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(i was looking at the amazon reviews for tcfsr and this one really spoke to me. idk)

on July 7, 2020 - 3:31pm

Music not to slit your wrists by...

I'll admit when MCR first came across my radar, I was right on the verge of being too old for their targeted demographic, but there was just something about this band. Nearly a decade later, and this beast is still taking me to that same place as it had that first time. Is it a dark place?
No. This music isn't a Catholic cry fest, nor is it a denial of life. It is, contrary to the lyrical imagery or the frenzied mood of the music, a celebration of life in spite of all the evil @#*! that it often brings.

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go(odbye)

on July 3, 2020 - 6:15pm

[written while listening to "dear percocet, i don't think we should see each other anymore" by frank iero and the patience]

"lemme leave i wanna go, i need to go to this show."
i'm screaming and crying and she's ignoring me. "please, this is my chance, you said i could-"
she spins on me, eyes flashing dangerously. "but i changed my mind. you're too young to be running with-" she licks her lips like a wolf, "that crowd. go to your room."
i do, slamming and locking the door behind me and pick my loudest album, the one she hates the most. i throw it on and pace.

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so.... anyone want a song playing backwards?

on June 29, 2020 - 4:53pm

um
i was making a tape and long story short it got kinda... corrupted i guess? so if anyone wants a recording of little bastards by palaye royale playing backward hmu i guess???

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help, im looking for a poet

on June 28, 2020 - 4:00pm

i hate hate hate to do this but its worth a shot. does anyone know of a complete collection of f.t. willz poems? im trying to find them because im soaking them up like a dehydrated plant soaks up water and i want to read all of it, or at least as much of it as i can

if you do, and can share a link or something... i thank you from the bottom of my heart and soul, im not kidding

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uh-oh

on June 26, 2020 - 4:46pm

i tried to make fake blood (ask no questions and i shall tell no lies) and it didn’t work out :(

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Tuesday July 07, 2020 
| Posted by: megababe

Music not to slit your wrists by...

I'll admit when MCR first came across my radar, I was right on the verge of being too old for their targeted demographic, but there was just something about this band. Nearly a decade later, and this beast is still taking me to that same place as it had that first time. Is it a dark place?
No. This music isn't a Catholic cry fest, nor is it a denial of life. It is, contrary to the lyrical imagery or the frenzied mood of the music, a celebration of life in spite of all the evil @#*! that it often brings. Sure, there are gangster vampires, car crashes, dying loves and all those haunted memories crowding these songs like demented, drug-addled party-worn phantoms, but beyond all that the sense I always got from Gerard Way's words (and especially in his delivery) was "Give me all your poison...you're running after something you'll never kill..."
I once described this band (to a friend) as "the Pixies meets Metallica." I don't know if that ever did this band, or their music any justice, but I still stand by the description. Unlike the frenzied punk of the Pixies, there was dark driven guitar after layered guitar burning as brightly and as intensely as anything Metallica, or any other metal band had done before them. But unlike Metallica, there was just always this punk rock edge I'm certain Cliff Burton would have very much appreciated. Put it this way, if metal was the leather clad father, and Goth powder faced black lipstick wearing smokey eyed mother, and emo the drama-queen daughter with black mascara streaks running from her eyes, then MCR certainly drank from the fount of this particular undead muse, even if they denied the label.
They weren't like any other band from this, the fourth wave of hard rock bands (counting since the late 60s/early 70s). They weren't Thursday, or the Used, and definitely less poppy than say Fall Out Boy or AFI. Like KISS, Alice Cooper, Bauhaus, and Marilyn Manson, they donned specific looks for each album, often portraying characters spun right out of Gerard Way's fertile imagination, giving their music (as well as the band's image) an extra dimension lacking in other artists. Because of the controversy they courted, and the inclusive nature of their message, they spawned a loyal cult-like following that only grows rather than declining, even since their permanent split going on two years now. (Has it been so long already?)
If you don't believe that hype, just look at the prices that not only Three Cheers is going for (the original 2008 red vinyl fetches between $200 to $300), not to mention the recent reissues from Newbury Comics and Hot Topic (already climbing to around $100 and higher). People are really paying these prices because they so love the music this band created.
But like any good thing, even this had to come to an end. Truly there have been kids who have worn black clothes and sported long hair (often dyed in different shades), whose lives have been cut short due to poor choices and/or suicidal tendencies (the name of a great band from the late 80s), but to blame this band or their music for such sad behavior simply misses the point. Like any artist, great and otherwise (even the aforementioned Marilyn Manson, who once accused this band of sincerely flattering him), they were making a STATEMENT, often confused by (already confused) pundits who hate new music and are truly terrified of the impact it might have upon the kids, with the message diluted or even twisted hopelessly beyond the intended meaning by the time it gets to the parents (and us other old-timers). It isn't the first time this has gone on (I still remember the Christian right-wingers marching in protest in front of Marilyn Manson venues), nor I predict, will it be the last.
The POINT, as I see it, is that there is a certain joy to be had, even in the darkness, in spite of all the pain. It certainly isn't worth cutting your wrists over. Just put Three Cheers back on the old CD player, or if you like, give that vinyl version a spin and crank it like it's the first time. It'll be OK, you'll see.
Trust me.

