New, single, new album, new video, new tour. 30 Seconds To Mars are back in 2013. Jared Leto and his guys have promised a year full of releases and updates and we'll be waiting for them.
Anavae
Anavae is Young Guns Musica Band You Must Know 2012. They are a female fronted four piece band from London and they are going to sound in your iPod soon. Check them out and enjoy they powerful punk pop.
Female Fronted Bands
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The Morningside releases first track
You will surely know Nikki Simmons as vocalist of Stay The Night. Right after she parted ways with the band she started her solo project The Morningside. Check her first song "Break You" and get it on iTunes. Don't miss it!.
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Ellos son Black Veil Brides y esto es "The Legacy".
Racing faster, escape disaster
Partners in crime will leave their mark
We make our own way, no thoughts of yesterday
Black hearts with growing battle scars
Woah, oh, oh, the legacy born from a dream
Long leather wings rose from the streets
With the hands on destiny
We came from nothing but promise one thing
We'll change the world with these guitars
So listen closely and don't stop working
No one can tell you who you are
Woah, oh, oh, the legacy born from a dream
Long leather wings rose from the streets
With the hands on destiny
The legacy born from a dream
Long leather wings rose from the streets
With the hands on destiny
Go, run, run, never look back
Run, run, never look back
Run, run, run, never look back, run
The legacy born from a dream
Long leather wings rose from the streets
With the hands on destiny
The legacy born from a dream
Long leather wings rose from the streets
With the hands on destiny
They are Black Veil Brides and this is "The Legacy".
Racing faster, escape disaster
Partners in crime will leave their mark
We make our own way, no thoughts of yesterday
Black hearts with growing battle scars
Woah, oh, oh, the legacy born from a dream
Long leather wings rose from the streets
With the hands on destiny
We came from nothing but promise one thing
We'll change the world with these guitars
So listen closely and don't stop working
No one can tell you who you are
Woah, oh, oh, the legacy born from a dream
Long leather wings rose from the streets
With the hands on destiny
The legacy born from a dream
Long leather wings rose from the streets
With the hands on destiny
Go, run, run, never look back
Run, run, never look back
Run, run, run, never look back, run
The legacy born from a dream
Long leather wings rose from the streets
With the hands on destiny
The legacy born from a dream
Long leather wings rose from the streets
With the hands on destiny
Cartel acaba de publicar su nuevo disco "Collider" el pasado 26 de Marzo de 2013.
1. Second Chances
2. Take Me With You
3. First Things First
4. Best Intentions
5. Thin Air
6. Uninspired
7. Sympathy
8. Mosaic
9. Disconnect
10. Collider
11. A Thousand Suns
Cartel have just released their brand new album "Collider" last 26th March 2013.
1. Second Chances
2. Take Me With You
3. First Things First
4. Best Intentions
5. Thin Air
6. Uninspired
7. Sympathy
8. Mosaic
9. Disconnect
10. Collider
11. A Thousand Suns
Ellos son Shine Bright Baby y éste es su "Hourglasses".
Open wide your eyes
See the signs and
Words form on your lips
You convinced yourself of this
Staring at your own face
Unfamiliar in the replays
It takes backbone to stand up straight
Just look away
When you have the truth in your face
I don't know you
The way I thought I used to
Can we go back?
We're racing hourglasses
Can I save you
From all that you have been through?
But I'm no better than you
A stranger in your own skin, wearing thin
Retracing the lines, memories
Just look away
When you have the truth in your face
I don't know you
The way I thought I used to
Can we go back?
We're racing hourglasses
Can I save you
From all that you have been through?
But I'm no better than you
You're as vile as the things you swore to hate
But I can't pretend I'm not the same
Just look away
When you have the truth in your face
I don't know you
The way I thought I used to
Can we go back?
We're racing hourglasses
Can I save you
From all that you have been through?
But I'm no better than you
They are Shine Bright Baby and this is their "Hourglasses".
Open wide your eyes
See the signs and
Words form on your lips
You convinced yourself of this
Staring at your own face
Unfamiliar in the replays
It takes backbone to stand up straight
Just look away
When you have the truth in your face
I don't know you
The way I thought I used to
Can we go back?
We're racing hourglasses
Can I save you
From all that you have been through?
But I'm no better than you
A stranger in your own skin, wearing thin
Retracing the lines, memories
Just look away
When you have the truth in your face
I don't know you
The way I thought I used to
Can we go back?
We're racing hourglasses
Can I save you
From all that you have been through?
But I'm no better than you
You're as vile as the things you swore to hate
But I can't pretend I'm not the same
Just look away
When you have the truth in your face
I don't know you
The way I thought I used to
Can we go back?
We're racing hourglasses
Can I save you
From all that you have been through?
But I'm no better than you
El pasado 25 de Marzo de 2013 A Rocket To The Moon publicaron su nuevo disco "Wild & Free".
1. Going Out
2. First Kiss
3. Whole Lotta You
4. Ever Enough
5. If I'm Gonna Fall In Love
6. I Do
7. Another Set Of Wings
8. Wild & Free
9. Wherever You Go
10. Nothing At All
11. Somebody Out There
12. You're My Song
13. Lost And Found
Last 25th March 2013 A Rocket To The Moon released their brand new album "Wild & Free".
1. Going Out
2. First Kiss
3. Whole Lotta You
4. Ever Enough
5. If I'm Gonna Fall In Love
6. I Do
7. Another Set Of Wings
8. Wild & Free
9. Wherever You Go
10. Nothing At All
11. Somebody Out There
12. You're My Song
13. Lost And Found
Ellos son Breaking Benjamin y éste es su "Give Me A Sign".
Dead star shine
Light up the sky
I'm all out of breath
My walls are closing in
Days go by
Give me a sign
Come back to the end
The shepherd of the damned
I can feel you falling away
No longer the lost
No longer the same
And I can see you starting to break
I'll keep you alive
If you show me the way
Forever - and ever
the scars will remain
I'm falling apart
Leave me here forever in the dark
Daylight dies
Blackout the sky
Does anyone care?
Is anybody there?
