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10 July 2010 @ 12:04 am

Hello My Chem fans!

I do believe it's time to run around in circles, screaming like an excited banshee. Why? Because Mr. Frank Iero posted this tweet on Twitter:

"Buda da duh, buda da da daa, buda da duh, buda da da duh da daa, buda da, buda da da du da da da daaaaah!RT @raytoro: The final countdown..."

And then not but an hour later, Mr. Raymond Toro posted this lovely photo:

Can it be? The CD that we've been waiting for, anticipating and dreaming about for so long is finally finished?? Mind you, this is purely speculation, as none of those lovely boys have actually given any affirmative answers to yet speak of....but Mikey promised that they'd soon "Rip the curtain off of this new album."

I'm so excited that I might cry. No joke.
Listening to...: My Chemical Romance and Fall Out Boy
21 June 2010 @ 01:05 pm
I must seriously apologize to you guys! It's been almost a month since our dearest Mikey Way posted news about the latest MCR contest and it just kept slipping my mind! Gah! I swear, I'm never allowed to go on vacation ever again. I became so relaxed my brain practically turned to mush....either that or everything that once seemed important became not so important. Anyway, here's the message from Mikey:

"Dearest Friends,

Before we rip the curtain off of this new album, let's have a little bit of fun. One thing we can't help but notice, is just how unbelievably artistically talented you all are. People send us video clips and CD's all the time of them performing our songs in every imaginable way. Be it solo, full band, acoustic, electric, electro, interpretive dance...we've seen just about everything, and it never ceases to amaze and inspire us.

We thought it would be awesome to finally showcase the best of the best of these videos, and reward you handsomely. From now until June 14th, we will be accepting entries for the very first My Chemical Romance YouTube cover contest. All you need to do is video tape yourself covering your favorite MCR song in whichever style you feel and follow the instructions below to enter the contest. We will review the entries and announce the champion and future owner of a signed guitar while showcasing some of our favorite entries.

Warm up those fingers and vocal chords! The sky's the limit really, think outside the box and show em how it's done.

Love you guys, we will catch up soon!



1) Record your own cover of your favorite MCR song and post the video to YouTube and post it as a video response to THIS VIDEO.

2) Come back to THIS PAGE and enter your video link. You must be registered and logged in to mychemicalromance.com to enter, so if you haven’t already, CREATE AN ACCOUNT HERE.

3) You can submit as many videos as you want, but they must be new (don’t submit anything that you put up on YouTube a year ago), and they must be yours.

Good luck!"

If you go to the official MCR website, the all caps phrases are actually links. I'd go there if you want to find out more on how to enter.

But sadly I've no musical talent to speak of, so I must refrain from embarrassing myself. But you guys should totally go for it! As Mikey said, good luck!
Listening to...: My Chemical Romance and Fall Out Boy
06 June 2010 @ 01:52 am
Sorry I've not been posting anything for ages! I was dealing with all the end of the year crap at school and then I had a family vacation.

I went to Puerto Vallarta, Mexico, with my family. We got back a week ago. Some very interesting things happened as well as some not so very interesting things. Once or twice something very disgusting even happened.

I've ridden in planes before this trip. I was just small and have forgotten how much I hate it and how exactly flying effects me. One Dramamine isn't enough (the bottle suggests one to two). Taking off still scares the bejesus out of me, but turbulence doesn't seem to bother me so much. Landing isn't as bad as taking off, but I still hate the feeling. No matter what I did, I couldn't prevent horrific images of the plane crashing from popping into my brain. My Chem did help a bit to calm me, though. So did Fall Out Boy and very few other select artists.

But taking about my fear of flying isn't so interesting. If you're anything like me and are from a fairly small town where nothing seems to happen and, most importantly, there aren't many people, going into a big city is a bit of a culture shock....especially when it's a foreign big city ( *ahem* in Mexico). People kept jumping out in front of you, trying to hand you flyers and get you to follow them to their taxi. Word of advice, keep your head down and just keep walking towards the door. Anyway, once we were inside our omnibus (there was six of us traveling), we were on our way to the hotel. Mostly, the lines are painted on the road as decoration. Speed limits are mild suggestions. Just because the person in front of you is stopped doesn't mean your car has to be stopped; it is perfectly acceptable to lurch forward and reverse a few inches repeatedly until the light turns green again. I was glad my motion sickness meds hadn't worn off.

