I disagree with you when you said that the band is falling apart. Ray isn’t under-appreciated, he’s a truly gifted man and many people care about him. Gerard isn’t letting fame grow inside his head, I think he’s super excited about the whole being a parent experience, though it’s been two years. Mikey isn’t getting better because the band is falling apart, he’s getting better because he is dealing with his fears better than before. And Frank isn’t upset at all, they are happy. And I love and miss Bob very much, but he didn’t leave the band because he didn’t like them anymore, it’s because he just didn’t like the bands decision and also because of his wrist problems, I guess. It’s ok to think that your favorite band is falling apart because of this or that, but we can’t lose hope, because MCR is a strong band that’s constantly changing and growing and we just need to believe in them and to give them all the support they’ve been giving us. Keep the faith, kiddo.
It makes me mad when people are “over” Bob, like they’ve accepted he’s gone. In the pit of my heart, I know he’ll come back. But I know that’s a lie and it makes me bawl my eyes out.
Bob totally owned the dark style and you could tell that he felt comfortable with piercings and dark clothes. I could never imagine him without his peircings like frank, or dressed in wild colors like Gee. So as much as it sucks, i think he left because he didnt look the part anymore.
After reading that new Kerrang! Article about My Chem, I realised what’s been bugging me since the release of Danger Days.
Seven years ago when I first heard My Chemical Romance, they were horribly depressed and fucked up… I was young, and I was depressed. Not severely depressed, not hating life, not living just… existing. I existed. Then I heard this band with hugely powerful lyrics, and I threw myself into them. ‘Obsession’ was a tame word – they were my life. Everything about them was everything about me. I felt alive whilst I listened to them. I felt like a person. I felt like I had meaning too. They made me…happy. There was a certain feeling of that time period and I can’t describe it. It was happy but sad. Loud but quiet. But I was alive. I felt something. I felt something powerful. That continued along with the release of The Black Parade. And then they left. When they announced that they were leaving on a break I panicked. We’ve all heard of bands that decide to go on a break, but then just dissolve as a band altogether, and I thought I knew that that was definitely going to happen. Finished, just like that. Kaput. Now what? I was depressed again, empty. But life went on, as it does. Time heals all wounds. Gone, but not forgotten. I started to feel like a person again and by early 2010 I thought I didn’t need them anymore. I thought they were a distant memory in the back of my mind. Then I heard that they were releasing a new album that year, and I was excited – ecstatic! They were back, that feeling came rushing back and My Chem were on a constant replay on my iPod. Danger Days was released. I love DD, truly, I do, but there’s something different. I have always known that this isn’t the same to me and I realised why.
I am… afraid to be happy. Afraid. Why do I deserve happiness? I don’t understand. Realising that, I feel so severely depressed. How can I be happy like them too? How? I feel like they’ve left me behind. Why couldn’t you take me on that journey too? Why can I not live like you do? Why can I not be happy like you? I feel so horribly alone and I never have before. I need you now more than I ever have. What is to become of my life?
I want to be happy… but I can’t. How am I supposed to be? I don’t… I can’t…
Someone save me.
I Hate myself that i didnt see MCR when bob was in the band. he has been my favorite since i started listening to them. Now its too late. i WISH he still had blogs and stuff to keep us updated. i feel like, hes gone, forever. i hate it.