Take this life
Empty inside
I'm already dead
I'll rise to fall again
I can feel you falling away
No longer the lost
No longer the same
And I can see you starting to break
I'll keep you alive
If you show me the way
Forever, and ever
the scars will remain
I'm falling apart
Leave me here forever in the dark
God help me I've come undone
Out of the light of the sun
God help me I've come undone
Out of the light of the sun
I can feel you falling away
No longer the lost
No longer the same
And I can see you starting to break
I'll keep you alive
If you show me the way
Forever - and ever
the scars will remain
Give me a sign
There's something buried in the words
Give me a sign
Your tears are adding to the flood
Just give me a sign
there's something buried in the words
Give me a sign
Your tears are adding to the flood
Just give me a sign
There's something buried in the words
Give me a sign
Your tears are adding to the flood
They are Breaking Benjamin and this is their "Give Me A Sign".
Dead star shine
Light up the sky
I'm all out of breath
My walls are closing in
Days go by
Give me a sign
Come back to the end
The shepherd of the damned
I can feel you falling away
No longer the lost
No longer the same
And I can see you starting to break
I'll keep you alive
If you show me the way
Forever - and ever
the scars will remain
I'm falling apart
Leave me here forever in the dark
Daylight dies
Blackout the sky
Does anyone care?
Is anybody there?
Take this life
Empty inside
I'm already dead
I'll rise to fall again
I can feel you falling away
No longer the lost
No longer the same
And I can see you starting to break
I'll keep you alive
If you show me the way
Forever, and ever
the scars will remain
I'm falling apart
Leave me here forever in the dark
God help me I've come undone
Out of the light of the sun
God help me I've come undone
Out of the light of the sun
I can feel you falling away
No longer the lost
No longer the same
And I can see you starting to break
I'll keep you alive
If you show me the way
Forever - and ever
the scars will remain
Give me a sign
There's something buried in the words
Give me a sign
Your tears are adding to the flood
Just give me a sign
there's something buried in the words
Give me a sign
Your tears are adding to the flood
Just give me a sign
There's something buried in the words
Give me a sign
Your tears are adding to the flood
The Story So Far ya tiene nuevo disco en el mercado. Con el título de "What You Don't See" fue publicado el pasado 25 de Abril de 2013.
1. Things I Can't Change
2. Stifled
3. Small Talk
4. Playing The Victim
5. Right Here
6. Empty Space
7. The Glass
8. All Wrong
9. Bad Luck
10. Face Value
11. Framework
The Story So Far has got a new album. Titled "What You Don't See" it came out last 25th March 2013.
1. Things I Can't Change
2. Stifled
3. Small Talk
4. Playing The Victim
5. Right Here
6. Empty Space
7. The Glass
8. All Wrong
9. Bad Luck
10. Face Value
11. Framework
I barely got to sleep last night
But don't worry girl I still had that dream again
The dream where I'm in a perfect world
With perfect blue skies
Where no one dies and we spend forever
Livin' in love, nothing could be better
Than a perfect world with a perfect girl
We'd have so much time living out the good life
Yeah, it's the good life
From the moment my feet touched sand
To the perfect skies up in the tall mountains
It felt so good to roll the windows down
Drive along until we find ourselves
And we'll go back to the life you wanna lead
Then we'll go back to the way things used to be
We'll find a way to make it right and we'll live our lives
Step by step, we'll make it as we sing
Don't ever forget all the sleepless nights
We stayed up late until the sun would rise
No matter how far you get I'll be a step behind
To catch you when you fall down
I've made great friends, I've seen great times
I've been in love and I've seen love die
Nothing's as good as when I close my eyes
And feel that road that's lead me through this life
It's a good life, just get me on my feet
It's a good life but I'm living in a dream where
I'll take a chance on every breath like it's my last
Step by step we'll make it as we sing
Don't ever forget all the sleepless nights
We stayed up late until the sun would rise
No matter how far you get I'll be a step behind
To catch you when you fall down
Don't ever forget all the sleepless nights
We stayed up late until the sun would rise
No matter how far you get I'll be a step behind
I'll find a way to catch you when you fall down
I packed my bags, I was on my way home
I was 400 miles away from being back inside of your arms
It's where I always wanted to be
Don't ever forget all the sleepless nights
We stayed up late until the sun would rise
No matter how far you get I'll be a step behind
To catch you when you fall down
Don't ever forget all the sleepless nights
We stayed up late until the sun would rise
No matter how far you get I'll be a step behind
I'll find a way to catch you when you fall down
I barely got to sleep last night
But don't worry girl I still had that dream again
I barely got to sleep last night
But don't worry girl I still had that dream again
The dream where I'm in a perfect world
With perfect blue skies
Where no one dies and we spend forever
Livin' in love, nothing could be better
Than a perfect world with a perfect girl
We'd have so much time living out the good life
Yeah, it's the good life
From the moment my feet touched sand
To the perfect skies up in the tall mountains
It felt so good to roll the windows down
Drive along until we find ourselves
And we'll go back to the life you wanna lead
Then we'll go back to the way things used to be
We'll find a way to make it right and we'll live our lives
Step by step, we'll make it as we sing
Don't ever forget all the sleepless nights
We stayed up late until the sun would rise
No matter how far you get I'll be a step behind
To catch you when you fall down
I've made great friends, I've seen great times
I've been in love and I've seen love die
Nothing's as good as when I close my eyes
And feel that road that's lead me through this life
It's a good life, just get me on my feet
It's a good life but I'm living in a dream where
I'll take a chance on every breath like it's my last
Step by step we'll make it as we sing
Don't ever forget all the sleepless nights
We stayed up late until the sun would rise
No matter how far you get I'll be a step behind
To catch you when you fall down
Don't ever forget all the sleepless nights
We stayed up late until the sun would rise
No matter how far you get I'll be a step behind
I'll find a way to catch you when you fall down
I packed my bags, I was on my way home
I was 400 miles away from being back inside of your arms
It's where I always wanted to be
Don't ever forget all the sleepless nights
We stayed up late until the sun would rise
No matter how far you get I'll be a step behind
To catch you when you fall down
Don't ever forget all the sleepless nights
We stayed up late until the sun would rise
No matter how far you get I'll be a step behind
I'll find a way to catch you when you fall down
I barely got to sleep last night
But don't worry girl I still had that dream again
T.R.Y. Do it now! Can you follow me? Yes!! Uh-ha~!!