I have to say that I absolutely loved the weather though! I mean, it's cold where I'm from. Our winters last at least half the year (though this year was really mild). I'm not a person who enjoys any second of cold weather. I'm a late summer girl. I pretty much need 90º f and sunny. So while the rest of my family was melting in the toasty, humid, salty air, I was loving every single second of it. It immediately relaxed me and made me feel as if I hadn't a care in the world.

Moving on to what we actually did, then. First, we ate dinner. It was late afternoon when we got in, so naturally that's what we'd do. However, if you know anything about my family, you'd know they'd eat just because, even if they weren't at all hungry. The next day, we woke up and ate. After we all were finally ready, we tried to figure out what kind of lunch experience we'd want. We decided we wanted to go to the street market downtown and eat something there. So we all piled into a taxi. We had only just gotten into downtown when we walked into a little restaurant.....and ate. We walked around again after a while, looking at this gorgeous old church and making our way through the market. In one shop my grandpa was bragging to the owner about my drawing ability and told him I could design tattoos. The owner then stands inches in front of me, lifting the back of his shirt, and asks if I could design him something for his lower back. (I'm one of those people who are uncomfortable pretty easily when it comes to personal space/physical contact, so this really pushed my limits especially since I was backed into a corner.) My stepdad and grandpa were on a hunt for some good cigars (as if such a thing exists) and went into a tobacco shop. My grandpa asked me to talk to one of the guys working there to find out more information since my grandpa doesn't speak Spanish and the guy didn't speak English. Personally, I've only taken 3 1/2 years of Spanish almost 4 years ago now. That was an experience. Just before we went back, some of us got some ice cream and something to drink.

If you haven't yet noticed, everything my family does revolves around food. We had to know where a good restaurant was before we left the hotel so we could go try it out. Every time we left the hotel it was to go eat somewhere. Sometimes we didn't even leave the hotel to go eat, we just ate at one of the several (expensive) restaurants there. Or we ordered room service...or poolside service. After we were done eating, they were always planning what to eat next meal. I was not part of this. I went wherever they said we were going. I didn't care. I was in MEXICO. I was unwinding from months of Hell. I didn't even care if I ate. Being a college kid, I don't eat much anyway. (I swear college kids evolve to survive off only a few snacks and some sort of beverages.)

I think I also took more showers there than I ever have in any other week of my life. I think one day I even showered three times. 0.0 Was it necessary? No, not really. Did my family care? No. They would have shoved me in there had I refused.

I was disappointed we didn't go down to the beach more. We only went once. It was around midnight or so (yes, after we ate). It was gorgeous though. The moon was full and super bright. It cast everything in a silvery blue light. Naturally, there weren't many people on the beach. My sister, stepdad, and I were standing at the water's edge allowing the warm water foam and splash at our legs. The salty air cleared my mind and made me feel clean...well, maybe not clean, but fresh...maybe. I don't think there's really a word for it, but fresh seems to be the closest I can get. After I was done standing in the water, I went and sat, digging my feet in the dry, powdery sand. It was still warm from the sun and felt perfect against my skin, as if it belonged there. One my feet were properly exfoliated, I leaned back and looked at the stars and bright moon. Again, words fail me to correctly describe how I felt. I looked out over the moonlit ocean and I felt so happy I could cry...no. That's not right. Yes, I was stupidly happy and serene, but the desire to cry came from a crushing feeling of loneliness. It was the type of scene you look at with that one person you'll love for the rest of your life and I was once again reminded that I am alone. Owl City's Vanilla Twilight played in my mind.

