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PostPosted: Mon Nov 06, 2006 2:32 pm


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So my friend let me borrow her limited edition The Black Parade. And what did I think to do? Type it up for the guild of course! 3nodding

Notes: I tried to make it as close to the booklet as possible (with the bold/fonts and such). There are no page numbers in the booklet I added them at what would be the end of the page. Anything written between "(())" is me given you so information or what have you.

Introduction


It was mere moments before we took the stage in a small club somewhere in Australia. It was right before they killed the lights but the hallway we stood in was dark and hot. Real hot. The crowd was growing impatient as our crew ran the final equipment checks and it suddenly occured to us that this was indeed our last show on the “Revenge” tour. And while none of us remember for certain how many shows we played, we knew that the fight, the journey, took us from the basements to the arenas . . . out of the can and off to the lions. It had been a long two years and our faces didn’t look the same, our bodies now responded differently . . . sometimes with instinct and reflex, other times sluggish with injury. But we never stopped playing . . . it was always about the show. It’s what kept us alive.
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We did our ritual eighty jumping jacks together, Frank never did them on account of his consistent nausea before we played, Mikey also never did the . . . I think because of nerves. We hugged each other one last time, thanked one another for giving it their all for so long, and for other personal reasons. We held our breath. Everything went black and we walked out to feedback, which we always did at small clubs. Keep it simple.
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I don’t remember too much about the show . . . I remember having a blast as usual. We had just played two of the biggest shows of our lives supporting Green Day in Australian stadiums and it was always a rush to go from a stadium to a club. The mathematics of the situation always led to a volatile set. You were guaranteed a burner. There were two injuries that night on account of reckless abandon. We didn’t want it to end.
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I think maybe we were afraid of what was coming

We had no idea what was coming.


We said out goodbyes the next morning in the hotel lobby and we went our separate ways. I was going on vacation in Japan, something that would further my feelings of alienation I developed while playing the arenas. But I love Japan . . . it’s my favorite place in the whole world and you can be invisible there. I wouldn’t see the guys for about a month or more, the longest I have ever gone without them and I was upset by this - it felt like losing your appendages. It was painful. But making a record is even more painful.
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Making a record is a lot like surgery without anesthetic. You first need to cut yourself up the middle. Then you have to rip out every single organ, every single part and lay them on a table. You then need to examine the parts, and the reality of the situation hits you. You find yourself saying things like “I didn’t know that part was so ugly.” Or “I better get a professional opinion about that.” You go to bed hollow and then back into the operating room the next day . . . facing every fear, every disgusting thing you hate about yourself. Then you pop it all back in, sew yourself shut and perform . . . you perform like your life depended on it- and in those perfect moments you find beauty you never knew existed. You find yourself and your friends all over again, you find something to fight for, something to love. Something to show the world.
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- KNOW THIS -
Every record you make brings you closer to the end of your band.
That’s why it’s so painful-but that’s also why it’s so special.

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You have your whole life to write the first album, then, when you’ve discovered who you are, you extend and hone those ideas for your second. But to make the third you need to find yourselves all over again, you need to reinvent yourselves. You need to find what you fear the most-then you need to become it.
---> So what are we afraid of?
xoxo l g.
AUGUST 10TH, 2006, OSAKA, JAPAN

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After the holidays had passed and a few phone conversations were exchanged, we met up at S.I.R. studios in New York City to start sifting through the materical for the next album. We missed each other a great deal and we exchanged stories and higs. It was as if a group of survivors had met up for drinks, joking about that time they almost didn’t make it.
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We worked all day, every day. We would commute home only to start again the next day, and it was severely cold this winter in NYC. I remember one time stepping in a puddle of slush so deep and so cold I almost collapsed from shock.
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We had about fourteen songs at this point if I remember correctly. Some of which we were unsure of, others we had a very good feeling about. We focused on what we had a good feeling about because we felt something special was underneath all the rubble if we just dug for it. Another thing to mention is that we don’t “jam.” I remember we tried it once while writing songs for Bullets and it just ended up being a mess. There was always an idea, always a battle plan.
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Some days were harder than others...sometimes we would just smoke a ton of cigarettes and just stare at each other, sometimes we would hit on something and magic would happen.
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One of those moments was a song called “Mama.” I remember we played an arena in Chicago and this line “Mama, we all go to hell” just hit me, along with a melody. Ray and I worked out a small guitar part to go along with the melody and we tried it right away at sound check. I think we all knew as soon as we played it that it was some kind of new direction for us, one that was more theatrical than anything we had done... to us it was even more “cabaret” than “You Know What They Do To Guys Like Us In Prison.”
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So we dug up her bones and started to work on her. By the time we had completed most of her parts we realized we had raised a creative bar for ourselves. Simply playing aggressive/melodic/driving songs wasn’t going to cut it anymore. There had to be a new sound. It was around this time that we realized we were going to make a very epic sounding record. “The End” came shortly after and we butted it against “DEAD!” and we had our start to the record... now we had to make some cuts.
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We had around eight songs we felt pretty strongly about when we asked producer Rob Cavallo to come meet us. Rob had been expressing great interest in producing us, and we had great interest in meeting him. Not only did he produce every Green Day record since Dookie, but he had done a record by Jawbreaker called Dear You. This was the template for certain songs off of Revenge like “Helena” and “Give ‘Em Hell, Kid.”
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It contained a guitar sound called “white-hot guitar,” something to this day producers and bands try and re-create. And not only had Rob engineered this sound, but he had proven himself a versatile producer, capable of epic things.
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Rob was super-friendly and very sweet. He was very natural and didn’t try and put up a front, he didn’t act like a producer that had sold millions of albums. We asked him if we could paly him some songs and instantly we had a chemistry.
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I THINK HE UNDERSTOOD WHAT WE WANTED TO DO AS SOON AS WE OPENED UP WITH “THE END/DEAD!” YOU COULD SEE IN HIS EYES HE WAS VERY EXCITED.
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We waited until the fourth song to play “Mama,” comething we knew would make or break how we felt about a producer based on his reaction.
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ROB COULD BARELY CONTAIN HIMSELF

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He was instantly engaged by the verse... but when the chorus hit, he uncontrollably stood up and raised his arms in the air. I think he mouthed the word “********.” When it was over his jaw was wide open. He then cracked one of the biggest smiles I had ever seen. He was so proud it was like we were already working together... so we went out for a steak dinner and asked him to produce the album. It was a great night and one we’ll all remember for a long time.
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I should mention that I developed some pretty strong social anxiety while living in Queens at the time. I was completely unable to adjust to living a normal life and the neighborhood was rife with teenagers, which put me on edge. I had started to feel old. I started to feel like I couldn’t connect with anyone. Riding the subway into the city, I would often find myself nervous and paranoid, especially when school let out. It was pretty comical. One day while riding the train, the subway car filled with tons of school kids, I started to have a straight out panic attack. To deal with this I hid under my notebook and just started to write lyrics...
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We worked for a couple more weeks, getting the rest of our material together, knowing we would have time to write more songs in Los Angeles. We packed up our things, said our good-byes and got on an airplane.
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page 4 = picture of Paramour mansion (well I’m assuming anyway)

We stepped out of the baggage claim at LAX and into the rain outside. I should mention that every time we go to Los Angeles for any reason at all, it rains for the duration of our stay. People would always say things like “Man, this is the most rain we’ve ever gotten in Los Angeles!” and “You guys always bring the rain!” It seemed like that.
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We hopped in a rental car and started driving. It was late at night when we pulled up to these menacing iron gates, which held a sign that said:
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THE PARAMOUR PRIVATE RESIDENCE NO HONKING.