T.R.Y. Pick it up! You’ll never catch me!! Oh~ No!!
Nunbusige bitnaneun nareul ttara Oh! Oh! Oh!
Gasikjeokin maldeureun bi useobeoryeo Ha! Ha! Ha!
Yeppeugiman han neoneun deo isangeun No! No! No!
Jjaritan eumak soge deonjyeobeoryeo Bang! Bang! Bang!
Urineun!! Oh~ After!! School Up!! Neohuin modu bikyeora!! Check it out!!
Da gajyeobwa!! A-ha! A-ha! A-ha!
Right now!! Oh~ After!! School Up!! Modu michyeora!! Oechyeora!! Tto ireoke!!
A-ha! A-ha! A-ha!
T.R.Y. Do it now! Can you follow me? Yes!! Uh-ha~!!
T.R.Y. Pick it up! You’ll never catch me!! Oh~ No!!
Gaseum ttwineun i bameul nae mameun Oh! Oh! Oh!
Bultaneun ne nugireun nae momeul tago Ha! Ha! Ha!
Geochireojin sumsori meomchujin ma No! No! No!
Simjangi i rideumreul ttaragage kung! kung! kung!
Urineun!! Oh~ After!! School Up!! Neohuin modu bikyeora!! Check it out!!
Da gajyeobwa!! A-ha! A-ha! A-ha!
Right now!! Oh~ After!! School Up!! Modu michyeora!! Oechyeora!! Tto ireoke!!
A-ha! A-ha! A-ha!
Bringin’ it to you daily It’s only from the best
After School Play girlz know how to get fresh
So cool, So right, just so tasty
We bring it fast forward the fellows go crazy
Jomdeo gwagamage boyeo juneun geoya neo
To be raised for my life
Jomdeo teukbyeorage chumeul chuneun geoya neo
To be raised for my life
One! Two!! Three!!!
Eumage neol matgyeo jumuneul georeobwa Yeah~
To be raised for my life
Crisp clean original new quality is what we give to you.
Check it out, a new generation and a whole new start
Check it out, collaboration with a brand new heart
Jogeum deo dagawa isunganeul Catch Up!! Oh~
On your mark set ready to go, can you feel it in your body this A.S. flow..
Hey hey what you want ! Let’s go…!!
Urineun!! Oh~ After!! School Up!! Neohuin modu bikyeora!! Check it out!!
Da gajyeobwa!! A-ha! A-ha! A-ha!
Right now!! Oh~ After!! School Up!! Modu michyeora!! Oechyeora!! Tto ireoke!!
A-ha! A-ha! A-ha!
T.R.Y. Do it now! Can you follow me? Yes!! Uh-ha~!!
T.R.Y. Pick it up! You’ll never catch me!! Oh~ No!!
A-ha! A-ha! A-ha! T.R.Y. Do it now!!.
A-ha! A-ha! A-ha! Can you follow me? Yes!! Uh-ha~!!
T.R.Y. Do it now! Can you follow me? Yes!! Uh-ha~!!
T.R.Y. Pick it up! You’ll never catch me!! Oh~ No!!
Nunbusige bitnaneun nareul ttara Oh! Oh! Oh!
Gasikjeokin maldeureun bi useobeoryeo Ha! Ha! Ha!
Yeppeugiman han neoneun deo isangeun No! No! No!
Jjaritan eumak soge deonjyeobeoryeo Bang! Bang! Bang!
Urineun!! Oh~ After!! School Up!! Neohuin modu bikyeora!! Check it out!!
Da gajyeobwa!! A-ha! A-ha! A-ha!
Right now!! Oh~ After!! School Up!! Modu michyeora!! Oechyeora!! Tto ireoke!!
A-ha! A-ha! A-ha!
T.R.Y. Do it now! Can you follow me? Yes!! Uh-ha~!!
T.R.Y. Pick it up! You’ll never catch me!! Oh~ No!!
Gaseum ttwineun i bameul nae mameun Oh! Oh! Oh!
Bultaneun ne nugireun nae momeul tago Ha! Ha! Ha!
Geochireojin sumsori meomchujin ma No! No! No!
Simjangi i rideumreul ttaragage kung! kung! kung!
Urineun!! Oh~ After!! School Up!! Neohuin modu bikyeora!! Check it out!!
Da gajyeobwa!! A-ha! A-ha! A-ha!
Right now!! Oh~ After!! School Up!! Modu michyeora!! Oechyeora!! Tto ireoke!!
A-ha! A-ha! A-ha!
Bringin’ it to you daily It’s only from the best
After School Play girlz know how to get fresh
So cool, So right, just so tasty
We bring it fast forward the fellows go crazy
Jomdeo gwagamage boyeo juneun geoya neo
To be raised for my life
Jomdeo teukbyeorage chumeul chuneun geoya neo
To be raised for my life
One! Two!! Three!!!
Eumage neol matgyeo jumuneul georeobwa Yeah~
To be raised for my life
Crisp clean original new quality is what we give to you.
Check it out, a new generation and a whole new start
Check it out, collaboration with a brand new heart
Jogeum deo dagawa isunganeul Catch Up!! Oh~
On your mark set ready to go, can you feel it in your body this A.S. flow..
Hey hey what you want ! Let’s go…!!
Urineun!! Oh~ After!! School Up!! Neohuin modu bikyeora!! Check it out!!
Da gajyeobwa!! A-ha! A-ha! A-ha!
Right now!! Oh~ After!! School Up!! Modu michyeora!! Oechyeora!! Tto ireoke!!
A-ha! A-ha! A-ha!
T.R.Y. Do it now! Can you follow me? Yes!! Uh-ha~!!
T.R.Y. Pick it up! You’ll never catch me!! Oh~ No!!
A-ha! A-ha! A-ha! T.R.Y. Do it now!!.
A-ha! A-ha! A-ha! Can you follow me? Yes!! Uh-ha~!!
