My Chemical Freak: My Chemical Romance All The Time

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Ok so I am volunteering this weekend to help the local Food Pantry out.  So there won’t be any major posts until at least Sunday morningish.  In the meantime, here is something nice for your eyes!

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By Adam Graham
For detnews.com

My Chemical Romance makes music for and about teenagers. They sing about life and death with an urgency and fatalism only teens can truly understand. Heck, one of their biggest singles is called “Teenagers.”None of that bothers me, however. Although my teenage years are ancient history, I love My Chemical Romance.

OK, admitting a My Chemical Romance crush isn’t as embarrassing as saying I’m a 29-year-old Jonas Brothers fan. (I’m not, by the way.)

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My Chem’s 2006 album “The Black Parade” — a relentlessly thrilling rock opera about, you guessed it, life and death — was one of that year’s most acclaimed releases, and in its wake, plenty of rock critics stepped up to the plate and branded My Chem the real deal.

But there’s still something about the band — playing Saturday and Sunday at the Fillmore Detroit — that makes me feel like I have to apologize for liking them. Maybe it’s their over-the-top theatrics, the layers of make-up they wear onstage or the sheer pompousness of frontman Gerard Way’s wild-eyed delivery. Whatever it is, there’s something that says responsible married men such as myself should not have a childish obsession with this band.

I’m done apologizing, however, and I’m not ashamed. My Chemical Romance rocks my world.

It wasn’t always this way. When MCR first emerged, I wrote them off as another in the long line of disposable screamo bands that were emerging at the time. Taking Back Sunday, the Used, My Chemical Romance — whatever; life’s too short to study the intricacies of dozens of faceless, interchangeable bands.

Then I saw the video for “I’m Not Okay (I Promise).”

Cut to look like the trailer for a coming-of-age teen comedy, it was sharp, cutting and clever — and the song wasn’t bad either. A slice of ramped up, slap-you-in-the-face pop-punk, it was served with copious attitude from Way, who frothed, “but you really need to listen to me, because I’m telling you the truth, I mean this, I’m okay!” The next line? “I’m not okay.”

“I’m Not Okay” was followed by “Helena,” the “TRL” staple which cemented them as anti-teen idol teen idols. Set at a funeral and featuring a full chorus of dancers, it nailed everything My Chem was about: Black-clad and death-obsessed but hopeful and celebratory about life.

Both tracks came from the group’s second album, “Three Cheers for Sweet Revenge,” which was a cut above the works of their peers but still fully emerged in the muddy waters of emo. But on “The Black Parade,” the band blew away their contemporaries by becoming bigger than life, and incorporating pieces of Kiss, Queen and the Green Day into their repertoire.

The album’s first single “Welcome to the Black Parade” is a rock opera unto itself — it’s “Bohemian Rhapsody” for the MySpace generation. It’s so epic in scope it transcends mere age demographics, and it one day deserves a spot on classic rock radio.

I’ve listened to “The Black Parade” more than any other album in the last year — when my iPod went kaput in December, I repurchased the album so I wouldn’t be without it — and it stands as one of my favorite albums of the decade.

I’ve never worn eyeliner; I’m not from New Jersey; and aside from my fanfare of horror movies, I don’t think about death more than anyone else. But I know good music when I hear it, and My Chemical Romance gives me a reaction like none other.

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I know what you are saying to yourself, but it’s not what you think.

Universal Studios is set to open a new roller coaster attraction next January.  The “Hollywood, Rip, Ride, Rockit” boasts being the tallest roller coaster in Orlando, Fl.  That alone has “wow” written all over it.  Not to mention what you will get to do while swirling through bends and turns.

Crunch Gear is reporting not only will you reach death defying heights, you will also get to pick the music to which you might meet your death (only kidding about the death thing).  Each rider will get to select a track, My Chemical Romance to be one artist featured, AND be filmed while riding the coaster the ENTIRE time you are on it!  You can then purchase a “Youtube” friendly video (meaning you are allowed to post it on youtube) after the ride is through.  Your video will be set to the music you choose! 

Complicated?  Sort of, but you have to admit if it all works out, this will be pretty freakin’ sweet!

Note:  For all you grammar enthusiast, “rockit” is spelled correctly above.  It’s the coaster creators trying to be clever.

My Chemical Romance will be performing at Houston, Texas’ Buzz Fest XXI!  They will perform April 26, 2006 at the Woodlands Pavilion.  Tickets go on sale March 15, 2008 on Ticketmaster.

Click Here to go to 94,5 the Buzz’s site for official Buzz Fest info.

Click Here for the complete list of tour dates as of today.

I will provide a ticket link when more ticket info becomes available.

Thanks to Jackie for the tip off!

I been plugging along at this site now, for about a month.  My intention was to bring you new, up-to-date info on MCR and all that goes along with them and their lives.  I also strive to bring you photos, videos, and articles and other quirky things that I feel might interest you.

So to help me out… how do you think MyChemicalFreak.com measures up?  Is it worth your time coming here?  Are there things you would like to see on here that you aren’t getting?  Let me know!

And to make this post worth reading … Here is some “brotherly love” for you guys.

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And thank each of you for reading!

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