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Bob hit a buzzer, exchanged some words with an intercom, and the gates slowly opened. I always thought this was for the desired effect of making it as creepy as possible when you went in, and it worked. We stepped out of the car, grabbed our bags, and were let into our new home, The Paramour. It even sounds menacing, doesn’t it? It was.
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As soon as you stepped in, you got a “Shining” vibe. Right away it felt like this place was going to consume you and eventually it would. There wee so many hallways that seemed to lead somewhere very dark, stairways that led to places that were very cold. The whole place was cold. The whole place seemed haunted. We figured this would work for us.
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We all drew numbers to see who got which room and it almost seemed like the house chose which one we got, because each room really seemed to fit each guy. Except Mikey. His room was terrifying to be in and I couldn’t exactly tell you way... it just had a bad vibe to it.
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The next day our gear arrived and we set up. You could tell that no one had slept very well on account of the cold or the fact that you always felt like someone was watching yuo. We set up the gear in this giant room with these amazing chandeliers and a Dutch-looking wood ceiling. The room sounded dark but it would work for what we needed.
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We started working right away, realizing we were going to need some heaters in order to keep going. In fact, when Rob Cavallo showed up the next day, he had to go back to his car after a while and get his jacket and gloves. We were really excited to see Rob again and start working. He liked to stay out of our mix at this point and just let us do our thing, like he was still trying to read how we worked. Rob is very interested in the psychology of a band, and ultimately this is what helped make the record so great. There would be many a night where one of us would need to talk to him about something personal, and he was always there for us. He would work as long as we would, sometimes staying very late, giving us advice, and giving us encouragement.
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We would learn that Rob was a wealth of musical information. He was like a human jukebox. You would name a song, any song, and he could pick up a guitar and play it. An then he could tell you why the song worked, or he knew the story of how the band wrote it and why. One day he walked over to the keyboard and played the first bars of “Bohemian Rhapsody.” He turned to see five guys staring at him, like we had caught him stealing cookies or something. We just smiled. It was then that we knew who was going to play keyboards with us... something we had many ways... and it helped us complete the sound we wanted to create.

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It was around this time that we met Rob’s engineer, Doug McKean, so we could start making live demos. Doug is a personality. Right away we got along with him because he had the same sense of humor as us, very dark and very bleak. He also did a great impression of Rob, something we would all get very good at.
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We kept working and everything was going great, but there was a minor snag in the writing process. We had agreed to do a show in Texas at this year’s SXSW, which meant we had to stop the flow, rehearse and get on a plane. But the show was for a good cause, an organization called Shirts For A Cure, who we worked with as much as we could because it donated proceeds to cancer research. So we got out acts together and got on another airplane.
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When we got back is when things got dark, Real dark.

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We were excited when we got off the airplane, for the first time the sun was out and we had just played a great show at Emo’s. We even played “The End/DEAD!” for an encore because we were that amped to play in front of people again. Rob met up with us and we started to demo again, attempting to get back into a groove.
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IT DIDN’T WORK.

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We knew we were just a few songs away from tracking this album, which was shaping up to be grand, theatrical, eclectic, and epic. For the first time we had allowed the concept of the record to be shaped by the songs themselves, as opposed to a pre-set story and it had worked. It had gone through many evolutions but it was just starting to take shape.
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NOW COMES ONE OF THE HARDEST PARTS.

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I’m not going into too much detail about what happened and perhaps I never will. But there comes a time when you need to be much more than a friend, a band mate, or a brother. You have to learn to be there for each other in ways you never knew existed, face things you never had to face together.
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Mental illness has always been an issue this band has dealt with, but it’s something we’ve taken head-on. Something we’ve always beaten. But this time depression hit one of us in a very severe way, and there was no shaking it off.
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SOMEONE NEEDED HELP. SOMEONE NEEDED TO LEAVE THE HOUSE.

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It was the first time we tried to make music together while we were incomplete.
It was paralyzing. Then the house consumed us.

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We walked around like zombies, not creating, not showering, not living. Some never left their rooms. I left my pajama pants on for a week once, constantly fighting back the urge to just walk into the swimming pool and stand at the bottom until I couldn’t breathe. I would yell “I’m just gonna walk into that ******** swimming pool one day!” We were all losing it. We had decided that we didn’t want to videotape any of the writing process and at this point we were glad we didn’t tape anything.
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WE LOOKED LIKE GHOSTS AND WE HAUNTED THE HOUSE

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Then it seemed as if fear started to creep its way into the camp. It felt like we were burning and drowning at the same time, with no end in sight. We would try in vain to write, and eventually Frank had come up with this riff that ended up turning into “House Of Wolves,” which was great and got us going, but we still felt incomplete because we were.
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One night it was around 4 A.M., and I heard Ray playing “Bark At The Moon” at max volume in the live room. Ray was always playing really late at this point and it would break my heart, because it sounded like he was fighting with his guitar, frustrated that he couldn’t play our songs. I would lay in bed and just get upset, but this night I walked down there, smelling like agarbage can covered in six days of facial hair (which isn’t that much).
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I poked my head in the live room and he was just riffing, banging his head while sitting in a chair. I walked over and said hello, then we talked for a bit. Small talk.
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As we talked I was messing around with Rob’s guitar, kind of aimlessly playing and hit upon this riff. It was heavy, and not like Black Sabbath heavy but emotionally heavy. Ray then played around with it and a vocal melody came right away. It was clearly about what we were going through and so much more.
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Like the song made you say the things that hurt you the most. The things that you didn’t want to talk about . We knew it was something special.

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The next day we all got together and started working. We went into “House Of Wolves,” which got our blood going, especially the middle-section. Then we started working on this new piece. We all tried things we had never tried and played very fiercely. Almost like our lives depended on it. I remember pretty much losing my s**t by the end of the song,
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because the guys had built it to a very emotional moment and left me wide open to just belt. I belted away and they got very intense. This song became “Famous Last Words,” which in a lot of ways ended up being a sleeper, a song that surprises you when it’s finished. Another example of a sleeper for us is “Helena.” “Famous Last Words” was the first song about salvation, redemption. It was exactly what we needed.
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WE REALIZED WE NEEDED TO GET SOMEONE BACK, AND IT WAS TIME FOR THAT.
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I will also say right here that if it wasn’t for the lovely Stacy Fass, our attorney, we wouldn’t have made it through this period. She was our beacon of hope, our sister, and at times our mother. Many a night she would come out to see us at 4 A.M.... and sit in the “heavy room” with us and just listen to us talk. Then she would be brutally honest.
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She saved our lives.
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It was also time to start tracking, and right before we left the Paramour we wrote a song called “ Sleep.” We had a meeting with Rob and Craig Aaronson, our A and R, who was great and supportive through the whole process. We went over the songs and realized we had so many great songs. It made us feel finished enough to track, and having the gang all back and functioning we packed up and headed to The Oakwood- and off to Eldorado studio.
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This record had gone through a few different incarnations. I had wanted to keep the story open as to not get locked into something we didn’t have the songs for, and a few ideas started the ball rolling.
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It started as a record about Hell. One of the earliest titles for the record was “The Fall Of The Damned,” named after a renaissance painting of the same name. I even did a mockup of the album artwork using the painting, and it looked pretty cool but it just seemed arbitrary and lazy. I knew we wanted to tell a story but I knew I didn’t know that much about Hell, so I started to research it. I bought a ton of books on the subject and started reading.
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In one of the books, I found an interesting entry about something called a Mystery Play. It is defined as:
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mystery play ((the pronunciation is here but I don’t want to spend hours sifting through characters))
n.
a popular medieval play based on biblical stories or the lives of the saints. Also called miracle play. “Mystery plays were performed by members of trade guilds in Europe from the 13th century, in churches or later on wagons or temporary stages along a route, frequently introducing apocryphal and satirical elements. Several cycles of plays survive in association with particular English cities and towns.”
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I also found out that original mystery plays were pagan, and one of the earliest forms of entertainment for the masses. They were about sex and magic. But once the organized church realized the potential of there “plays,” they took them over, reshaping them into Morality Plays, which were about damnation and the wages of sin.
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I found this very interesting and brought to the guys, attempting to make the first (?) Rock version of a mystery play. Complete with characters, costumes, and a very Baroque aesthetic.
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It still wasn’t what we wanted to say or what I had to say. In fact, the only song about Hell on the record is “House Of Wolves,” and it fits into the story quite niicely. And “Mama” is more about damnation and war. You’ll notice that in the artwork, “The Devil” is represented by two twin wolves.... this is always how I imagined The Devil but I’m not sure way.
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It was blatantly obvious that the record was going to be about Death, ot more importantly, Life. Death was a subject that initially wanted to stay away from, feeling that we had gone there before. But as they say, “you write what you know,” and this time I knew a great deal more about death. We jad grown to accept it. Mikey and myself had finally come to grips with the death of our grandmother. I started to again see the beauty in the finality of it, and the fans had helped us get over it. Touring on “Revenge,” I found that extended the obsession with vengeance to the stage, but by the end of the tour had learned more about forgiveness and encouraged non-violent solutions.
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We had all grown up quite a bit, and needed a record to reflect theat. We needed something with social commentary, a healthy does of black humor, a sparing and tasteful dose of irony, and unapologetic self-expression. We needed to go somewhere we had never done with the subject before.