I heard you noticed every day
While I've been here beside myself
How your bedroom smells just like me
And that you've found somebody else
But there's a letter that I wrote you
Just on the back of your top shelf
In case you think the things I've told you
You will hear from someone else
It talks about the things I feel
When it's just us inside the dark
About the things I like to think
While you lay so close to my heart
And I can't seem to find the words I mean
So I try to hold my tongue
While laying wide awake and restless
If you should read it
It says
Go to hell
If you're reading this then I'm not here
Take your someone else
And let me make this crystal clear that
That I don't need your help
And I'm okay by myself
You can go to hell
And they say you tell them everyday
How you can feel the way I feel
How we're connected by the heart
And you're convinced it's something real
Well, if that's true, I hope you're smiling
Like I am from ear to ear
And just in case you think I'm lying
I've left a page to make it clear
That now I open up and scream
To the whole world I've finally left
So if you hear me out of breath
I'm singing
Go to hell If you're reading this then I'm not here
Take your someone else
And let me make this crystal clear that
That I don't need your help
And I'm okay by myself
You can go to hell
I feel it's time that I said
There are some things I regret
Like never checking out the odds against this bet
'Cause I would bet my favorite things I ever owned
That you would leave and I'd be missing you like hell
But I won't
Go to hell If you're reading this then I'm not here
Take your someone else
And let me make this crystal clear that
That I don't need your help
And I'm okay by myself
You can go to hell
Yeah you can, yeah you can, you can
Go to hell If you're reading this then I'm not here
Take your someone else
And let me make this crystal clear that
That I don't need your help
And I'm okay by myself
You can go to hell
Oh, you can go to hell
You make sure you take someone else
Oh, and you know you can, yeah you can go to hell
I heard you noticed every day
While I've been here beside myself
How your bedroom smells just like me
And that you've found somebody else
But there's a letter that I wrote you
Just on the back of your top shelf
In case you think the things I've told you
You will hear from someone else
It talks about the things I feel
When it's just us inside the dark
About the things I like to think
While you lay so close to my heart
And I can't seem to find the words I mean
So I try to hold my tongue
While laying wide awake and restless
If you should read it
It says
Go to hell
If you're reading this then I'm not here
Take your someone else
And let me make this crystal clear that
That I don't need your help
And I'm okay by myself
You can go to hell
And they say you tell them everyday
How you can feel the way I feel
How we're connected by the heart
And you're convinced it's something real
Well, if that's true, I hope you're smiling
Like I am from ear to ear
And just in case you think I'm lying
I've left a page to make it clear
That now I open up and scream
To the whole world I've finally left
So if you hear me out of breath
I'm singing
Go to hell If you're reading this then I'm not here
Take your someone else
And let me make this crystal clear that
That I don't need your help
And I'm okay by myself
You can go to hell
I feel it's time that I said
There are some things I regret
Like never checking out the odds against this bet
'Cause I would bet my favorite things I ever owned
That you would leave and I'd be missing you like hell
But I won't
Go to hell If you're reading this then I'm not here
Take your someone else
And let me make this crystal clear that
That I don't need your help
And I'm okay by myself
You can go to hell
Yeah you can, yeah you can, you can
Go to hell If you're reading this then I'm not here
Take your someone else
And let me make this crystal clear that
That I don't need your help
And I'm okay by myself
You can go to hell
Oh, you can go to hell
You make sure you take someone else
Oh, and you know you can, yeah you can go to hell
Ellos son Fall Out Boy y esto es su "The Phoenix".
Put on your war paint
You are a brick tied to me that’s dragging me down
Strike a match and I’ll burn you to the ground
We are the Jack ‘o Lanterns in July
Setting fire to the sky
Here he comes this rising tides
So come on
Put on your war paint
Crossed marks and crossed hearts
And hope to die
Sue the clouds with red lining
So we can take the world back from the heart attack
One maniac at a time
We will take it back
You know time crawls on
When you’re waiting for the song to start
So dance alone to the beat of your heart
Hey young blood
Doesn’t it feel like our time is running out?
I’m gunna change you like a remix
Then I’ll raise you like a phoenix
Wearing all vintage misery
No, I think it looked a little better on me
I’m gunna change you like a remix
Then I’ll raise you like a phoenix
Bring home the boys
And scrap, scrap metal the tanks
Get hitched
Make a career out of robbing banks
Because the world is just a terror
And we are wearing black masks
So rock our spirits
And you’ll know we’ve passed
Put on your war paint
The war is won
Before it’s begun
Release the doves
Surrender love
They are Fall Out Boy and this is their "The Phoenix".
Put on your war paint
You are a brick tied to me that’s dragging me down
Strike a match and I’ll burn you to the ground
We are the Jack ‘o Lanterns in July
Setting fire to the sky
Here he comes this rising tides
So come on
Put on your war paint
Crossed marks and crossed hearts
And hope to die
Sue the clouds with red lining
So we can take the world back from the heart attack
One maniac at a time
We will take it back
You know time crawls on
When you’re waiting for the song to start
So dance alone to the beat of your heart
Hey young blood
Doesn’t it feel like our time is running out?
I’m gunna change you like a remix
Then I’ll raise you like a phoenix
Wearing all vintage misery
No, I think it looked a little better on me
I’m gunna change you like a remix
Then I’ll raise you like a phoenix
Bring home the boys
And scrap, scrap metal the tanks
Get hitched
Make a career out of robbing banks
Because the world is just a terror
And we are wearing black masks
So rock our spirits
And you’ll know we’ve passed
Put on your war paint
The war is won
Before it’s begun
Release the doves
Surrender love
Gerard Way, cantante de My Chemical Romance, ha explicado a través de su Twitter los motivos que han conducido al final del grupo. Respetamos sus palabras en inglés para mayor importancia de sus sentimientos :
"A Vigil, On Birds and Glass.
I woke up this morning still dreaming, or not fully aware of myself just yet. The sun poked through the windows, touching my face, and then a deep sadness overcame me, immediately, bringing me to life and realization- My Chemical Romance had ended.
I walked downstairs to do the only thing I could think of to regain composure-
I made coffee.
As the drip began, in that kind of silence that only happens in the morning, and being the only one awake, I stepped outside my home, leaving the door open behind me. I looked around and began to breathe. Things looked to be about the same- a beautiful day.
As I turned to step back into the house I heard sound from within, a chirp and a rustle. And I noticed a small brown bird had flown into the library. Naturally, I panicked. I knew I had to see the bird to safety and I knew I had to retain the order of things in our home, and he very well couldn’t take up residency with us. I chased him (still assuming he was a he) into my office, where I have these very large windows.
