stage three of total bandom surrender involves a terrifying amount of sincerity

[schmerica]

You guys, no joke, I almost started crying after I watched part 2 of the Gerard Way NME.com interview. I just. Okay, three-quarters of my crazy emotional response might very well be due to all the real life stuff that is going on right now, which I haven't talked about in livejournal at all -- basically, bad things involve surprise hospital stays and emergency surgery in my family -- which I don't know quite how to deal with. But even if that's the source of most of my response, there's still... Gerard Way, you guys. I'm so overinvested in him it's not even funny. No matter how much I love celebrities, there's usual more distance for me than this, but with him? I love him, and I want him to be happy, and watching him talk about the love of his life and loving his band and sucking dick and the worst times in his life and his depression and self-destruction and his anger and his fears of being nothing, being invisible and not making a difference--

God. Just, God. Gerard.

--And then in the middle of writing this entry, I went to rewatch the "Famous Last Words" video again. SIGH. DOUBLE SIGH. Especially noting all the times the shot is framed with Gerard singing in the foreground and Mikey right in the background.

I think I'm going to use one of my due South icons with this entry, just because none of my bandom ones can really fully contain the amount of WOOBIE in my heart right now.

Comments

[celli]

*hugs*

[pearl-o.livejournal.com]

Thank you, honey.

[prettykitty-aya.livejournal.com]

ohgod. i totally woobied. hardxcore.

[pearl-o.livejournal.com]

GERAAAAAAAAAARD.

[raveninthewind.livejournal.com]

I've come to terms with my completely unironic love for Gerard Way and his earnest little face.

(I'm sorry you are having a hard time right now. *hugs*)

[pearl-o.livejournal.com]

Thanks!

[paris7am.livejournal.com]

I feel like I don't quite belong here, since I hardly know you, but you capture what I feel before I can quite figure out the words...

I continue to be astonished at the strength of my responses to Gerard too. I try to keep a handhold on the supposed "higher" functions of my brain? but NO! it's un-ironic and real. Sort of like - or in the same way - he throws caution to the wind and reveals himself and lives with that honest raging purity. (Words sound like a sham when I try to use them to describe this...)

Then, when I read the post about Frank actually flying with the band to Australia? that's when I lost it, for real. Because, Frank, back with them again!

Sorry about your real life sorrows. I hope that it's getting better right now...

[pearl-o.livejournal.com]

Thank you!

[bexless.livejournal.com]

UGH I'M AT WORK AND HAVE NO SOUND ON MY COMPUTER SO I CAN'T HEAR WHAT HE'S SAYIIIIIIIIIIIIIING. MY LIFE. SO HARD.

*snugs you*

[pearl-o.livejournal.com]

BEX. THIS IS UNACCEPTABLE. :((((

[fairestcat]

First: *big hugs*

Second: I ACTUALLY RAN HOME ON MY LUNCH BREAK SO I COULD WATCH THAT VIDEO.

Oh, my HEART. My love for Gerard is so completely unironic. I just can't get any distance from him, I'm sort of ridiculously invested. And fuck, his talking about not packing for Japan?? That almost killed me. Just, I can so easily imagine him having become just another rock and roll story of tragic death and then to see him go from talking about that to talking about his marriage and falling in love and loving his life. I just... I have no WORDS for how that makes me feel, all glowy and warm inside.

Also, I love that he admitted to the infamous sucks more cock than David Cassidy proclomation and in no way denied it. Oh, Gerard...

[pearl-o.livejournal.com]

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