However, one thing I NEVER expected to happen to me did actually happen one of the first nights we were there. My grandpa and stepdad were in one of the pools at the swim up bar. My stepdad calls me over so I can attempt to translate a conversation he was trying to have with a guy from Mexico City who didn't speak a word of English. So introductions are made and I translate a few sentences for my stepdad. But as it turns out, the guy was more interested in talking to me. He's decently attractive with black curly hair. His eyes were an odd shade of green...sort of a sage green mixed with slate blue and flakes of gold. He has a model-perfect smile and good taste in music (he was singing along to a classic rock song). And then he tries to buy me a drink. This 27 year old, attractive, foreign guy wants to buy dorky, awkward, average-looking, almost 20 year-old me a drink.....What did I say? I said no. Barring the fact that I already had a non-alcoholic drink (as I will never drink alcohol), the guy was married. What? I failed to mention the blinding silver ring on his left ring finger? I'm sorry...so did he.

To make matters worse, my black-out drunk grandpa tries to tell this guy not to hit on me. However, I don't know how to translate that (nor would I want to), so he had the 26 year-old bartender translate it for him. That was an awkward and tense five minutes of my life I'll never get back.

A few days pass and we all decide to spend the day at the pools. We sit next to a completely different pool with a totally different swim-up bar. However, 26 year-old bartender is working at this bar right in front of us. I felt someone watching me, so I look over and he's watching me with an odd expression as he cleans out a glass. I figure he's just trying to figure out why I look so familiar. Nope. That goes on ALL day. (Did I also forget to mention that Bartender and Married both agreed that I am "Muy bonita" several times?) Anyway....my sister and I were going to go swimming in the pool, but then Married was there by the bar, splashing around with his wife. We simply left.

The rest of the vacation was rather uneventful....that is if you think my grandpa getting heat stroke, my sister being highly allergic to the blankets and puking her guts out right next to me while deep sea fishing, spending a day reading, and a few more people getting sick is all uneventful. I have to say that it wasn't exactly the greatest trip....for the other people of my family. My body absolutely loved Mexico. I didn't have one single complaint (except getting a tiny bit seasick). I actually felt better there than I ever remember here.

But my uneventful vacation wouldn't have been complete without a little more drama in our last few hours there. My family and I were all sitting in one of the lounges waiting until we had to leave for the airport. I'm working on a drawing and happen to look up to see Married walk by with his wife. My stepdad did too. He waves and say hi to Married. Married greets my stepdad and grandpa excitedly but completely ignores me. Meh. Made life a little interesting at least. xD

But now I'm back to reality....and responsibility. I found out today that I have to pay $300 (usd) to get my rear brakes fixed on my car. I want to go back to Mexico....Without my family.
25 April 2010 @ 03:11 pm

Apparently Trick was performing at the Earth Day Climate Rally today. I found out as his performance was ending from a friend. No idea how she knew...I haven't heard a single thing about this! But she got a picture (posted above). If any of you knew and you recorded, or if you've found a recording of this, please share? *hopeful grin*
Listening to...: Fall Out Boy and My Chemical Romance!
20 April 2010 @ 12:29 am
Fan: Say hi to the camera, Frank!
Frank: Hi to the camera!

Anywho, I'm a few days in posting this. Sorry...ben caught up in school. :/ Frankie posted a message on the My Chem site again!

Here's what he's got to say:

Bewar the Ides of...Oh wait nevermind it's April
hello friends,

happy 3rd week of April! Things have been super crazy on the My Chem front; songs written and recorded, coffee consumed...lots of coffee, babies being ultrasounded, crazy ideas becoming reality, and absolutely no sleep for the caffeinated and weary...ever.

To all the collectors out there who snatched up the limited edition art prints 1&2, congrats and thank you's all around, we hope you enjoy them. Its rare we get to do something really special like this, and it feels good to offer you guys something a little more personal than just another t-shirt design. (but if tshirts is whatcha crave, there are new designs coming soon I promise.). Installments 3&4 will be revealed next month, so keep checking back. Register to the site now to receive updates and info on prints and other My Chem related topics before anyone else. In the mean time here are two new pics from the studio for your inspection.