Just then, and luckily, I heard Lindsey’s footsteps coming down the stairs, and naturally being composed as she is, she grabbed a blanket and stepped into the office. He was impossible to catch, and I began to open the windows, via Lindsey’s direction, only to find out they were screened. The bird began to fly into the glass, over and over and in all different directions.
Smack.
Smack.
Smack!
I heard another set of footsteps, Bandit’s, running down the stairs in anticipation of the new day. Her entrance into the situation caused just the right amount of chaos (she was very excited to meet the bird) and we found ourselves chasing the bird into the living room. Knowing that this where it could potentially get sticky, being the high ceilings and the beams to perch on, I opened the front door as Lindsey did her best to encourage our new friend out the door. After some coaxing, flying, chirping, a wrong turn back into the library and a short goodbye to Bandit, he simply hopped out the front door- taking off on the fifth leap.
We cheered.
I was no longer sad.
I didn’t realize it, but I stopped being sad the minute that bird had come into my life, because there was something that needed doing, a small vessel to aid and an order to keep. I closed the door. I decided to write the letter I always knew I would.
It is often my nature to be abstract, hidden in plain sight, or nowhere at all. I have always felt that the art I have made (alone or with friends) contains all of my intent when executed properly, and thus, no explanation required. It is simply not in my nature to excuse, explain, or justify any action I have taken as a result of thinking it through with a clear head, and in my truth.
I had always felt this situation involving the end of this band would be different, in the eventuality it happened. I would be cryptic in its existence, and open upon its death.
The clearest actions come from truth, not obligation. And the truth of the matter is that I love every one of you.
So, if this finds you well, and sheds some light on anything, or my personal account and feelings on the matter, then it is out of this love, mutual and shared, not duty.
Love.
This was always my intent.
My Chemical Romance: 2001-2013
We were spectacular.
Every show I knew this, every show I felt it with or without external confirmation.
There were some clunkers, sometimes our secondhand gear broke, sometimes I had no voice- we were still great. It is this belief that made us who we were, but also many other things, all of them vital-
And all of the things that made us great were the very things that were going to end us-
That last one is very important. My Chemical Romance had, built within its core, a fail-safe. A doomsday device, should certain events occur or cease occurring, would detonate. I shared knowledge of this “flaw” within weeks of its inception.
Personally, I embraced it because, again, it made us perfect. A perfect machine, beautiful, yet self aware of it’s system. Under directive to terminate before it becomes compromised. To protect the idea- at all costs. This probably sounds like something ripped from the pages of a four-color comic book, and that’s the point.
No compromise. No surrender. No fucking shit.
To me that’s rock and roll. And I believe in rock and roll.
I wasn’t shy about who I said this to, not the press, or a fan, or a relative. It’s in the lyrics, it’s in the banter. I often watched the journalists snicker at mention of it, assuming I was being sensational or melodramatic (in their defense I was most likely dressed as an apocalyptic marching-band leader with a tear-away hospital gown and a face covered in expressionist paint, so fair enough).
I’m still not sure if the mechanism worked correctly, because it wasn’t a bang but a much slower process. But still the same result, and still for the same reason-
When it’s time, we stop.
It is important to understand that for us, the opinion on whether or not it is in fact time does not transmit from the audience. Again, this is to protect the idea for the benefit of the audience. Many a band have waited for external confirmation that it is time to hang it up, via ticket sales, chart positioning, boos and bottles of urine- input that holds no sway for us, and often too late when it comes anyway.
You should know it in your being, if you listen to the truth inside you. And voice inside became louder than the music.
Now-
There are many reasons My Chemical Romance ended. The triggerman is unimportant, as was always the messengers- but the message, again as always, is the important thing. But to reiterate, this is my account, my reasons and my feelings. And I can assure you there was no divorce, argument, failure, accident, villain, or knife in the back that caused this, again this was no one’s fault, and it had been quietly in the works, whether we knew it or not, long before any sensationalism, scandal, or rumor.
There wasn’t even a blaze of glory in a hail of bullets…
I am backstage in Asbury Park, New Jersey. It is Saturday, May 19th, 2012 and I am pacing behind a massive black curtain that leads to the stage. I feel the breeze from the ocean find its way around me and I look down at my arms, which are covered in fresh gauze due to a losing battle with a heat rash, which had been a mysterious problem in recent months. I am normally not nervous before a show but I am certainly filled with angry butterflies most of the time. This is different- a strange anxiety jetting through me that I can only imagine is the sixth sense one feels before their last moments alive. My pupils have zeroed-out and I have ceased blinking. My body temperature is icy.
We get the cue to hit the stage.
The show is… good. Not great, not bad, just good. The first thing I notice take me by surprise is not the enormous amount of people in front of us but off to my left- the shore and the vastness of the ocean. Much more blue than I remembered as a boy. The sky is just as vibrant. I perform, semi-automatically, and something is wrong.
I am acting. I never act on stage, even when it appears that I am, even when I’m hamming it up or delivering a soliloquy. Suddenly, I have become highly self-aware, almost as if waking from a dream. I began to move faster, more frantic, reckless- trying to shake it off- but all it began to create was silence. The amps, the cheers, all began to fade.
All that what left was the voice inside, and I could hear it clearly. It didn’t have to yell- it whispered, and said to me briefly, plainly, and kindly- what it had to say.
What it said is between me and the voice.
I ignored it, and the following months were full of suffering for me- I hollowed out, stopped listening to music, never picked up a pencil, started slipping into old habits. All of the vibrancy I used to see became de-saturated. Lost. I used to see art or magic in everything, especially the mundane- the ability was buried under wreckage.
Slowly, once I had done enough damage to myself, I began to climb out of the hole. Clean. When I made it out, the only thing left inside was the voice, and for the second time in my life, I no longer ignored it- because it was my own.
There are many roles for all of us to play in this ending. We can be well-wishers, ill-wishers, sympathizers, vilifiers, comedians, rain clouds, victims-
That last one, again, is important. I have never thought myself a victim, nor my comrades, nor the fans- especially not the fans. For us to adopt that role right now would legitimize everything the tabloids have tried to name us. More importantly, it completely misses the point of the band. And then what have we learned?