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WE NEEDED A HERO. THIS HERO BECAME A PATIENT.
THE PATIENT.

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I saw this patient as a tragic little man, someone who is going before their time, someone who never truly let themselves love, someone a little bit sad and little bit pathetic. I saw the patient as a character everyone can put themselves in the shoes of. OtA her characters would become very important such as Fear and Regret (the twins), The Soldiers, The Escape Artist, Mother War...these are the characters he would meet on his journey to either eternal damnation or everlasting peace.
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It all starts in a hospital...
The basic concept is this: When you die... how does Death come for you?
I like to think that when it does, it comes for you however you want, as if it taps into your subconscious, finds something strong inside you and transforms into that.
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A MEMORY. YOUR STRONGEST MEMORY

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Now right about the darkest days for us, at The Paramour, when all hope seemed to be lost, I had terrible trouble sleeping. Every single night it felt as if someone or something was griping my throat, squeezing away until my lungs were empty . I would convulse. My heart was literally stopping. It was horrifying. These weren’t simply “night tremors but in fact “night terrors” (this was the inspiration for the song, “Sleep”). It was also about this time that I became obsessed with Joan of Arc for some crazy reason. I almost shaved my head. I’m glad I didn’t I bought every movie I could about her and watched them over and over. The best one was “The Passion Of Joan Of Arc.” It was silent and intense. I would go for days just locked up in my room staring at this painting called “March Of The Saints,” in which Joan Of Arc is featured (this painting became the inspiration for the cover of the album and you will notice Joan O f Arc in the artwork).
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Occasionally, during convulsions, I would have these “waking dreams.” Visions, but most likely nightmares that were probably a result of stress and anxiety. In these visions I would see people that I loved dying, or Joan of Arc burning alive, terrible things. I never slept. I had come across a small page of notes I have kept during these nightmares. One of the things written was this:
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“WE ARE ALL JUST A BLACK PARADE”

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Bleak, I know, but something new. Something completely new to me. It conjured up so much imagery: funeral processions, Macy’s day, Saints, sinners, balloons, trombones, Dia De Los Muertos, death. It sounded like what we needed.
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What if The Patient’s strongest memory was from childhood?
What if his father took him to see a parade?
What is that’s how death comes for him? What is The Black Parade?

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ON THIS RECORD, FOR US THE BLACK PARADE REPRESENTS A FEW THINGS.

In the story it represents Death. It represents The Patients final march to the unknown: the form, which Death takes.
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As a band, it felt like the name The Black Parade summed up the band almost better than My Chemical Romance. It represented everything that made us up: the irony, the black humor, the celebratory nature of our music yet the darkness at the same time. The

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cohesiveness and the defiance, the camaraderie. It would become our alter ego for this album. We needed to become a new band in order to face what life had thrown us, the hardships and the turmoil, the fear. We would tear off our skin and expose the bones. We would become a band know as The Black Parade. Not a shell but a declaration:
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“YOU CANNOT DESTROY US.”
“I AM NOT AFRAID TO LIVE.”
“WE WILL CARRY ON.”

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As people, it summed up our fans. Our connection to the fans is very important to us. It’s always been us against the world and we all know the punch line to the big black joke. What better way to show that than to make them part of it?
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“WE ARE ALL JUST A BLACK PARADE”
AND THE BLACK PARADE
NEEDED UNIFORMS.
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I STARTED DRAWING.


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TRACKING THE RECORD WAS TRULY A MAGICAL EXPERIENCE.

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Thanks to Rob, we had unlocked a part of ourselves we always felt we had inside of us. We just needed the encouragement to discover it. I could go on and on about the tracking... it took a long time. It was difficult and challenging every step of the way and none of us stopped until we got is right, no one gave up. The concept was almost complete; the songs were in place with still more to some. The band was playing better than it ever had, taking risks it never dreamed of... we were making the record of our dreams and loving every minute of it.
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Everything we had gone through, the hardships and the challenges, had led up to this moment. And not only the dark days at The Paramour but our entire lives were a test it seemed. We had done the work, lost the sleep... and it was time to perform.
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This is when you see what you are made of. This is when you face your biggest fears.

THIS IS WHEN YOU SHINE.
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There are too many amazing moments to even recall about the performances, and I like it that way. But from the minute Doug hit “record” the hairs stood up on the back of our necks. It was electricity. It was a new sound. I watched Ray, Frank, Bob, and Mikey go on to do the best work of their lives. I watched them attempt things they would never dream of doing during Revenge and they would pull it off like they had been doing it forever. You wanted to perform for Rob, you wanted to make him proud and that’s what we did.
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We decided again not to capture on video what we were doing, and it became a blur. We all started to finish each other’s sentences. When one of us got crazy everyone got crazy. It was an infection that began to affect everyone... people forgot to shave, forgot to eat or drink water... some of us forgot to rest. And no matter where you went, or what you were doing, it was as if the record would follow you until you finished it. You couldn’t simply go out and party because it consumed you. You couldn’t watch TV or go to the movies because it would hunt you down and find you in the aisles, waving a flashlight in your face and asking for your ticket stub.
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AT TIMES IT FELT LIKE THE RECORD WAS TRYING TO KILL US.
BUT IT ONLY WANTED TO MAKE US BETTER.

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It was really amazing to see the characters some to life in the songs sometimes through guitar parts or sound effects, other times I would find myself singing in another voice, a different person... sometimes a woman and sometimes a soldier. I decided to shop off almost all of my hair, which had become long and matted again. I wanted to feel like the patient and I also wanted to strip away all the color to my hair...I wanted it white which I saw as the absence of life. This helped me get into character, like method acting.
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As we tracked the story got tighter and tighter but also I noticed the layers started to strip away, the fiction and metaphor of everything started to fade and what was left by the end of the record was something very naked, something very honest and very obvious...
WE WERE THESE CHARACTERS. IT WAS OUR STORY WE WERE TELLING.