And for all of you thinking about entering the speed-reading lyrics contest, Good Luck! I cannot wait to see these videos, channel the micro machines guy and let it rip. Oh and NO CHEATING! Mumblers and people who speed up video tape will be disqualified and farted upon by my gaseous dog, Professor Buckley.

Now without any further adieu....what everyone looks forward to every April...another installment of:

A VERBAL HISTORY: Catchphrases of the Modern Age as told by My Chemical Romance.

Episode 19- "I don't mean to step on the dog..."

It was a warm spring night at the local recording studio when auxiliary musician Jamie Muhoberac first coined the popular phrase "I don't mean to step on the dog". Jamie, who has worked on the last 2 MCR records and is most famous for "pizza organ" and "crazy ray gun sounds", uttered the now infamous line as he literally almost stepped on Raymond Toros beloved Yorkshire Terrier, Jack Bauer. It was not long before the phrase found a home in the heart and on the lips of today's youth. Appearing on tshirts and bumper stickers the phrase quickly replaced Jesus's quote to the apostles, "I don't mean to shit on anyone's birthday cake here, but one of you is going to betray me." as today's most popular way to tell people you're not trying to bum them out, before saying something that will definitely bum them out. Witnesses to the invention of Jamie's catch phrase were quoted as saying "It just makes more sense. I mean really, when's the last time someone shit on your B-Day cake? And if it did end up happening, you can only experience that feeling once a year! Where as in today's day and age someone literally steps on a dog every 3 and a half minutes." (This statistic does not include Albania or Puerto Rico, and therefore cannot actually be proven.)


09 April 2010 @ 06:30 pm
Hey guys! I figured I'd show you my drawings so far this year. I forget if I've shown you any, but yeah, here you go! To see the image in its true size, click the one you want to look at and then click it again....

(I'm not happy with how Pete turned out. I want to draw him again. Perhaps a different reference picture.)

(Not yet finished with this one.)

Yeah, I know.. I need to draw Joe Trohman still. I'm a bit leery about starting his still though. I mean, the man's got a ton of hair. But not bad drawings for them being my first attempts at realism with colored pencil, right? I mean, except for the first one of Patrick...that one's charcoal...my beloved main medium. ^_^

P.S. Happy Birthday to Gerard Way! He turned 33 today. And enjoy a little video:
Listening to...: My Chemical Romance and Fall Out Boy
04 April 2010 @ 08:23 pm
Doing a collab drawing with a friend! I'm ubber excited about it. The problem is I have far too many reference pictures in mind! o.o Here are some pretty pretty pictures of a pretty pretty Patrick, one of which we might be drawing. ^_^

26 March 2010 @ 07:58 pm
LAAAAAAAAAA! Sorry, but Mikey has made me a very happy girl. xD

After a VERY long silent streak, he posted on the official MCR site!

Greetings Friends!

It's been an awfully long time since last we spoke, and I apologize. To make it up to you, I have many exciting things to share. You have all been so patient, and for that we are eternally grateful.

First things first, here are some new studio shots from our own ace photographer (and soon to be dad!), Frank Iero. We have reached a very exciting final phase of recording and are counting down the seconds to when we can finally share it with you. The album has a name and a voice, although I can't let that rabbit out of the hat just yet. I wish it were humanly possible for us to sit down with all of you and crank up those speakers on launch day.

The newest songs that we have written changed my perception of what a My Chemical Romance song can do. It pushes every envelope and blurs every single line more than anything we have ever done. I am also excited to finally announce that in the very near future, there will be an official home for the MCRMY on the web. We have all gotten a chance to field test the website, and not only is it major fun, but it's also kind of addictive.

In the next few weeks we are also going to start running a series of contests that will be a ton of fun for all of us. I know I have a one or two shirts with my name on them that could use a new home to give up for prizing.

Last but not least, In the newest issue of SPIN magazine, there's an amazing article/cover featuring our fearless leader (and my big
brother) Gerard Way. Iggy has been one of our heroes and inspirations throughout our career and the article is a joy to read.

There are gonna be a great many changes coming to mychemicalromance.com over the next few weeks/months. One day you will wake up, and nothing will ever be the same again, but it'll feel like an old friend. We love you guys more than you'll ever know. Let's talk again soon.