With honor, integrity, closure, and on no one’s terms but our own- the door closes.
And another opens-
This morning I awoke early. I quickly brushed my teeth, threw on some baggy jeans, and hopped in my car. I gently sped down the 405 through the morning fog to a random parking lot in Palo Verde, where I was to meet a nice gentleman named Norm. He was older, and a self-proclaimed “hippie” but he also had the energy of Sixteen year old in a garage-rock band. The purpose of the meeting was the delivery of an amplifier into my possession. I had recently purchased the amp from him and we both agreed that shipping would jostle the tubes- so he was kind enough to meet me in the middle.
A Fender Princeton Amp from 1965, non reverb. A beautiful little device.
He showed me the finer points, the speaker, the non-grounded plug, the original label and the chalk mark of the man or woman who built it-
“This amp talks.” he said.
I smiled.
We got coffee, talked about gold-foil pickups and life. We sat in the car and played each other music we had made. We parted ways, promising to stay in touch, I drove home.
When I wanted to start My Chemical Romance, I began by sitting in my parent’s basement, picking up an instrument I had long abandoned for the brush- a guitar. It was a 90’s Fender Mexican Stratocaster, Lake Placid Blue, but in my youth I had decided it was too clean and pretty so I beat it up, exposing some of the red paint underneath the blue- the color it was meant to be. Adding a piece of duct tape on the pick guard, it felt acceptable. I plugged this into a baby Crate Amp with built in distortion and began the first chords of Skylines and Turnstiles.
I still have that guitar, and it’s sitting next to The Princeton.
He has a voice, and I would like to hear what it has to say.
In closing, I want to thank every single fan. I have learned from you, maybe more than you think you’ve learned from me. My only regret is that I am awful with names and bad with goodbyes. But I never forget a face, or a feeling- and that is what I have left from all of you.
I feel Love.
I feel love for you, for our crew, our team, and for every single human being I have shared the band and stage with-
Since I am bad with goodbyes. I refuse to let this be one. But I will leave you with one last thing-
My Chemical Romance is done. But it can never die.
It is alive in me, in the guys, and it is alive inside all of you.
I always knew that, and I think you did too.
Gerard Way, former My Chemical Romance lead singer, has explained via Twitter his feelings and thoughts about the end of the band :
"A Vigil, On Birds and Glass.
I woke up this morning still dreaming, or not fully aware of myself just yet. The sun poked through the windows, touching my face, and then a deep sadness overcame me, immediately, bringing me to life and realization- My Chemical Romance had ended.
I walked downstairs to do the only thing I could think of to regain composure-
I made coffee.
As the drip began, in that kind of silence that only happens in the morning, and being the only one awake, I stepped outside my home, leaving the door open behind me. I looked around and began to breathe. Things looked to be about the same- a beautiful day.
As I turned to step back into the house I heard sound from within, a chirp and a rustle. And I noticed a small brown bird had flown into the library. Naturally, I panicked. I knew I had to see the bird to safety and I knew I had to retain the order of things in our home, and he very well couldn’t take up residency with us. I chased him (still assuming he was a he) into my office, where I have these very large windows.
Just then, and luckily, I heard Lindsey’s footsteps coming down the stairs, and naturally being composed as she is, she grabbed a blanket and stepped into the office. He was impossible to catch, and I began to open the windows, via Lindsey’s direction, only to find out they were screened. The bird began to fly into the glass, over and over and in all different directions.
Smack.
Smack.
Smack!
I heard another set of footsteps, Bandit’s, running down the stairs in anticipation of the new day. Her entrance into the situation caused just the right amount of chaos (she was very excited to meet the bird) and we found ourselves chasing the bird into the living room. Knowing that this where it could potentially get sticky, being the high ceilings and the beams to perch on, I opened the front door as Lindsey did her best to encourage our new friend out the door. After some coaxing, flying, chirping, a wrong turn back into the library and a short goodbye to Bandit, he simply hopped out the front door- taking off on the fifth leap.
We cheered.
I was no longer sad.
I didn’t realize it, but I stopped being sad the minute that bird had come into my life, because there was something that needed doing, a small vessel to aid and an order to keep. I closed the door. I decided to write the letter I always knew I would.
It is often my nature to be abstract, hidden in plain sight, or nowhere at all. I have always felt that the art I have made (alone or with friends) contains all of my intent when executed properly, and thus, no explanation required. It is simply not in my nature to excuse, explain, or justify any action I have taken as a result of thinking it through with a clear head, and in my truth.
I had always felt this situation involving the end of this band would be different, in the eventuality it happened. I would be cryptic in its existence, and open upon its death.
The clearest actions come from truth, not obligation. And the truth of the matter is that I love every one of you.
So, if this finds you well, and sheds some light on anything, or my personal account and feelings on the matter, then it is out of this love, mutual and shared, not duty.
Love.
This was always my intent.
My Chemical Romance: 2001-2013
We were spectacular.
Every show I knew this, every show I felt it with or without external confirmation.
There were some clunkers, sometimes our secondhand gear broke, sometimes I had no voice- we were still great. It is this belief that made us who we were, but also many other things, all of them vital-
And all of the things that made us great were the very things that were going to end us-
That last one is very important. My Chemical Romance had, built within its core, a fail-safe. A doomsday device, should certain events occur or cease occurring, would detonate. I shared knowledge of this “flaw” within weeks of its inception.
Personally, I embraced it because, again, it made us perfect. A perfect machine, beautiful, yet self aware of it’s system. Under directive to terminate before it becomes compromised. To protect the idea- at all costs. This probably sounds like something ripped from the pages of a four-color comic book, and that’s the point.
No compromise. No surrender. No fucking shit.
To me that’s rock and roll. And I believe in rock and roll.
I wasn’t shy about who I said this to, not the press, or a fan, or a relative. It’s in the lyrics, it’s in the banter. I often watched the journalists snicker at mention of it, assuming I was being sensational or melodramatic (in their defense I was most likely dressed as an apocalyptic marching-band leader with a tear-away hospital gown and a face covered in expressionist paint, so fair enough).
I’m still not sure if the mechanism worked correctly, because it wasn’t a bang but a much slower process. But still the same result, and still for the same reason-
When it’s time, we stop.
