Sunday, March 24, 2013

So Long and Goodnight

What's the worst that I can say?
Things are better if I stayed 
So long and goodnight
So long and goodnight




I'm not exactly sure where I will go with this but please do bear with me and I won't get too sappy (this will feature human emotion and too many videos however).
If you have ever talked to me, or just seen me from a distance it is somewhat obvious what my favorite band is. Or was. No is, they still are.
Yes. My Chemical Romance broke up. Not out of dispute but more of those "knowing when to leave the party" situations. They did it through a 5-lined paragraph on their website that was vague as hell. But that isn't the point. My first reaction was that of a small child who is lost somewhere without their parent/guardian helplessly crying (possibly some whaling). I felt like disconnecting myself. But then something had swept over me. I picked myself up got dressed, gave my dog a hug, and brushed my morning hair. I felt like I had to be responsible, I had to grow up. That doesn't mean I am not not devastated, a part of me still feels somewhat hollow. I feel like Cillian Murphy waking up into the apocalypse in 28 Days Later. I can't sit in a hospital bed and hope for an undead nurse to bring me some soda I had to get up.

I am fragile. But I am not weak. My Chemical Romance made me stronger, and to lose that strength in a time like this would make everything they did seem pointless.

I feel truly thankful for everything they have done for me. They created my best days, helped me in my worst,  made great friends, and made me who I am today. I honestly don't know how much art would be involved in my life if it were not for MCR. after all
                                                            Art is the weapon
(this is a clip of a preview from their most recent and last concept album Danger Days: The True Lives of the Fabulous Killjoys the video is titled Art is the Weapon)
                                 I think Gerard Way gave great closure here the first time we get anything that is vague or only a thank you. He really is a great writer if you ask me.

I must remind you although I am very cool and collected at this point I am not... okay (I promise).

by the by stop asking me if I am okay unless you are prepared for me to break out into song
I'll save you the trouble:


I did learn how to play this song on the bass (very very easy) a few weeks ago so I'll probably drift off to sleep playing/crying it

I'm sorry if all of this is nothing to you and I wasted your time. I probably sound like and idiot but they meant everything and more to me which may seem foolish but I hope you can understand.

We'll carry on
We'll carry on
And though you're dead and gone, believe me
Your memory will carry on
And though you're broken and defeated
Your weary widow marches on.


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