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Eventually, we finished. But it never truly feels that way with a record like this. We lived in this world, this afterlife, for so long that it was hard to disconnect from. I could probably still work on the record if I had the chance but it’s truly perfect the way it is. Sometimes you need to know when to stop. Luckily we had a schedule to dictate that to us.
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It was around this time we met an amazing keyboard player named Jamie, through Rob. We instantly hit it off with him and he had this great vibe about him, this great energy. And he showed up wearing a Germs T-shirt and possessed an extensive knowledge of bizarre movies, which he would reference in his playing, all of our favorites. One of the movies we talked about was “Phantom Of The Paradise,” and he understood where we were coming from with the album, bringing up referenced like Pink Floyd’s The Wall, The Beatles Sgt. Peppers and Queen’s Night At The Opera. He would go on to lay down some amazing synth, some powerful “In The Flesh” style B-3 organ, and piano on a track called :Blood,” in which he also did this crazy sound with his mouth. We would call this “Pizza Parlor Mouth” due to the nature of the lunacy of the song.
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“Mama” was a very special song to us, so we had some of our parents come out and track some vocals on the ending, so we could have them on the track forever. This made the record even more special to us but it still wasn’t finished. During the last month, during final vocals, I had started to re-track some of the vocal parts in “Mama” I was unhappy with. We came to this section where it gets very quiet before a big finale to the song and I stopped for a second and said to Rob and Doug:
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“I think it should be a women here... what do you think?”

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This had some up before and I had done some female voices on the record I was pretty happy with... but right here it felt like I couldn’t act it. It needed real sorrow, real tenderness.
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They said: “Who do you think?”

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Now I should mention that I had been warming up int the vocal booth by doing an impression of Judy Garland as I would picture her to be on Broadway, very bawdy and expressive and I would yell with vibrato in my voice: “Hellooooooooooo!”
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I would do this to warm up and occasionally break the tension when we had a long night. Doug was a big fan of it. I was a big fan of “Cabaret” so naturally I said:
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“Liza Minnelli.”
“Liza with a Z?” they asked.

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Now to further illustrate how “crazy” became infectious, I should point out that Rob Cavallo did not choose to comment on this with words but instead he picked up the phone near the board and make a phone call. I heard him talk to someone briefly and then hang up. He then said, “I love Liza Minnelli.”
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and musicals from a very early age... I was exposed to showmanship. To me, Liza Minnelli was the only voice that could have portrayed Mother War. Someone very strong, someone that had loved and lost, someone that had been through so mush in her life and survived. There was no one that could beat her and she was so amazingly sweet, funny, charming...and she ahd a flawless voice. She kept doing takes on her own just to make sure she got it right, even though her worst takes are better than others’ best takes. We can’t wait to meet her in person.
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Earlier, I mentioned the string and horn session with David Campbell. This was one of the coolest moments on the record, as we got to hear the songs get these amazing layers on them. David instantly understood what we were doing and it felt like he made the parade some alive on “Welcome To The Black Parade, ‘ something the song needed for additional strength.
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So with all of the elements in place we went on to mixing, which was conveniently right down the street with Chris Lord-Alge. He did a great job harnessing the power of the songs and focusing the sound. One track, “Welcome To The Black Parade,” contained the most tracks he had ever mixed in his 20-year career. 167 tracks to be exact and he nailed it. It was really amazing to hear.
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BY THE END OF MIXING, EVEN CHRIS HAD BECOME INFECTED BY THE MADNESS,
MIXING SOME OF THE FINAL TRACKS IN A PRIVATE HAT.

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With tracking done and mixing on its way we began to get a lot of the final elements in place. We were almost ready to share this vision with the world.
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ONCE WE HAD A TITLE FOR THE RECORD, I ENDED UP DRAWING NON-STOP.

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The drawings then led to characters, which led to the persona of the band, The Black Parade. I pictures them as a Death-Rock version of Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band, but with a sort of antique “Mellon Collie and the Infinite Sadness” turn-of-the-century flavor (Mikey would start referring to the record as “Pre-Midlife Crisis and the Infinite Sadness” an accurate description in some regards).
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I had decided very early on that I did not want to draw the art for the record. I felt that it would detract from the vision because I was so close to the music, especially this time around. I had to have 100% focus constantly and I also desired more photography this time around. I had a meeting with the legendary Jeff Ayeroff and the amazing Ellen Wakayama about the direction of the record. Ellen is the Vice President of the Art Department at Warner Bros. and someone who always supported the vision. Jeff is the guy responsible for convincing me that my sketch for the cover of Three Cheers was, in fact, the cover itself. He is someone that had always believed in me and I love him for it. Without hearing a single note of music he looked at the drawing and said, "This is The Wall... you are making a record like The Wall!” “This looks like some sort of Death version of Sgt. Peppers! I love it.” While he again encouraged me to do all the art myself, he understood that I couldn’t handle it this time... I think I already started to look like a ghost at this point. Jeff is a legend.
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JAMES JEAN IS BAR NONE MY FAVORITE COMIC BOOK COVER ARTIST OF ALL TIME.


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It’s also interesting to note that we both graduated SVA in New York City but had never met back in those days. We had won a bunch of awards in Spin Magazine’s annual Readers Poll. So James was commissioned to do a piece of some of the winners. He did this amazing two page spread of Billie Joe, Gwen Stefani, Trent Reznor, and myself, dressed as a half-elfin ranger (you have to read the interview to get it if you aren’t a Dungeons and Dragons fan.). So I e-mailed him and told him how much I loved it and what a big fan I was. I also mentioned I had just started working on a comic called “The Umbrella Academy” and that I would love for him to do the covers.
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We planned on meeting when we got to Los Angeles, and it took about a month but we finally got together. Frank drove me down to Santa Monica to James’s house, which is this amazing Stanley Kubrick looking place. James was great, almost like I had pictured him from his art, kind of quiet and a little bit shy, but very focused and serious. It seemed that his work consumed him, which I was all about.
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We talked about the comic but the more we talked and the more I looked at his studio and what he was working on, I felt like he would also be the right guy to do the cover of the record. We artistically worked well together and found influence in the same things. He blows me away but I felt a kinship to him art-wise. We went out for lunch, learned a bit more about each other and said goodbye.
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We had a second meeting about the album artwork at his house. At this meeting I finally had some music to play him and he seemed very intrigued by it, I played him “Mama,” and I remember him thinking it was crazy. I told him to just go off on the artwork, showing him a sketch

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I had done based on “March Of The Saints” ... he was ready to start working. As I snapped photos of his studio and his cat, Taffy, we heard a commotion from the kitchen. His wife (who is lovely) was very distraught because a bird had flown into the kitchen window and died on impact. It was a very strange moment outside, looking at the bird, and I snapped some photos of it. It felt like either a bad mojo or a good omen... I’m still trying to figure out which.
---->His cover is phenomenal, and there are lots of little surprises in it. Enjoy it. <----
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THE NEXT STEP WAS FINDING A PHOTOGRAPHER.