It is important to understand that for us, the opinion on whether or not it is in fact time does not transmit from the audience. Again, this is to protect the idea for the benefit of the audience. Many a band have waited for external confirmation that it is time to hang it up, via ticket sales, chart positioning, boos and bottles of urine- input that holds no sway for us, and often too late when it comes anyway.
You should know it in your being, if you listen to the truth inside you. And voice inside became louder than the music.
Now-
There are many reasons My Chemical Romance ended. The triggerman is unimportant, as was always the messengers- but the message, again as always, is the important thing. But to reiterate, this is my account, my reasons and my feelings. And I can assure you there was no divorce, argument, failure, accident, villain, or knife in the back that caused this, again this was no one’s fault, and it had been quietly in the works, whether we knew it or not, long before any sensationalism, scandal, or rumor.
There wasn’t even a blaze of glory in a hail of bullets…
I am backstage in Asbury Park, New Jersey. It is Saturday, May 19th, 2012 and I am pacing behind a massive black curtain that leads to the stage. I feel the breeze from the ocean find its way around me and I look down at my arms, which are covered in fresh gauze due to a losing battle with a heat rash, which had been a mysterious problem in recent months. I am normally not nervous before a show but I am certainly filled with angry butterflies most of the time. This is different- a strange anxiety jetting through me that I can only imagine is the sixth sense one feels before their last moments alive. My pupils have zeroed-out and I have ceased blinking. My body temperature is icy.
We get the cue to hit the stage.
The show is… good. Not great, not bad, just good. The first thing I notice take me by surprise is not the enormous amount of people in front of us but off to my left- the shore and the vastness of the ocean. Much more blue than I remembered as a boy. The sky is just as vibrant. I perform, semi-automatically, and something is wrong.
I am acting. I never act on stage, even when it appears that I am, even when I’m hamming it up or delivering a soliloquy. Suddenly, I have become highly self-aware, almost as if waking from a dream. I began to move faster, more frantic, reckless- trying to shake it off- but all it began to create was silence. The amps, the cheers, all began to fade.
All that what left was the voice inside, and I could hear it clearly. It didn’t have to yell- it whispered, and said to me briefly, plainly, and kindly- what it had to say.
What it said is between me and the voice.
I ignored it, and the following months were full of suffering for me- I hollowed out, stopped listening to music, never picked up a pencil, started slipping into old habits. All of the vibrancy I used to see became de-saturated. Lost. I used to see art or magic in everything, especially the mundane- the ability was buried under wreckage.
Slowly, once I had done enough damage to myself, I began to climb out of the hole. Clean. When I made it out, the only thing left inside was the voice, and for the second time in my life, I no longer ignored it- because it was my own.
There are many roles for all of us to play in this ending. We can be well-wishers, ill-wishers, sympathizers, vilifiers, comedians, rain clouds, victims-
That last one, again, is important. I have never thought myself a victim, nor my comrades, nor the fans- especially not the fans. For us to adopt that role right now would legitimize everything the tabloids have tried to name us. More importantly, it completely misses the point of the band. And then what have we learned?
With honor, integrity, closure, and on no one’s terms but our own- the door closes.
And another opens-
This morning I awoke early. I quickly brushed my teeth, threw on some baggy jeans, and hopped in my car. I gently sped down the 405 through the morning fog to a random parking lot in Palo Verde, where I was to meet a nice gentleman named Norm. He was older, and a self-proclaimed “hippie” but he also had the energy of Sixteen year old in a garage-rock band. The purpose of the meeting was the delivery of an amplifier into my possession. I had recently purchased the amp from him and we both agreed that shipping would jostle the tubes- so he was kind enough to meet me in the middle.
A Fender Princeton Amp from 1965, non reverb. A beautiful little device.
He showed me the finer points, the speaker, the non-grounded plug, the original label and the chalk mark of the man or woman who built it-
“This amp talks.” he said.
I smiled.
We got coffee, talked about gold-foil pickups and life. We sat in the car and played each other music we had made. We parted ways, promising to stay in touch, I drove home.
When I wanted to start My Chemical Romance, I began by sitting in my parent’s basement, picking up an instrument I had long abandoned for the brush- a guitar. It was a 90’s Fender Mexican Stratocaster, Lake Placid Blue, but in my youth I had decided it was too clean and pretty so I beat it up, exposing some of the red paint underneath the blue- the color it was meant to be. Adding a piece of duct tape on the pick guard, it felt acceptable. I plugged this into a baby Crate Amp with built in distortion and began the first chords of Skylines and Turnstiles.
I still have that guitar, and it’s sitting next to The Princeton.
He has a voice, and I would like to hear what it has to say.
In closing, I want to thank every single fan. I have learned from you, maybe more than you think you’ve learned from me. My only regret is that I am awful with names and bad with goodbyes. But I never forget a face, or a feeling- and that is what I have left from all of you.
I feel Love.
I feel love for you, for our crew, our team, and for every single human being I have shared the band and stage with-
Since I am bad with goodbyes. I refuse to let this be one. But I will leave you with one last thing-
My Chemical Romance is done. But it can never die.
It is alive in me, in the guys, and it is alive inside all of you.
I always knew that, and I think you did too.
Ellos son Black Veil Brides y éste es su "In The End".
In the end
As we fade into the night
Who will tell the story of your life?
In the end
As my soul's laid to rest
What is left of my body
Or am i just a shell?
And I have fought
And with flesh and blood I commanded an army
Through it all I have given my heart for a moment of glory
In the end
As we fade into the night
Who will tell the story of your life?
And who will remember your last goodbye?
Cause it's the end and I'm not afraid
I'm not afraid to die
Not afraid, I'm not afraid to die
Born a saint
But with every sin I still wanna be holy
I will live again
Who we are
Isn't how we live we are more than our bodies
If I fall I will rise back up and relive my glory
In the end
As we fade into the night
Who will tell the story of your life?
And who will remember your last goodbye?
Cause it's the end and I'm not afraid
I'm not afraid to die
In the end
As we fade into the night
Who will tell the story of your life?
And who will remember your last goodbye?
Cause it's the end and I'm not afraid
I'm not afraid to die
Who will remember this last goodbye?
