My Chemical Freak: My Chemical Romance All The Time

In some sort of Make a Wish granting situation, some MCRmy members got to meet My Chemical Romance at MSG.

 
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By Olivia

So I left my house at around 5:30. We got to the train at 6. We made good time since it was practically the end of rush hour and we got there at 6:45.

We get there and we get our bags checked, get merch, and whatnot. [I got the Toro shirt and the Mikey Fuckin Way shirt, which is the best thing in existence. haha.] We get to our seats, which weren’t horrible. I mean, they weren’t the best, but what can you do? We tried to get down onto the floor, but there was no possible and reasonable way. Haha. So we stayed in our area.

Drive By comes on at around 7:30. They were… Drive By. They’re alright. Not the best of bands, but whatever. They were good.

TAKING BACK SUNDAY! You know how much I love TBS and Matt Rubano and Adam Lazzara. They were awesome, as usual. They played a new song or two [Honestly, I don't remember anything about TBS
During one song, Adam starting singing during the bridge "Irreplaceable" by Beyonce. Haha. It was excellent.
Adam was talking about when My Chem called them up to ask them to open for them at Madison Square Garden and Adam was like, "Man... That's not a funny joke." Haha.
They played [In no order]:
What’s It Feel Like To Be A Ghost?
Liar
MakeDamnSure
Error:Operator
Spin
Set Phasers To Stun
A Decade Under the Influence
Cute Without the E (I think they played this. Haha. I’m not entirely sure.]

So they leave, and I’m stoked for My Chem. So we wait a half hour and they come on.
Oh My God.

They were better than ever. I was amazed. Their intro was basically “Stay” but they didn’t go into that. [which was disappointing. I was so getting into it. Haha.] It went into “Give ‘Em Hell, Kid”. Amazing.

They played [IN NO ORDER. Their set was amazing and I wish I had the exact set list.]:
Give ‘Em Hell, Kid
Dead!
This Is How I Disappear
Sharpest Lives
Welcome to the Black Parade [which was dedicated to this little kid named Mika, I believe. It was so sweet. Haha.]
I Don’t Love You
House of Wolves [Gerard was howling before it. Haha. It was excellent.]
Mama
My Way Home Is Through You [Which was dedicated to LynZ. I had a little spaz attack. Haha.]
Sleep
Famous Last Words
You Know What They Do To Guys Like Us In Prison
I’m Not Okay
Headfirst for Halos [OH MY GOD!]
Cemetery Drive
Cancer
Desert Song
Helena

Frank didn’t seem like himself. He didn’t move much. He just kinda… played. Haha. Knowing him, he was probably sick. Haha. But he did have a Jersey on at the end that said “Iero” on the back. Haha.
Gerard was ya know… Gerard. Being great at what he does. Totally owning the stage.
Ray was amazing. I’ve never seen him so into a performance. Haha. He took a picture of the crowd with his camera “which he loves very very much” according to Gerard. Haha.
Mikey was active, which scared me. Someone finally pressed the “on” button. Actually, this is the first time I’ve seen him play since February. The other two shows he didn’t play.
Bob was amazing, as usual. His hair is nice and long. He should never cut it.

Highlights.
- The Desert Song. Absolutely amazing live. The little blue lights surrounded the place from people’s cell phones. It was beautiful.
- Welcome to the Black Parade. In the very beginning, Gerard didn’t sing and it was only the crowd. It was amazing.
- Famous Last Words. That part after the guitar solo “I see you lying next to me…”. That part always gets me. The whole crowd sang it and it was spectacular.
- Gerard picking Mikey up and walking him across the stage. Hahahahaha.
- The Wave. Gerard said he only did it once before and it was in Europe. So he wanted to compare a NY Wave to a UK wave. Haha. He told everyone to sit down and then Ray said they should be standing. Gerard said, “Well… We’ll make it more dramatic.” Haha.
- Gerard telling us the story about how he came to see the Smashing Pumpkins with Mikey.
- Gerard dedicating “My Way Home Is Through You” to LynZ. I just love when he mentions his wife. Haha.
- Two rows in front of me was this girl who was alone for most of the night. Then, during “Famous Last Words”, her friend that was with her before came running back and they held onto each other, screaming the words together. I just love that. MCR brings people together and that’s just amazing.
- Every single one of Ray’s guitar solos. They’re absolutely stunning and just… wow. He’s so talented and amazing.