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As soon as I explained the concept and the aesthetic, Ellen Wakayama knew right away whom to use. She had recently received an amazing portfolio by a guy named Chris Anthony. He apparently never did commercial work, but these fantastic pieces that hung in galleries. He was looking to try something new and the second I saw this portrait he had done of Zooey Dechanell, I knew he was the right guy. His imaged are haunting: they had that turn-of-the-century feeling I wanted, yet they were striking and powerful. They looked like someone climbed in a time machine with a camera and got to shoot the year 1910 in color.
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We met and instantly hit it off. He was very intense and I loved it... it’s something I’m addicted to. He didn’t see it as a job, but as a collaboration, some new kind of territory to explore and it made the whole process painless. He was also great about putting up with my occasional work-related inability to return a simple phone call, and he forged away without me when I was unavailable. Shooting with Chris was some of the most fun we ever had at a photo shoot. I can’t be sure but I think I hear him call me a “********” while trying to get my solo shot... he wanted me as intense as possible and he chain-


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smoked as he worked. I’m way into this guy and I feel like I gained a collaborator and a friend. He had brought so many wonderful things to the shoot, so many great extras... he even referenced the makeup of the WWI soldiers to match Akira Kurasawa’s “Dreams,” my favorite scene in a movie ever. One of the best parts of the photograph is that with the exception of the gray sky and the zeppelins, everything is real. Every single person, every prop down to the taxidermy wolf were all there with us, no computer tricks. It is one of the craziest photographs ever taken. I should note that Dante, who played The Patient for the photos, was very sweet.
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THE VIDEOS.

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Before we shot the photos or even had the costumes we needed to choose a director for the first single, “Welcome To The Black Parade.” It needed to be the definitive video for the recorded, an immediate knockout punch to accompany the mini-epic that summed up the album. It would include every major character and would see us transformed into the band, The Black Parade.
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I met Samuel Bayer when Bob and I presented an award at an annual music video industry award ceremony, which was fun. Sam received an award for lifetime achievement and as they ran his reel, highlights of his work, I saw so many of the videos that had impacted me throughout my life.
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One video in particular, “Bullet With Butterfly Wings” by The Smashing Pumpkins, stirred a lot of emotion in me. It was one of my favorite videos of all time because before that video, the Pumpkins never loked so dangerous. Rock bands had started to look boring again and nothing was daring, everyone looked the same in ripped


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jeans and “I could give a ********!” flannels. The Smashing Pumpkins looked like they just landed from space to annihilate the Earth. They looked like a new band.
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I remember turning to Bob and whispering “This is who we need.”
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Outside, Devin Sarno introduced me to Sam because I was such a big fan. Devin Sarno is the sweetest guy in the world. He worked with The Smashing Pumpkins videos before he came to Warner Bros. To be Senior Director of Video Promotion. He helped see our vision through every step of the way during “Revenge.” He saw us melt under the lights of the garage in “Not Okay,” he watched us carry a coffin in the rain for three hours while making “Helena,”and he watched us almost drown while shooting “Ghost.” He has made every one of out dreams come true and we love him.
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SAM BAYER.

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From the second we shook hands I felt how intense this guy was. I think I was so nervous to meet him that I gave a lame half-handshake because I kind of missed his hand. I told him I loved his work, he told me he loved our work. I had a feeling something was coming around the corner.
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About a month later we met and he came and listened to what we had worked on. He instantly got it. He was instantly excited. He picked out every single influence and said: “You guys are throwing down the gauntlet with this record... I want the videos to do the same thing... they have to”.
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Sam got the concept of The Black Parade on so many levels. He got it metaphorically, culturally, cinematically. He even picked out the influence of certain films like “City Of Lost Children,” “Delicatessen,” “Metropolis,” and “The Cabinet of Dr. Caligari,” a film we had been trying to capture since we made our first video for “Vampires Will Never Hurt You.”
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He also had a fire and intensity we knew he would bring to the set, and it was something we needed. Devin called him a few days later and asked if he would do the videos. He said he would love to.
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We met up a couple weeks later and Sam had this big book of images he pulled for reference. He nailed it right away. Then we all sat in the control room and talked about the videos. I felt the hairs stand up on the back iif my neck as he talked. I watched everyone in the band become fired up and excited.
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The Black Parade was coming to life. It was magical.

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He wanted to shoot the videos back to back, to use the resources we would build and not let anything go to waste because it was going to be the biggest video we ever made. It was going to be epic and he wanted them to connect.
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We played Sam the song he would be doing the second video for, and there was an immediate reaction as he stood right up. You could literally hear the pistons firing in his head. We asked, “What do you think?” He was silent.
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With his back facing us, still staring at the blaring speakers he turned slowly and said,
“WE’RE GOING TO BURN THE ******** DOWN.”

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COLLEEN ATWOOD.

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During that second meeting for the videos, Sam put in a phone call to a costume designer named Colleen Atwood. We were very excited about this because Colleen was well known, having won two Oscars for her word. We were all huge fans of the costumes she had done for “Edward Scissorhands,” “Sleepy Hollow,” “Memoirs Of A Geisha,” “Planet Of The Apes,” and many other films. Devin had sent her some scans of the rough costumes sketches I had done for the band, The Black Parade, and she got to work.
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The first time we met Colleen we got along right away. There was something familiar about her, like she was a big sister, at times a mother, or an old friend. She was lovely, charming, tremendously talented, and she had a kick-a** sense of humor. Her and her fantastic assistant, Christine, had brought dozens of old military uniforms... some of which looked a hundred years old. She instantly go it, showing us her versions of the characters, the band, and the extras. We went over some options, said our goodbyes and she and her team got to work.
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We checked every single day to see how the costumes were coming along... we couldn’t wait for them. I became obsessed with them because it felt like the final piece to the puzzle.
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At the final fitting, in a hotel room in downtown L.A., The Black Parade suited up for the first time. When you held the costume up on the hanger it instantly took your breath away. When you put it on you felt like a super-hero, someone different, someone extraordinary. I can’t stress enough how she was one of the most amazing people we met on the project. So, with the costumes complete and the set finished, we headed off one early morning to a giant hanger in Downey, California. They used to build space shuttles in this place and from the outside it looked enormous. As we waited in the trailer, anticipation started to set in- luckily, there was a knock on the door.
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Sam was ready to show us the set. We walked to the hanger.

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Words can’t describe what we felt, but I’ll try anyway: It was so beautiful, so dark, and so annihilated that it took your breath away. There were piles of staircases, rubble, chandeliers, dolls, mounds of gravel, and everything was black. You felt like you were in another place, a place that was possibly ravaged by war or God knows what. You turned around to see this massive cityscape that looked like a city of phantoms. There was a float covered in dead flowers and a road that led to the unknown. It was so epic, it terrified you because you realized that it was so much larger than anything you had ever done, anything you were ever a part of. The gravity of what we were about to do finally hit us.
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I turned to Sam and said, “Thank You.”
Those were the only words I could get out. Then we suited up.

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--------THE NEXT TWO DAYS TESTED EVERY FABRIC OF OUR BEING. ---------
It was intense, it was brutal, and it was the most exciting thing we had ever done. Set up. Perform, do it again. Give everything you could, do it again. The sky was filled with ask that fell like snow as you pushed yourself to limits you never knew existed. Sam was on fire, and it became infectious, just like the fire we had felt in the studio.
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Then came the real fire. The first video was finished, We had an hour to prepare for the second. If Same pulled off what he wanted to, he would have made two videos in two days, and one of those videos in three hours. A record for him.
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It was to be our first strictly performance video, no narrative, no story, no plot twist or extras...just us. Us and the fire.
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Making the second video is something that’s hard to describe. We gave blood and when there wasn’t any more blood to give we gave bones and skin. It was traumatizing, the flames were paralyzing. We kept going.
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It felt as if we lost a lot of our innocence during that video shoot and we surely did. We became animals on some kind of quest for dominance or glory, a strong desire to pull out our insides for the first time on film. I would try to rip my own face off. We would try to kill each other, and much like the house, the fire would consume us. The song was from the darkest period in out lives, about the thing we fear the most... and it all came out.
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We would be the same again
It was our moment and because of Sam, it was captured forever.