I'm so excited! I want to listen with them when they finally release! I want to know what the new contests are going to be! I want Bryar back, but that's not gonna happen.

Oh, and here are the lovely photos:

Listening to...: My Chemical Romance and Fall Out Boy
26 March 2010 @ 04:33 pm
Here's an MTV interview that Patrick did the other day:

"Much like his SXSW show, the album (which is still untitled) will feature Stump — and no one else. He's playing everything on it and it will feature no guest stars. The decision to go it alone was a multifaceted one, in part due to his desire to get the songs in his head onto an album, and part due to the fact that he's just not that good at working with others. And feel free to infer what you will from that last statement.

"The record is ... I play everything on it. And I'm kind of being very strict about that, because it's one of those things where I've always wanted to do it, but also because I've had a lot of friends I've wanted to work with, and it's sort of a nice blanket rule to work under, because then I don't have a sea of guests [on the album]," Stump told MTV News. "Plus, I feel like some musicians are really good at relating to other musicians and improvising on the spot. I don't know if that's my strength. I'm more of an internal musician ... I groove a lot better with myself than I do with other people, so it's a different sound altogether.

"And it's also this big, convoluted way to get me to play drums again, because I really just miss playing drums," he jokingly added. "And there's no reason for me to play over [Fall Out Boy's] Andy [Hurley], because he's a really good drummer."

So when then album does hit stores — Stump is currently mastering, will mix in May, and hopes to have the finished product out this summer — fans will hear plenty of instruments (drums, keys, guitar and bass, plus a whole lot of horns), all of which were played by him alone. And while the video he posted on his official site earlier this year hinted at that, there's plenty that's changed about the album too.

"It's a really strange thing. I don't know anymore. I had all these ideas, these kind of fun ideas — and a lot of people pointed to the 'funkiness,' and that's definitely something that is a part of my writing — but there's also been, since the video came out, there's been a lot of really trying things that have happened in my personal life," Stump offered. "And I've ended up having a lot of writing to do, that took on a more ... cathartic thing. So it's kind of half-and-half now — I don't really know what record it is anymore. I could've told you a month ago that it was going to be more of a funk record, but now I don't really know."

A pair of songs on the album, "Spotlight" and "The Bad Side Of 25," deal explicitly with those "trying" things, which, without getting into too much detail, involve the deaths of not just Stump's uncle, but friend and potential collaborator T-Bone Wolk. But there's seemingly not shortage of drama in Stump's life these days, as evidenced by the firestorm that erupted after he told Spin magazine "I'm not in Fall Out Boy right now." The problem was, his comments came immediately after Pete Wentz had taken to his Twitter account to declare that he "can't imagine playing in Fall Out Boy again" and almost immediately fans began pitting one against the other. But that's not the case, according to Stump. Timing, he admits, has never been his strong suit.

"Well, one of the things that was really frustrating was that ... there was a story that was happening, and then I was doing my thing. I happily didn't know about any of it. And I had an interview scheduled from weeks before that I was all excited to do," he said. "And I go to do this interview, and all of a sudden, it's an interview in reaction to [what Wentz had written], which I was blissfully unaware of. It's just frustrating how much context affects the arts. ... It was a really busy couple of days. It was insane. My phone was off the hook for a few days."

But for the time being, he's putting all that FOB talk behind him ("Honestly, I would say you know as much about it as I do at this point," he said), and focusing on getting the Patrick Stump Project ready. It's been a pretty hectic voyage just to get to this point, but Stump chalks it all up to on-the-job training. He's learning the solo artist gig on his feet, and he's not shying away from making big plans for the future.

"Everything's kind of been a new learning experience. I'm having to do interviews where what I say matters. It's very strange," he laughed. "I have this big open road right now, as far as how I want to do it. I want to get a band together, and I want to practice, I really want to go out and play shows. And I'm hoping that people like the record enough so I can go do some small theaters and stuff. But we'll see how it goes."

