouts over American Idiot vs. Welcome to the Black Parade. I don't even see the connection (again, fuck you Blender). Gerard Way has changed his appearance, is now no longer Gerard (and please, dear god, stop calling him Gee. You're not his friend, you don't know him, it's a little ridiculous. If I ever run around calling Billie Joe Armstrong "BJ" or something just shoot me in the face) but "The Patient" and five million other pseudonyms I don't care about. The band is referring to My Chem as "them" and it's honestly kinda fucked up. You know, I think it's fun. I think it's kind of a blast actually, and while I have my reservations on Gerard Way's mental health, the boy started off in the land of comic books and now he's living in one. Or at least trying his damndest and man, if you can get an army of teeny-boppers and kids too fuckin' cool to just listen to indie shit, I'd do it. Hell fucking yes. I'm psyched for this new album, and I don't even care if or when or WHATEVER influenced Gerard to make this record, god, a really good band has made another album. The concept of the album is fucking circling the drain, taking along with it any requirement or downright motivation to have a little bit of artistic integrity and ambition. Thank god MCR was at least willing to try and if they go a little over the top and decide to live in fantasy land for the rest of their lives...meh. It could be worse. They could turn into Good Charlotte (which is a whole other post).
I don't know. I fear that there is a lot of Green Day/MCR comparisons and bitchfests and just in general a mess headed our way. I don't know. Gerard and his little band of "omg we're all nerds" will never do for me what Green Day does. To go against what I said and compare the albums, it's just ridiculous. Gerard built a fantasyland and is going to look very pretty playing in it. Billie wrote a masterpiece, showed it to the world, and asked us what the fuck we were gonna do with it. Actually, no, Billie just showed us what the fuck he, Mike and Tre were going to do and if we were gonna come along for the ride we better hold the fuck on because Green Day doesn't give a shit what we think. Maybe it's all just a matter of perspective and personal opinion, but Welcome to the Black Parade sounds like an incredible work of music and American Idiot is from the kind of stuff that changes lives. Green Day has balls, MCR has emo, and at the end of the day I want something that's so aggressive and amazingly raw and in your face it makes you want to scream and cry and almost turn it off before you can't take it anymore. I don't want some odd, death-filled opus that all the kids left behind by Linkin Park are gonna sink their teeth into. Fuck that. Besides, I already have my little merchant of death and when I want something bad and bitter, I'll take my Skiba over Gerard any day. (Again, that is a whole other post. Gerard wants villains as superheroes, Matt wants to play the victim and choke on a pair of his girlfriend's scissors.)
Well fuck. I guess I don't know where that leads me too. I don't know what camp I fall into and I don't really fucking care. I don't care why people like a band, I don't care why people don't like a band, I just want everyone to stop freaking out about what everyone could possibly be thinking and if we're all still True Green Day Fans for Life if we like other bands or not. Jesus Christ. All this comparison shit is buggin' the ever-lovin' piss out of me and I'm tired of it. Just...like what you fucking want to and stop being so ashamed of all those Jewel albums you own (though really, she totally sold out).