listening to White Stripes B-Sides
Me: Did a chipmunk just show up?
D: That's why these are B-sides, yo.
There's a lady plays her fav'rite records/On the jukebox ev'ry day/All day long she plays the same old songs/And she believes the things that they say/She sings along with all the saddest songs/And she believes the stories are real/She lets the music dictate the way that she feels.
listening to White Stripes B-Sides
Me: Did a chipmunk just show up?
D: That's why these are B-sides, yo.
MCR ALBUM RELEASE DATE: 11/22
So, right after my birthday. No title yet. Aaaand the text from Rolling Stone about it:
Title TBD 11/22
My Chemical Romance had nearly finished a dark Stooges influenced LP when frontman Gerard Way came to an important realization: He hated it. "We were just trying to be America's young rock band," he recalls. "We did that, and what came back was boring." They scrapped the record and started over, writing and recording a new set of songs, mostly synth-happy, technicolor pop tunes, complete with an unabashed dance beat on "Planetary (GO!)." Like the band's last album, 2006's Black Parade, the new disc has a unifying conceit: It's supposed to be a transmission from a post-apocalyptic radio station in 2019. "It's a party record," says Way. "The scariest thing was to admit to ourselves that we wanted to have a good time." Way is particularly fond of the obnoxiously catchy opening track, "Na Na Na." "It's the pop-punk 'Hey Ya,'" he says. "It sounds like a big gang of children yelling. It's dumb as fuck, really."
That doesn't really sound promising, but I guess it's all in the execution. They'll need some super sugar hooks and singalong choruses to pull off a party album of the apocalypse vibe.
Believe it or not, the MCR boys are really good at hooks and singalong choruses. That's part of what made both "Three Cheers For Sweet Revenge" and "The Black Parade" so successful.
TOUR, DAMMIT. TOUR NOW.
They scrapped the record and started over, writing and recording a new set of songs, mostly synth-happy, technicolor pop tunes, complete with an unabashed dance beat on "Planetary (GO!)." Like the band's last album, 2006's Black Parade, the new disc has a unifying conceit: It's supposed to be a transmission from a post-apocalyptic radio station in 2019.
....
So, they submitted to the Cobra?
So, they submitted to the Cobra?
Aaaaauuugh. You may be right. Would that explain Gerard's terrifying hair color?
I don't understand what you're saying but it's fun to observe the conversation.
Would that explain Gerard's terrifying hair color?
It's a better explanation than any I can come up with.
Somewhere, Gabe Saporta is cackling with delight.
(This makes me want to re-read Bandpires. Okay, fine, everything makes me want to re-read Bandpires.)
They definitely messed with the Transmission page, though. [link] There's new stuff on all the stations- especially WKIL. (Unless they've constantly been messing with it, and I just now noticed.)