Crying chemically

January 21, 2008

    

  

The saddest thing has happened to my life! My Chemical Romance is having a concert here in the Philippines on January 25, but I’m thousands of miles away from where it’s going to happen!! Nnnnnnnoooooooooooo!!!!!!!!! *Sob sob sob* 

Of course I can always travel to Metro Manila, where the concert will happen, but getting there would cost a fortune (for me that is, I don’t have the money). It’s so sad. So, so ssaaaaaaddd…. Why only in Metro Manila?? Why can’t they have a concert here?? Why don’t I live in MM?? Why?! Why??!!

 

The least I can do now is to still idolize MCR in my own little way. So to compensate for this misfortune, I will crawl into one corner, shut out the world, and cry. Also, I will post everything I could think of that’s about My Chemical Romance. This posting shall be dedicated to them.

First, I will tell you how I came to love MCR. One day, I was at home feeling bored, so I turned on the TV. “Hey, what’s this?” I asked myself, “looks like a new band.” It was the Helena video that I saw.

It all started with that one video. Since then I was like, “MCR MCR MCR MCR MCR MCR MCR MCR MCR MCR MCR MCR MCR MCR MCR MCR MCR MCR MCR MCR MCR MCR MCR MCR MCR MCR MCR MCR MCR MCR MCR MCR MCR…” drool…

I searched for them in the internet. I bought their CD. I pasted their faces all over my bedroom walls. I lived and breathed MCR!! Aaaaaaggghhhh!!!!!!!!!

They appealed to me the very first time I saw them. Sometimes I wonder why I hadn’t discovered them way before because they’ve been around for a long while, even before Helena was released. Oh well… I’m sure they’ll forgive me for this ignorance, because, as my friend put it, I am a hardcore MCR fan!!! (well not really hardcore, but you know what I mean)

It’s the way they present themselves. Dark heavy make up and clothing. Freaky, dead-looking faces. Awesome rockstar moves. And their music! Crazy, fast drumming. Sounds that make my head bounce off the walls. Poetic, hellish lyrics suffused with melancholy. Ah! My Chemical Romance is just the band perfect for my tastes.

And the Helena video…. It was very well made. Whoever thought of the entire concept must’ve been a genius! A funeral with interpretive dancing. So awesome. I wish my funeral were like that when I’d die. Oh, wait, I wish to be cremated when I’m dead. Still, that music video is the best I’ve seen… yet.

Then came their next album, The Black Parade.

Their new album is different from Three Cheers for Sweet Revenge in many, many ways. I noticed that the fast and crazy drums were more or less reduced… is that the right word? But I don’t care! They still sound great.

I was taken away by their song and music video for I Don’t Love You. It seemed like the song and the music video was made just for me! I can truly relate. A girl that symbolized light and all the bright things in life… fell in love with a guy that symbolized darkness. Heaves a sigh. Sweet love. But then the guy had to leave. For some reason, he had to go. And that made the girl cry. Well not just cry, but sink into a place filled with shattered dreams. Shutting out the world. Feeling empty. Crying, crying like she’s never done it before. Feeling the loss as if a dear friend or a close family member died. And then every night she cries herself to sleep. Okay, so much for that. Tears are starting to swell in my eyes now. Sorry, I got carried away. Anyway, where were we? Oh yeah… here’s the I Don’t Love You video:

Other songs I love from The Black Parade:

• house of wolves

• cancer

• teenagers

• mama

• famous last words

 And here are other MCR stuff (pictures stolen from the internet *grin grin*):

Deep within the dankest, darkest depths

January 2, 2008

 

Deep within the dankest, darkest depths

of my mind,

there lies a creature,

locked up, chained to the stone walls

that suppress my very being.

Holy quaker oats!!

The town’s on fire!

Someone call grandma.

It’s the lobster headcrab thing,

gone wild amidst the planets of the ape!

 

 

As I wrote this poem,

I listened to Panic at the Disco.

It wasn’t until the first line of the chorus

that I remembered your name,

the name I so labored to memorize.

My hand!! I can’t take it off your thing!!

It’s the freakishly giant hornet!

Eating my house!

The end is near.

We are all gonna die.

 

 

Love. It’s the slowest form of suicide.

That’s what Johnny told me.

And it’s true.

Slowly,

I have been falling towards my demise.

House of composure.

I live next to my dog.

Parents eat fish.

I am giant potato head.

Feel the wrath of my bad carb. Grrr…!!

 

 

The creature has escaped now.

The longer you lock it up,

The more it becomes uncontrollable,

and crazy.

Help me!

I can’t spell hippopotamus!

Lots and lots of honey for my noodly baby!

Demon bunnies have come to my rescue.

Let go of the monkey.

I hate cheese.

 

 

my attempt at saving the world filled with cheese-flavored beer snacks

crackers, crackers

like the microscopic monkeys that saw Johnny Depp fly

life is so full of chocolate-filled water buffalos

it makes my nose itchy.

forgive the giant super weasel as it crosses your hallway wearing granma's T-shirt

help me! i can't spell hippopotamus!!

lizard-bunnies are eating my house.

the heat is killing me.

friday is the sex!

what should the radioactive mashed potato do for it to steal your ass-crackers?

words are only the stuff that crawls under my bed when the coast is clear.

sex poodles come down from heaven and we have tea parties.

this is the life my toe wanted.

you were the light from my closet door.

the deer i hit with a bat came back a millionaire.

Rocko should've had a moderner life.

what is wrong with my hair?!

you dare mock the ice princess!?!

feel the wrath of the king and queen of cheese!

i need complete silence if i am to save your ass from the nails of doom.