So after “Helena” the lights went back on. And we left. We found Tatiana and her mom. We took a train home and we got back at around 12:45. I’m still tired, but nothing was more amazing than that show.

I just couldn’t stop thinking about how proud I was. They were playing Madison Square Garden. MADISON SQUARE GARDEN. One of the biggest arenas in the US. And they were playing there! I’m just… so proud. They’ve grown so much since I first heard of them. And I’m so proud.
But I’m definitely going to miss them while they’re on their break. But they need it. It’s definitely a well-deserved break.

That was my night. I’m trying to upload some videos and I’ll post pictures eventually. =]

xo-olivia

Taken from LJ

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By Hugh Hart

While Josh Schwartz (Gossip Girl) spends his summer writing his X-Men movie spinoff about an academy of superpowered teenagers with attitude, Brazilian artist Gabriel Ba and writer-musician Gerard Way are preparing for a San Diego Comic-Con appearance in July to promote their own comic book about an academy of superpowered teeneagers with attitude.

Is there a movie in the works? Not yet. But in nine weeks, Dark Horse Comics will publish The Umbrella Academy: Apocalypse Suite. The paperback collection of six previously published comic books follows the snarky escapades of Spaceboy, the Rumor, the Kraken, the White Violin and the Horror. The squabbling sibs were adopted by millionaire inventor/space alien Reginald Hargreeves as babies. Years later, when dad dies, the gifted kids unite despite their differences to take on a bizarre array of creatures hell-bent on world destruction.

The trade paperback compilation will also feature bonus short stories and sketches by Ba, cover artist James Jean and Way, who this week wraps up a two-year tour with his band My Chemical Romance.

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Comment below by Brandi

People you might not like it when I say this, but I am awesomely excited that the X-Men Movies didn’t end!  I was really destrought when I watched the last of the previous three.  I can’t WAIT until the new one comes out!  Although, I am worried that there is a different writer!

And as far as TUA becoming a movie, well now that would just rock harder than anything I could possibly imagine!

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By Chad Garrison

It has been a wild few days for freelance photographer Nichole Torpea. The 22-year-old UMSL grad was shooting the My Chemical Romance concert at the Pageant for Riverfront Times this past Saturday night when, she says, she was assaulted by a member of the band’s security team.

But she’ll be shooting an MCR concert again this Friday at New York City’s Madison Square Garden — as a special guest of the band.
While taking pictures from the balcony of the Pageant during last Saturday’s sold-out show, Torpea says, she was approached by a man she believes is a member of MCR’s security team. The man, whom she later described to St. Louis police as six-foot-three, 210 to 230 pounds and dressed all in black, grabbed her arm, led her through a door to a stairwell and forced her to the ground. Torpea says the man paid little attention to the photo pass attached to her shirt.

“I was collapsing under his pressure,” she says. “I had no idea what was going on. He had no ID and wouldn’t tell me who he was. He kept saying, ‘You know what you did. Give me the fucking camera.’”
Michael Mitchell, venue manager of the Pageant, says he and his employees were shocked when they arrived on the scene. “My first concern was their safety,” says Mitchell. “They were headed for the stairs. I jumped behind them and pushed them toward the landing. Both my heels were dangling over the top stair.”

The confrontation ended seconds later, after the man ripped the camera from Torpea’s body and fled down the stairs. He returned several minutes later and gave back her camera, having deleted all the images on the memory card. His parting words: “You’ll never work for MCR or [the band's label] Warner Bros. again!”

Mitchell says he’s still taken aback. “Three members of our staff, including me, witnessed it,” he says. “Combined, we have over 50 years experience in security and nightclub management. None of us had ever seen anything approaching the degree of unprofessionalism portrayed by their guy’s actions.”