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I was traumatized for an entire week and the injuries we sustained, none of which were Sam’s fault, are still with us. Days later I sat in a hotel room with my leg elevated, a pair of crutches sitting in the corner and an air cast on my ankle. I stared at the wall and thought about everything we had gone through, everything we had faced. I knew that a lot was coming and I knew we were ready for it because nothing could be as hard as what we had just gone through. We were ready to show the world what we had to say. We needed to make an appearance, because every super-villain, every hero has a first appearance. I felt like a kid waiting for the next issue to hit the stands.
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I am behind a black curtain at The Hammersmith Palais with my brothers. We are dressed head to toe in our uniforms. For the first time, we are The Black Parade and it fells like the moment I had been waiting for my whole life, since I was a boy.
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I AM MORE NERVOUS THAN I HAVE EVER BEEN.

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In my stomach, the butterflies are hummingbirds and the hummingbirds are the size of fists that punch at my insides. The lights have gone out and the crowd has started to roar. It seems that only yesterday we were on a stage in Australia, ending a long hard two years. Now we are together again but something different, something stronger.
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An announcement blared over the PA. It is a voice of a sultry British woman that says: “Unfortunately, My Chemical Romance will not be performing this evening due to unforseen circumstances. They apologize deeply for this inconvenience. In their absence, they asked their good friends to fill in for them.”
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The energy in the crowd has now grown so fierce you could power a city with it. We can’t se them but we can feel them. In the dark I see Ray standing vigilant on his side, focused. Bob begins to count out a temp and Frankie strums the first bars of “The End,” which is ironic because it isn’t the end at all . . . just the beginning.
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I turn to Mikey, who looks almost as nervous as me and I say: “I love you, Mikey.”
He says, “I love you too.”
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THE CURTAIN DROPS AND I SEE WHITE.
NOT THE END AT ALL.


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IT WAS THE BEST OF TIMES, IT WAS THE WORST OF TIMES...
AND THEN IT WAS THE BEST OF TIMES AGAIN.

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MIKEY WAY

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Flash Backwards. Taste of chaos two years ago marked the infancy of what is now known as The Black Parade. At the time, the album was co-named The Rise And Fall Of My Chemical Romance. This was a definite foreshadowing of what the album and each of us would become.____________________________________________________________________________

Three Cheers had only been out for about six months and we were already itching to start writing for the third LP. Hints of the record burst about at many a sound check and odd hours of the morning. It was always someone in the back (we had constructed a make-shift studio therein) lounge of the bus yelling, “Hey guys, you have to listen to this.” “This is How I Disappear “Heaven Help Us,” and “Dead ” were ultimately born, along with a few different songs that have either become memories or parts of other songs. As the band started to rise, the workload followed. We found it difficult to breathe, let alone think of new material. While we were out with Green Day, we wrote another chunk of songs in the porta-studio in the back of the bus. The vibe of the record was beginning to take shape. Oddly enough, we came out of that tour and into The Warped Tour with surprisingly optimistic songs. This struck us as completely odd. “I guess we are all really happy now?” a lot of us asked ourselves. “Where’s all the gloom and doom?” A voice in the back of our heads surely said, “”Be careful what you wish for.” Before our headlining tour. We were so excited S.I.R. studios in New York City to start rehearsals for out headlining tour. We were sp excited just to be able to hang out and play music together. We hadn’t been able to in forever due to the busy-ness that was afoot. What came out of this session was one of my favorite tracks, “Disenchanted.” I had always wanted the band to have a Journey-esque power ballad, and low and behold it had arrived. Through the U.S. headlining tour, Europe, and Australia, we did a run of shows that would be the “goodbye” to Three Cheers cycle. This would mark the first break any of us had received since almost day one of the band (except for a few days here and there). Some other fragments of songs, and then untitled tracks were born on that tour in the back of the bus as well. When we finally got home, we took a much-needed month of decompressing. Everyone in the band got a healthy dose of real life, which took adjusting to. After the month, we entered S.I.R. studios in New York once again for what is known in the industry as “Preproduction for the third record.” A lot of people think we only had one record out, when there was actually another album released a few years back on Eyeball Records. As we began writing, stress and strain had dawned on us. “How are we ever going to follow Revenge?” “What is people hate this?” These are the thoughts every band has when writing material as a follow-up to a hugely successful record. From January through March 1st, we diligently wrote. There were streaks of excitement in the air, as we churned out song after song. Songs such as “Welcome To The Black Parade” (at the time names “The Five Of Us Are Dying”), “I Don’t Love You,” and “Mama” were born from this. On March 1st we began the process of moving to Los Angeles to continue with preproduction. We left NYC because we felt that we needed a change of scenery. When we arrived in Los Angeles, we moved into an extremely haunted mansion called “The Paramour.” This house has a huge history of odd and mysterious things occurring inside. Some of us laughed it off; others (cough, cough, me) found the house frightening. As luck would have it, I would end up in the scariest (and later found from past residents) and most haunted room. To add to it, there was a single blue light bulb hanging from the ceiling that didn’t provide light, but an eerie glow. Dogs barking at thin air, doors slamming in front of people (Frankie and Gerard) and bathtubs filling with water when no one was home (Bob). We set up shop in a huge ballroom, chock full of creepy paintings, furniture, and statues. The material started to flow and coincidently, the songs became more sinister, and the riff and lyrics more biting. Songs such as :This Is How I Disappear” and “mama” had these booming sinister sections. Songs such as “Sleep” and “Famous Last Words” poured out. “I Don’t Love You” became even more biting and sorrowful (as if it wasn’t already)/ Song after song was painted beautifully and painfully. We took out every frustration, screamed for every hope, and spoke out of our minds, night after night. Song after song we transformed into something else. We would never be the same again. We were the Black Parade... literally. During the writing process in L.A., we were joined by a gem of a man named Rob Cavallo. He acted as mentor, advisor and motivation. I remember all the fires he lit under me, and words of encouragement that he told. He was sort of like an uncle to some of us. He helped us in our ultimate vision to create a record that would make the earth shake... or so we hoped and believed with all of our hearts. We entered the studio in April of 2006 to be gin tracking. We were introduced to so many more friends and co-workers that made going into the studio fun and productive. There was such an amazing feeling going into the studio every day. From the first day of recording we knew er had something special. We recorded “The End” and “Dead ” first and upon finishing were in awe. The first time listening to them knocked me straight off of my feet, and I had not a single doubt in my head that it was out time. Every single song that was tracked was like opening the most amazing Christmas present for two months. I felt a shot of adrenaline and pride from every note that left those speakers. I remember the first time hearing “Disenchanted,” that I was moved and speechless. I spent a five-hour span listening to it on repeat in the lounge. Two songs that became near and dear to me were written in the studio: “Cancer” and “The Sharpest Lives.” Most people can’t listen to “Cancer” without getting chocked up. No matter who you are and wherever in the world, the melody and lyrics just get you. Absolutely everyone on the planet can relate to either. We completed tracking and mixed the record in July 1006. During the mixing session, the songs that we fell in love with transformed into something unworldly and earth-shattering. Our jaws collectively dropped daily from the mixing of the tracks. After the mixing came sequencing and mastering. When all was done, we were all able to finally sit down and soak the final product into our skulls. We were beyond proud of the songs and each other for making what we believe to be the ultimate My Chemical Romance album. Every single one of these songs is a culmination of our blood, sweat and sorrow over the past few years. Without my four best friends in the band, I could have never held it together. Without my big brother, I probably literally wouldn’t be here. Without my second mother, Stacy Fass, I would be in a white coat in a circular room. Without Brian Schechter, I wouldn’t have all of these white hairs. Awwww...just kidding buddy. You’re the other brother I never had. Without my parents’ undying support I wouldn’t be here. I love you all and owe you all my life. So, all of the lives in the fuzzy box that you are holding in your hand. The album of my dreams. I can only hope that you will all be touched and shaken. We are the Black Parade and so are you.

