will it ever be the light to shine you out?
I'm really kind of grateful that MCR has gone and recorded an album I can get away with playing part of at work. It's hardly one of the main reasons I love Danger Days, but I really appreciate it.
Every once in awhile I find myself trying to explain why I love this band so much (not an uncommon experience, I think), and it's just impossible to do that in a totally unsentimental way. I mean, yes, fantastic fucking guitars and Gerard's snotty little voice and sweeping theatrical concepts and ray guns - and this album in particular is directly connected to the medium of my heart - but really? Music is alchemy to me, and first and foremost, My Chemical Romance always manages to remind me of who I am (and who I want to be). That's all the explanation needed, really. (And anyone who thinks The Black Parade is about despair can suck it, frankly.)
Of course, that doesn't come from them, not entirely. It's something that happens halfway between the instruments and my ears; it's an interaction. I think that's my favorite part. When I was younger and first trying to be an artist, I didn't really appreciate the real importance of having an audience for the things you create: it's more than just craving attention, and understanding that is kind of essential.
Er, okay, enough of that. Drive-by yuletart rec: I'm a completely biased beta, but this Slings & Arrows comic is amazing, and anyone who likes that show should read it yesterday.
I'm also really grateful for my own adorable gift. It's so understated and evocative and right. I want so much fic about Kate and Renee ... it doesn't even have to get them back together, I just want to explore the complexity of their past and the way their current identities and all their individual layers of influence interact. (Of course, I also want that in canon. Are you listening, J.H.W.?)
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Every once in awhile I find myself trying to explain why I love this band so much (not an uncommon experience, I think), and it's just impossible to do that in a totally unsentimental way. I mean, yes, fantastic fucking guitars and Gerard's snotty little voice and sweeping theatrical concepts and ray guns - and this album in particular is directly connected to the medium of my heart - but really? Music is alchemy to me, and first and foremost, My Chemical Romance always manages to remind me of who I am (and who I want to be). That's all the explanation needed, really. (And anyone who thinks The Black Parade is about despair can suck it, frankly.)
Of course, that doesn't come from them, not entirely. It's something that happens halfway between the instruments and my ears; it's an interaction. I think that's my favorite part. When I was younger and first trying to be an artist, I didn't really appreciate the real importance of having an audience for the things you create: it's more than just craving attention, and understanding that is kind of essential.
Er, okay, enough of that. Drive-by yuletart rec: I'm a completely biased beta, but this Slings & Arrows comic is amazing, and anyone who likes that show should read it yesterday.
I'm also really grateful for my own adorable gift. It's so understated and evocative and right. I want so much fic about Kate and Renee ... it doesn't even have to get them back together, I just want to explore the complexity of their past and the way their current identities and all their individual layers of influence interact. (Of course, I also want that in canon. Are you listening, J.H.W.?)
This entry was originally posted at my dreamwidth. If you like, you can comment there (using OpenID)!