#i was doing my graduation hassles and going thru ceremonies and exams and my worst breakup up until then and I had no idea

[elviehun]

So. If you're feeling sad or upset today. I just wanna cheer you up. The thing is,

I just want you to think about four grubby, sweaty, wonderful weirdos. With a dream big enough to break the world and a brilliant and electric fifth friend who's about to change their sound for the in-fucking-describably better by just having become the fifth official member, and another friend, fresh as a bud but already seasoned in the pain and wonder of 'making it' in the scene and worldwide as well - though tired as heck because it's their only week off touring all year and they chose to devote it to help out their friends make their dream come true -, arriving to New Windsor, filing into John Naclerio's cramped, probably airless and smelly basement at Nada Recording Studios one by one, with their ragged equipment and uncontrollable caffeine buzz, 22 FUCKING YEARS AGO THIS VERY DAY.

To start recording the album that started it all. For us and for them. Imagine this. They're amped and excited and ready to leave their mark on the world and willing to cut themselves open and lay their soul down on tape, and some of them are in the throes of pain in the jaws but tortured by visions too big and beautiful and terrifying to contain in a twenty-something's body, and some of them high as a kite but thrilled just to be there with them all, because these four fuckers somehow became their favorite damn band in the world, and some of them scared to death because they're pretty new to all this shit and not trusting themselves enough to go through with it, and some of them so jumpy with ungodly talent trying to break the fucking seams and the excitement of art and the power of creation that they can't stop bouncing their legs even when playing their guitar (and some of them spitefully not willing to play to a fucking click, ugh, whatever) and... just. Think about that. And mixed nuts and 'super night vision' shots and the godforsaken tambourine😉.

Guys. My Chemical Romance started recording Bullets 22 years ago this day.

I think that deserves a minute of standing ovation or reverent silence. Or whatever kind of celebration you feel fit. Especially bc they're SO fucking back at it. Especially because we've seen things last year we've never even dreamed being able to witness a couple years ago. Especially because hope doesn't feel like a particularly stubborn and unhealthy mental condition anymore. Yes, I'm cheesy and an emotional old fart and moved to the point of tears and hopeful beyond hope rn but. Guys.

Bullets started to become 22 years ago TODAY.

Happy fucking anniversary, MCRMY.

Now I'm gonna listen to Demolition Lovers on loop and cry. Thank you for your time. Be good to yourselves and each other. Think happy thoughts. I love you.