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THE BLACK PARADE
by
BOB BRYAR


For me . . . The Black Parade started when I finally realized I was going to be recording a real record. It has always been a dream of mine and the opportunity was never there for me in the past. I had joined this band to play drums. I had been playing parts that I had not written, for almost two years, Now it was time to actually create and record things that would be saved forever.
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I started this process on The Warped Tour. We had a studio set up in the back of our bus. We didn’t have any room to hang out, but we could practice and play all day if we felt the need to. I think this was a big factor in how well the record came out. We didn’t end up keeping much of the material from the bus, but it was the best way for me to start feeling things out. There was no pressure and I just tried to get in a groove. The last thing I had recorded was about seven years ago, I was very nervous.
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A lot of the time was spent with Toro playing some different things together. I was noticing I kind of overplayed everything. I would play the most complicated and awesome thing I could think of. It was not working for me. After a while, I then started to play for the song. There is definitely a point where any person overplaying can ruin a song. I now know that a good song is only about the song and not any one thing being more important.
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The process in the studio was very different than any other I have seen. We decided to take a studio where I could leave my drums set up during the entire recording process. Usually drums are done in the first few weeks anf the drummer is done. We kind of worked song by song. If I decided to change a part that was already recorded I could do it at any time. This was also another big pressure reliever. A good example is the song “Cancer.” I was playing right on the beat the whole time. After listening to it over and over again I tried just laying back a lot. It was a minor change but made such a huge difference.


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There were a lot of things that I thought I knew about recording but were proved wrong. One thing is that we could go in a studio and bang out an awesome record fairly easy and fast. Wrong. This was probably one of the weirdest times of my life ever. I actually remember Gerard saying that The Black Parade tried to kill us. It really felt like that at some points. We had a lot of personal and medical things going on with us. Those problems in addition to five guys determined to make the best piece of music that they are capable of made for some trying times. To help deal with this we had a thing called the heavy room. Actually we had three heavy rooms. The heavy rooms were places we went to discuss the most heavy of the heavy. This s**t had to be talked about in a smaller, quieter, more private room. It had to be private. If people heard the s**t we talked about we would all be thrown in the hospital. It all sounds crazy now that we look back on it, but at the time it was the end of the world. Here is one example of a heavy room blowup. I am blaming this all on me being tired because now we all look back at it and I was wrong. During the recording of The Black Parade, I had to play a marching snare. I played what I thought was good, but everyone else thought was overplaying. I, for some reason, turned into a d**k and started to argue. Long story, short: I ended up in the heavy room. We talked for hours, and stuff not even related started to come out. That’s why every heavy room meeting was soooo long. One thing would lead to another and another and another. In the end, every heavy room meeting would end up good and everyone would be happy and smiling.
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I ALSO WANT TO TALK ABOUT THE PEOPLE THAT MADE THE RECORD EASIER FOR ME.
I WILL LIST THEM, THEN TELL YOU ABOUT THEM:
Rob Cavallo, Doug McKean, Chris Steffen, Mike “Sack” Fasano, and Hans.

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Rob was hard for me to figure out at first. He is suppose to be this big shot producer, but he never acted that way. He would take us out to dinner and talk to us like people, and not a band he was trying to make huge. He didn’t have much to say about the actual drum playing but he gave me a lot of encouragement. He was also always there to talk about anything. Even if it had nothing to do with the record, he could make any one of us feel great and be able to not let it affect us in any negative way. He is definitely the only person that could have produced this record.
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Doug is also another guy that could have been a hotshot a-hole if he had wanted to. He has a Grammy. These days if you have a Grammy, you are untouchable. I would bullshit with Doug on iChat all day and then come in to the studio and realize that a nice guy is also the best engineer in the business. Doug, right off the bat got awesome drum sounds. He has his ways of placing mics and certain gear he uses that he takes along with him. He makes tweaks according to each band and gets the best s**t ever. He made the process fun and not like a machine. He let me take my time and would let me redo parts as many times as I wanted. Doug also was the only guy for this record.
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Chris Steffen was the assistant engineer on this record. He looks like a hippie, but sounds like a computer. He is super smart and from Nebraska. He made the studio run smoothly and made us feel at home. He also had to deal with Doug and me asking for Coffee Bean every 10 minutes, staying up until morning, and fixing our personal stuff because he was the only one that knew how. He made us all happy and kept all of the gear working. Chris rules.
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Sack was doing drum teching on the record. This process was way harder than I ever thought is could be. He had to change heads and tune drums for each song. There were a lot of times when I thought they sounded great, but Sack and Doug didn’t. They would listen for stuff, which I didn’t even know about. But when they got them perfect, the drums sang. It was all of Sack’s great ideas and constant supply of high fives that really helped me along.
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Those are the main highlights of The Black Parade for me. I am glad we actually finished it and I can’t wait to tour and play it live. This is the best and craziest thing that has happened to me and I thank the other four dudes for that. I owe them.

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((Note: In the booklet there are two columns: Ray on the left and Frank on the right. Also the numbers and song titles are in boxes.))
TRACK BY TRACK ALBUM COMMENTARY

COMMENTARY PROVIDED BY
FRANK IERO

No.01
THE END


Hmm, I remember when this song was called”Intro.” “The End” is a piece of music inspired by one of Gerard and my favorite David Bowie songs... it’s a song that I’ve included on plenty os mix tapes for people I’ve cared about over the years and mostly every “pysch-up play list” I’ve made for the pre-show warm-up. There are a few songs that are always what you call staples for these play lists: “Mother” by Danzig; “Oliver’s Army” by Elvis Costello; “All The People Who’ve Died” by Jim Carrol; and of course, “5 Years.” So for us it makes sense to start this record with a piece that pays respect to a song that makes us feel like we are indestructible. I feel it sets that stage for the journey the listener is about to take. I remember fumbling with the chord progression with Gerard at first to make it just right. I think I even had to invent a chord or two... but at the end of the day everything we all hoped it could be was blaring out of the speakers in Rob Cavallo’s house... job well done.

No.02
DEAD!


I remember “DEAD!” coming to the table very early on. We were on tour in the states, I wanna say Buffalo, NY or something but I remember G and Toro coming up with a song in the bus that really took the great elements of “Headfirst For Halos” and capitalized on them. As soon as I heard it I knew they had something. I think I wrote a chorus melody that night, but then the song was put on hiatus and the current tour took over once again. But I fo remember even back then Gerard saying that “Dead!” was going to be the first song on the new record. When we got to New York City to write, “Dead!” was one of the first songs we really worked on, and it just came together, it just clicked and we really ******** ran with it. It had a Beatlesque bounce to it, up strokes on the second verse... it sounds simple enough but it’s not, it’s risky stuff that’s hard to pill off. Y’know how many bands get “really into the Beatles” and end up sounding like garbage. But I really think we did a good job with it, the end melody of the “LA Las” hits me so hard. It hit me the first time I ever heard it and it still gives me chills...I really love this it and it still gives me chills...I really love this song. Oh and P.S.- I pushed for that tuba part in the bridge from day one, so if you hate it, come see me about it. s**t’s tough. I don’t care what you think.