Torpea, who was treated by the nightclub’s medic for an abrasion to her arm, says she blacked out momentarily after the incident, owing to hyperventilation. Two hours after the show, at the suggestion of Riverfront Times web editor Nick Lucchesi, Torpea called police. By the time an officer responded to the scene, the band had packed up its tour bus and left town.

The police report labels the alleged offense “assault third degree” and the suspect “unknown.” Torpea says she still doesn’t know the man’s name.

Luke Burland, head of press for Warner Bros. Records, says the New Jersey-based band was unaware of any incident until being contacted yesterday by RFT. She declines to speculate on the identity of the alleged assailant. “The band is definitely looking into it and will take appropriate action,” the publicist says. “They feel horrible about this. It’s not who they are. They want to make amends.”

The group’s raucous, punk-inspired music and angst-filled lyrics have translated to album sales in the millions since MCR hit it big in 2004. Despite the hardcore image, the band maintains a squeaky-clean image and a reputation as being exceptionally fan-friendly.

“Five geeky outcast dudes,” is how lead singer Gerard Way described MCR in a 2006 interview in Alternative Press magazine. In YouTube videos, the band expounds not on the clichés of sex, drugs and rock & roll, but on its respect for women and what its members see as their mission to save the lives of their teen- and college-age fan base.

Burland notes that it’s common for bands to allow press photographers to shoot only during the first three songs of a concert. Still, she hastens to add, that’s no excuse for the way Torpea appears to have been treated. “The band would never condone that behavior,” the publicist says.

Torpea says she now realizes she was in violation of the agreement she signed in order to obtain her press credential. “I misunderstood it,” she says. “I thought the rule applied only to photos near the stage. I didn’t realize it extended throughout the club and on the balcony.”

Torpea says some of her friends had been pressing her to seek legal recourse before she got a call late Tuesday night from MCR’s manager. “He said the group had no idea what happened and they are sorry about anything that may have occurred,” Torpea reports. “They want to make it right and have invited me to come see them in New York.”

The photographer had some initial misgivings about the band’s offer to fly her and her boyfriend to Manhattan but ultimately decided to let bygones be bygones. “Essentially I was looking for an apology,” she says. “Last weekend was pretty crappy. So if they’re going to make it up to me with a good weekend, I can’t complain.”

And what if during the concert she comes across her alleged attacker? “I’ll probably just say: ‘Hey dude, thanks for the free trip to New York.’”

On Philebrity.com

Last night, Jersey goth/punk/mall rockers My Chemical Romance blew through town. The crowd was a cauldron of divorced dads, backward-hat wearing jocks, tween misfits, and straight-up hillbillies. Highlights-or lowlights, ahem-observed included the following:

Bam Margera looking like a pile of dirty laundry in the upstairs bar. His presence alone boosted the douchbag quotient of the night exponentially.

An overpierced mallrat moshed into a fat librarian mom. His zealousness was quickly put in check with a swift throat grab by her trailer park hubby. At first I felt bad for the mallrat, I mean violence is never a good thing, but then what he did in my next point made me glad that someone tried to kick his ass.This champ then proceeded to make out with his very young girlfriend, grinding behind her during My Chem’s total bummer slow jam, “Cancer”, which is about the death of singer Gerard Way’s Grandmother. This song makes Peter Frampton’s “Show Me the Way” look like Slayer. Making out to this is like making out to Schindler’s List; i.e. just creepy.

Two chubby teenage lesbians with asymmetrical haircuts cuddled awkwardly during “I Don’t Love You.”

A trio of over-tanned, straightiron-abusing Jersey girls screamed along off-key to every. single. goddamned. song.

A 12 year old girl with a floppy ponytail punched a guy who kept bumping into her. Whoa, lil’ Kathleen Hanna, please do Philly a favor and start a riot grrrl band, PRONTO.And the award for Most Uplifting Moment At a My Chemical Romance Show goes to this pair: a mother and her tween son holding hands, pumping their fists in the air and rockin’ out in unison to the rousing set closer, “Helena.” It was so unpunk it almost did a full-circle and became superpunk. Afterwards, she told me that this was not only his first concert ever, but that this was his favorite band and that they won their tickets through a radio contest. It was like a real life Detroit Rock City, but with less Edward Furlong and more fingerless gloves!