Cause it's the end and I'm not afraid
I'm not afraid to die
Not afraid
I'm not afraid to die
Not afraid
I'm not afraid to die!
They are Black Veil Brides and this is their "In The End".
In the end
As we fade into the night
Who will tell the story of your life?
In the end
As my soul's laid to rest
What is left of my body
Or am i just a shell?
And I have fought
And with flesh and blood I commanded an army
Through it all I have given my heart for a moment of glory
In the end
As we fade into the night
Who will tell the story of your life?
And who will remember your last goodbye?
Cause it's the end and I'm not afraid
I'm not afraid to die
Not afraid, I'm not afraid to die
Born a saint
But with every sin I still wanna be holy
I will live again
Who we are
Isn't how we live we are more than our bodies
If I fall I will rise back up and relive my glory
In the end
As we fade into the night
Who will tell the story of your life?
And who will remember your last goodbye?
Cause it's the end and I'm not afraid
I'm not afraid to die
In the end
As we fade into the night
Who will tell the story of your life?
And who will remember your last goodbye?
Cause it's the end and I'm not afraid
I'm not afraid to die
Who will remember this last goodbye?
Cause it's the end and I'm not afraid
I'm not afraid to die
Not afraid
I'm not afraid to die
Not afraid
I'm not afraid to die!
My Chemical Romance ha puesto fín a su carrera después de tantos años en el mundo de la música. En un breve párrafo en su blog comunican que :
"Haber estado en este grupo durante los últimos 12 años ha sido una bendición. Hemos llegado a visitar sitios que en los que jamás hubieramos imaginado estar. Hemos podido ver y experimentar cosas que nunca hubiéramos creido posibles. Hemos compartido escenarios con gente a la que admiramos, gente que era nuestro modelo a seguir y lo que es mejor, nuestros amigos. Ahora, como todas las cosas maravillosas, es hora de que llegue a su fín. Gracias por todo el apoyo y por ser parte de esta aventura." My Chemical Romance
Su último trabajo "Conventional Weapons" se convierte así en su testamento musical.
My Chemical Romance have come to an end as a band after so many years. As estated by the band in their blog :
"Being in this band for the past 12 years has been a true blessing. We've gotten to go places we never knew we would. We've been able to see and experience things we never imagined possible. We've shared the stage with people we admire, people we look up to, and best of all, our friends. And now, like all great things, it has come time for it to end. Thanks for all of your support, and for being part of the adventure." My Chemical Romance
Their "Conventional Weapons" will stand as their legacy.
Ellos son Black Veil Brides y éste es su "Fallen Angels".
Scream, Shout, Scream, Shout
We are the Fallen Angels
We are the in between, cast down as sons of war
Struck to the earth like lightning, on this world we're torn
We won't cause the pain, of living out their own
Take joy in who you are, we know our wings are blown
We're bored to death in heaven and down alone in hell
We only want to be ourselves
We scream, we shout
We are the Fallen Angels
We scream, we shout
Too lost to sing alone
No need to feel this sorrow
We scream, we shout
We are the Fallen Angels!
Follow the morning star, on land when darkness failed
The passion left unholy; now you find yourself
We have no where to go, no one to wish us well
A crime to find our home, our stories they will tell
We're bored to death in heaven and down alone in hell
We only want to be ourselves
We scream, we shout
We are the Fallen Angels
We scream, we shout
Too lost to sing alone
No need to feel this sorrow
We scream, we shout
We are the Fallen Angels!
Scream, Shout
We are the Fallen Angels
Scream, shout
We scream, we shout
We are the Fallen Angels
We scream, we shout
Too lost to sing alone
No need to feel this sorrow
We scream, we shout ohhh
We are the Fallen Angels
We scream, we shout
We are the Fallen Angels!
We scream, we shout
They are Black Veil Brides and this is their "Fallen Angels".
Scream, Shout, Scream, Shout
We are the Fallen Angels
We are the in between, cast down as sons of war
Struck to the earth like lightning, on this world we're torn
We won't cause the pain, of living out their own
Take joy in who you are, we know our wings are blown
We're bored to death in heaven and down alone in hell
We only want to be ourselves
We scream, we shout
We are the Fallen Angels
We scream, we shout
Too lost to sing alone
No need to feel this sorrow
We scream, we shout
We are the Fallen Angels!
Follow the morning star, on land when darkness failed
The passion left unholy; now you find yourself
We have no where to go, no one to wish us well
A crime to find our home, our stories they will tell
We're bored to death in heaven and down alone in hell
We only want to be ourselves
We scream, we shout
We are the Fallen Angels
We scream, we shout
Too lost to sing alone
No need to feel this sorrow
We scream, we shout
We are the Fallen Angels!
Scream, Shout
We are the Fallen Angels
Scream, shout
We scream, we shout
We are the Fallen Angels
We scream, we shout
Too lost to sing alone
No need to feel this sorrow
We scream, we shout ohhh
We are the Fallen Angels
We scream, we shout
We are the Fallen Angels!
We scream, we shout
Ellos son My Chemical Romance y éste es su "Surrender The Night".
Everyone’s a passenger tonight
Just another accident
Well on the freeway of this life
We’re driving on, and on, and on, and on
We’re driving on, and on, and on
I’ll remember this night when you’re gone
We’ll surrender your heart
I’ll surrender every dream
Every weapon you gave
Every secret that I keep
We can fight this all you want
But tonight we lost it
Just another surgery tonight
Well if you amputate the loneliness
Let anesthesia dim the lights
So dream on, and on, and on, and on
So dream on, and on, and on
And I’ll remember your eyes
When you’re gone
We’ll surrender your heart
I’ll surrender every dream
Every weapon you gave
Every secret that I keep
We can fight this all you want
But tonight we lost it
I watch you in your sleep
‘Cause tonight the light’s we’ve made
We can fight this all you want
But tonight we lost it
Sparks against the railing
Distant phantoms’ swelling
Who the windshields selling
With this air that’s felling
Now
We’ll surrender your heart
I’ll surrender every dream
Every weapon you gave
Every secret that I keep
We can fight this all you want
But tonight we lost our way
I watch you in your sleep
We can fight this all you want
But tonight we lost our way
But tonight we lost our way
But tonight we lost our way