- J. Ireland, February 21, 2015, on Amazon.com

here's a link to the review on amazon https://www.amazon.com/gp/customer-reviews/R2REQ0ARVJF80/ref=cm_cr_dp_d_...

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Friday July 03, 2020 
| Posted by: megababe

[written while listening to "dear percocet, i don't think we should see each other anymore" by frank iero and the patience]

"lemme leave i wanna go, i need to go to this show."
i'm screaming and crying and she's ignoring me. "please, this is my chance, you said i could-"
she spins on me, eyes flashing dangerously. "but i changed my mind. you're too young to be running with-" she licks her lips like a wolf, "that crowd. go to your room."
i do, slamming and locking the door behind me and pick my loudest album, the one she hates the most. i throw it on and pace. my window's there and the fire escape is there and its not that far i could-
what am i saying? "i could." fuck that, i gotta go to this fuckin show, no "i could," i have to.
i throw some clothes in a bag (thank fuck i left everything at jimmy's) and unlock my window, slipping out onto the fire escape. do i look back? fuck no.

it's dark and kinda cold but i'm almost at jimmy's.
"there you are, we were getting nervous."
i grin at jimmy and skid and skinner, as they stand in his driveway by the van, lit up by its headlights. "im here now, fuckers. everything's in the van?"
"hell yeah, you all set?" jimmy throws his arm around my shoulder and messes up my hair.
"hell yeah, get me outta this fucking town."
"that's the goddamn spirt."

the bar is dark and hot and gross but it's my fucking stage and the shitheads know it.
"hey hey hey motherfuckers!" i crow into the mic, staring out into the void of bodies.
"fuck you bitch!"
"fuck you too hun," i laugh, throwing up my middle finger. "okay, i wanna dedicate this first fuckin song to my dear darling mummy, who wouldn't let me come serenade you fuckheads. skid?"
skid's counting us off and jimmy and skinner are tearing through everything and im screaming and we're ripping shit up and absolutely destroying every single misconception and misjudgment they fucking had about us because we're fucking raw power chords blasted through the shittiest setup at the loudest volume beating some fucking sense into your skull. we're immortal eternal infinite endless and they'll remember us for the rest of their fuckin lives.

we've packed the van. we're all ready to leave and never fucking look back. jimmy sits in the driver seat with the gas station coffee and five-hour-energy, skinner's in the passenger seat with the maps and flashlight, me and skid are squished between the amps and the kit with our backpacks behind our heads.
"ready?" jimmy asks, looking out at the open highway
"hell yeah."
"sunset strip, here we come."

and we never look back.

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Monday June 29, 2020 
| Posted by: megababe

um
i was making a tape and long story short it got kinda... corrupted i guess? so if anyone wants a recording of little bastards by palaye royale playing backward hmu i guess???

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Sunday June 28, 2020 
| Posted by: megababe

i hate hate hate to do this but its worth a shot. does anyone know of a complete collection of f.t. willz poems? im trying to find them because im soaking them up like a dehydrated plant soaks up water and i want to read all of it, or at least as much of it as i can

if you do, and can share a link or something... i thank you from the bottom of my heart and soul, im not kidding

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Friday June 26, 2020 
| Posted by: megababe

i tried to make fake blood (ask no questions and i shall tell no lies) and it didn’t work out :(

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Monday June 22, 2020 
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-it’s summer now. it is hot. and humid. and the bugs are here to suck my blood. i hate NoVa.

-been talkin’ to a cute girl. she skates. and has great taste in music. and is super smart. she’s reallllly cool. i think i might be in love lol

-band wrote a song???? yeah, still in shock. it’s pretty dope (except for my lyrics, they sUk. and i won’t be changing my mind about that)

-bans on gathering are lifting (SCARY, CORONA IS NOT OVER, WASH UR HANDS REGULARLY AND WEAR A MASK WHEN LEAVING HOME) so band practice is gonna happen again. i am very excited

-maybe getting new bearings??? fingers crossed, my currents are wayyy rusty and gross and barely spin. so it’s probably time lol

-might have “moment” later and bleach my hair, idk yet.