And here are some people talking about him:

Patrick Stump Premieres, Hole Returns, Muse Reigns In The Rain: Friday At SXSW
By James Montgomery

AUSTIN, Texas — "Hi. I'm Patrick."

That's how Patrick Stump, former Fall Out Boy frontman/ current poster boy for portion-control dieting (I mean, have you seen the dude lately?) kicked off his solo career, one song into his much-discussed South by Southwest set. It was a brief, seemingly needless introduction — everyone was here to see him, after all — yet it was somewhat fitting too. He's always been a man of few words.

It was one of the few times he actually spoke to the audience at Austin's dive-licious Dirty Dog Bar, preferring instead to let his new music do the talking for him. And for the most part, that music didn't let him down. It was funky, it was soulful, it was a pretty nice preview of what fans can expect to hear on his upcoming solo album, which, based solely on Friday night's set, is shaping up to be perhaps the greatest '80s R&B album since, well, the '80s.

It wasn't all silky smooth though. Stump's big "one-man band" concept (just him, two guitars, a keyboard and organ, a drum kit, and some samplers) stumbled out of the gate, as opener "As Long As I Know I'm Getting Paid" was marred by sound problems and a general lack of rehearsal time, but things got progressively better from there. A pair of new songs (one a slinky electronic track featuring him keening "I've got nothing to confess," the other a shuffling, funky number with looped drums, handclaps and scratchy guitars) got the night headed in the right direction, and Stump knew it too, loosening up and cracking a smile.

And with his mood sufficiently lifted, Stump took things to the next level. Sliding over to the electric organ, he eased his way into a track that worked in Bobby Womack's "If You Think You're Lonely Now," then morphed into an R&B space jam, full of crashing drums, baying organ and Stump's pained falsetto. He belted out lines like "I'm not brokenhearted, I'm just kind of pissed off," pulled a winging guitar solo out of his fretboard, then let the song fall away for just a second, before bringing the beat back with a decidedly sexy grunt. It was a tantalizing preview of things to come, for sure.

And then, as the crowd whistled their approval, he simply said, "Done," saluted and walked offstage. There really wasn't much else to say. After all, he's a man of few words.


Patrick Stump's SXSW debut as a solo artist: a Fallout Boy untethered
Critically watching Fall Out Boy singer Patrick Stump play his first solo show at the small, smelly, not-quite jampacked Dirty Dog in Austin during South By Southwest was somewhat of a tricky proposition.

Can he be judged against the output of his arena-sized band, known for massive guitar-rock punk numbers and a cartoonish bassist who's a tabloid fixture? Or should he be seen on his own terms, as a new artist trying, like thousands of others, to use SXSW as a chance to break through?

There were certainly arguments for both; after all, Stump doesn't even look the same. Once famously, shyly pudgy, he's probably lost about 50 pounds since he was last seen on a stage, a now-svelte figure trying to find his way around his new body as the inner Chunk looks out.
(I personally think they could have worded that better....or even just left it alone.)

Musically, it's clear that he's busy finding his own path as well. Gone are the distorted breakdowns and monster riffs, replaced by discotheque back beats and jazz-funk synths. Stump served as a one-man band for the five-song entirety of the show, on a couple of cuts looping instruments like Jon Brion's fumbling lab assistant, a task that tech problems (rather than instrumental prowess) revealed he wasn't quite up to.

On others, it was just the man, a guitar or keyboard, and a backing track, with Stump finding a groove and a surprisingly dynamic wail -- the pop-soul sound of someone who's never even heard of the Buzzcocks, let alone owns all their 45s.

It's not as huge a stretch as it sounds. After all, Fall Out Boy has collaborated with hip-hoppers, and Stump's on record as saying that he feels the roots of soul, rather than rock, as his inspiration. But tell that to the fan-girls waiting in earnest for an acoustic run-through of "Sugar, We're Going Down," or the music-biz hordes wondering how the hell this mainstream rocker even learned to play a Gm7 chord. For an arena-rock superstar, it was indulgent, to be sure. But for a brand-new artist, it was undoubtedly promising, as well.

(I just don't like this guy that much at all! I mean you can't compare Patrick's new stuff to FOB. He's doing something completely different. Besides, his dad was part of the funk/jazz scene. He grew up around it so of course that's what Trick's going to default as. And this guy was totally wrong to make a stereotypical comment about his fans. I don't think many of us are expecting him to do acoustic versions of old FOB songs. Besides, you can TOTALLY hear the soul in Trick's voice on FAD. That's his sound. And his success at playing in a rock band is completely irrelevant to his personal project. ...Sorry. This guy just rubbed me the wrong way. I wonder what his credentials are anyway. He knows nothing of Trick's background and thusly has no right to make such judgmental comments.)

-- Jeff Miller


SXSW Live Review Patrick Stump
As a musician and vocalist, Patrick Stump has proved himself skilled with some of Fall Out Boy’s more ambitious selections, among them “What A Catch, Donnie” and “(Coffee’s For Closers),” as well as offbeat one-off tracks like his cover of Kanye West’s “Love Lockdown.” So when video hit earlier this year showing Stump presumably working on a solo project, it came as no surprise to see the singer playing a variety of instruments.

In that sense, the format for the artist’s Friday night show at SXSW shouldn’t have come as much of a surprise, although for many it still did. Following reinvention performances from members of Panic At The Disco (The Young Veins) and Gym Class Heroes (Travis McCoy’s The Lazarus Project), the once (and future?) Fall Out Boy frontman took to the stage to minimal fanfare and immediately started playing drums. If the crowd was unresponsive at first, it was almost certainly because the man performing onstage in almost no way resembled Patrick Stump of Fall Out Boy. Sporting short-cropped hair and a blazer in place of his trademark messy mop/hat/glasses combo, not to mention startlingly skinnier, the new Patrick Stump represented a clean break from his power-pop past, ready to embrace a more experimental future.

And experimental it is. Midway through playing drums at the start of his set, Stump stood up and moved to play keyboard, the guitar, then back to drums, followed by bass then moving on to adding big synthetic flourishes, all while prerecorded tracks kept running. It was a risky approach, and not one that necessarily went over flawlessly. The format was no doubt at first confusing for the crowd, and just for a second before beginning to sing, Stump looked paralyzed, unsure whether he’d be able to fully make the plunge into a live solo venture. Then, almost as soon as he started singing, the first song abruptly ended. From there, the artist moved between styles and instruments, with a funkier guitar-driven song finding Stump admitting “this is me confessing” before copping to “all the weight of the world on my back.” Other performances in the surprisingly succinct five-song set moved between more blues-leaning material to keyboard-oriented cuts. By the riff-led and funk-fueled last song, Stump seemed more than confident, declaring “I’m not broken hearted I’m just kind of pissed off,” his vocals stronger than they’d been all set. Which is where the artist chose to leave things, exiting almost as abruptly as he entered. It was a somewhat polarizing set, with a challenging structure and miles away from anything attempted by Fall Out Boy. But then, that was almost certainly the point in and of itself.

Should people be so surprised by Patrick's talent as a solo artist? I don't think so. I think people have just pushed FOB to the back burner for the most part and started to ignore how they were changing as a band and how talented they really are. In doing so, they completely overlooked that Patrick was evolving, not only as a vocalist, but that he was also picking up other instruments like the trumpet. So what if he's shy. Who cares what he looks like? Why should any of that matter? The man is completely and undeniably talented. If he wants to do soul, he can do soul. If he wants to do funk, he'll do funk. If he, for some crazy reason, wanted to create a hard rock/celtic/country/rap/polka song I'm sure he'd find a way to make it work. Sorry. Sometimes people just rub me the wrong way. Critics are so focused on such the wrong things. I mean, did you guys really read anything in there about his actual performance? Only a little bit. So frustrating. But I thought they were worth mentioning anyway.
Listening to...: Fall Out Boy and My Chemical Romance!
21 March 2010 @ 06:51 pm
Here's the article in Spin Magazine that Gee was in! (P.S. I love whoever originally posted these scans.) Just click the pictures to see the full size.

Listening to...: My Chemical Romance and Fall Out Boy