No.03
THIS IS HOW I DISAPPEAR


When did we do this song? I don’t really remember. To tell you the truth from the beginning I wasn’t sold on it, I liked some parts of it but as a whole... I wasn’t thrilled. But, I’m an idiot, ‘cause I love this song now. I think the night at the haunted a** Paramour, ray and I were smoking cigarettes and dying them out in some old urn, we channeled the ghost of SINGLE NOTE MOSH...’cause that was the night we worked out the heavy section into the faster B section. Ray just hit this rhythm that is my favorite part of the song. This song was the first time Ray and I both wrote chorus melodies that were completely different from each other and then smashed them into one part. I think it came out amazing, it was a real collaboration. Looking back that really was a great night, the song took on a life of it’s own. There was a velvet painting guitar of some girl’s boobs in the room, we played guitar and ate a lot of snacks... cookies and Cheetos make the world go ‘round I guess.

No.04
THE SHARPEST LIVES


I heard Gerard kicking this melody around for a while, but it wasn’t the kind of thing he was all about working on. When you know him you can tell what he’s feeling and what he’s storing for later. If he’s feeling something, someone’s getting on a guitar with him... no question, his moments of inspiration are infectious. But this one was different, he would say, oh I got this thing, sing the melody and then keep working on other things. So it took until 3/4 of the way through recording the record for this song to see the light of day... I guess it was just the right time. So we really wrote it as we recorded it, which was a whole new experience for me. Ha, I remember Gerard telling me there had to be a spy guitar part in the pre-chorus and I was the guy to do it. And I was automatically like, ********, yeah I am the guy to do it. ‘Cause that’s what you say to a dude that you love and respect who tells you he’s so into your vibe that you are the only one for the job. Of course when he left the room I realized I had to write a spy guitar part for an electro-rock-dancey song... ********. I swear I’ve never seen a 007 movie- I was pretty screwed. Anyway I practiced all night what I thought spy guitar should be, and the next day Rob and I tied down the part. I’m really happy with it now, but I remember shitty razorblades about it. My favorite part of the song is the bridge. Jamie, your sampled opera singers may be the raddest thing ever.

No.05
WELCOME TO THE BLACK PARADE


Damn, talk about going through the ringer, this song was rewritten four times. Its earliest incarnation was a melody that was written while getting ready to record “I Brought You My Bullets”... yup that long ago, I remember I had just joined the band and that was our punk rock “My Way” (like the Sid Vicious version but in key) and a favorite at our rundown dump of a practice studio. Friends would come by the studio drunk or whatever to watch practice and put in requests- I remember “The 5 Of Us Dying” was always mine. Any way the song never got quite finished for the Bullets session and was left beaten, unfinished and ultimately forgotten. “5 Of Us: was brought up again while writing in New Jersey for Three Cheers For Sweet Revenge... we tried to relearn what we had... kind of pick up where we left off... but we had a lot of songs we were working on and it never got finished. The melody did make it to L.A. however and was played for them producer Howard Benson, mostly because I remember liking it so much, I wouldn’t let it fo away and would bring in up every time we were writing. Bit Howard ultimately didn’t find it special enough to continue working on and it was abandoned for Revenge. Two years later we find ourselves in NYC writing out new record and of course because I am a man of habit I said about “The five Of Us Are Dying”... we ******** around with what we remembered, and it actually got transformed in to a finished song. It was slow and off-time, but had an unmistakable power to it... like a “when Mu Guitar Gently Weeps” or “Big A Pony” (my personal favorite). From there it was taken to preproduction to L.A. and we decided to see what would happen it we sped it up, changed the chorus and ripped it. Basically what would the Ramones do? Bang, it hit us, and we loved it...we loved it so much we recorded it; finally it was finished and was making the record. And then we listened to it, and listened to it some more, and questioned it. Mostly if it was the best we could do, did the chorus speak to us enough? Gerard felt that we could do better, he and Ray tried a different chord progression on the chorus, and it allowed him to find a different melody. But by changing this, it changed the entire song. Everything had to be rewritten. I was very skeptical, I still loved the version we had done and feared that yet again this song would not see the light of day. But I remember the day we tried a newer version Gerard asked us to have faith in it and make this version our own. I won’t lie, the first run-through, I was so unhappy with it. But then we worked it, and reworked it some more, and Gerard sand his heard out, and it all started to make sense. This song was the longest, hardest road I have ever traveled on a song. But I truly feel that every word and every note of this finished version is worth it. I am so very proud of everyone in this band, they all stepped up incredibly on this record and I think this song really shows that. P.S. Listen closely for my dad on this track.

No.06
I DON’T LOVE YOU


This song came together rather quickly and didn’t ever really change from the first time we played it in NYC. I’ve always had a soft spot in my heart for this song. It reminds me of a classic oldie, something Otis Redding might like to have a crack at. It’s definitely one of my favorite tracks on the record... and I don’t think I’m noodling at all, so there.

No.07
HOUSE OF WOLVES


This song came later on in the L.A. preproduction. It was a rough spot in the writing process: some personal turmoil was going on and kind of made everyone not feel like playing. I remember thinking, s**t, this is no fun. Someone better get inspired and write a song soon, we needed to get everyone psyched again. I was getting nervous. So I remember I sat down and tried so hard to write a song, to write something really good... that was a mistake ‘cause as soon as you say, oh I’m gonna write a song, nothing seems to come out. So the next day I tried a different approach. I picked up this bid red acoustic Rob always left at the house and decided to just riff around on stuff my dad might like. And what came out was the basis for “House Of Wolves.” I showed it to the guys and we started working again. It makes me smile knowing a song I wrote for my dad got the record going again.

No.08
CANCER


This is my favorite song we have ever written. I cannot just superficially listen to this song. I feel it deeply ever time I hear it, and I have to try my best to hold back tears. Gerard’s vocal performance is probably one of the best I have ever heard. It’s strong, yet frail, sad, hurt, and honest. I am in my favorite band.

No.09
MAMA


Man, I don’t really know what to say about “Mama,” she’s mu second favorite song on the record. I guess she went through some changes from her original form, but the changes came very naturally. The song grew more into itself than we actually worked on it. We went back and forth on out opinions of this song... we always loved it. But wondered whether an audience could stomach it. Would they understand the story? Could they follow the journey we wanted to take them on? Would they think we were crazy? My answer was. I don’t give a s**t. Trust me I mean this in the best possible way. But we had to write this song for us, and only us. If we over thought it, or tried to dilute it, we would have ruined it. Ultimately I think that was the best decision that we never compromised what the song wanted to be. And in the end our moms got to sing with Liza Minnelli, and I found out my mom sings like a gypsy, which is the coolest thing in the world.

No.10
SLEEP


I really really like this song. It was written later on in L.A., around the same time as “Famous Last Words.” It just hits so hard when it comes in, I really love the mood it created. The idea behind it is pretty straight forward, highly inspired by nerd movies, and a haunted a** house in the Hollywood hills. I love the tape recorder thing Gerard did, creeps me out.

No.11
TEENAGERS


Oh jeez, I remember the day Gerard sang this to us in NYC, people thought he was insane, ha, I guess people still do. Anyway, I think this is a great song, I really love the lyrics. I had my reservations about including it on this record because I wasn’t sure if people would really look into what Gerard was saying (plus; hambone didn’t like it)... but I guess this is my chance to address that concern. If you get it and like it, good, perfect. But if you don’t get it, READ THE LYRICS and pay attention. (Hambone, you’ll come around.) Thank you that’s all.

No.12
DISENCHANTED


We wrote the original idea for this song when we were supposed to be practicing for our U.S. headlining tour. But it had been so long since we just go together and written, that it was like an itch that needed to be shot in the face. So we ended up writing what was then called “Shut Up And Play.” But by the end of the tour and the beginning of the Black Parade writing process I think we were collectively over that song, so we abandoned it and worked on other things. But close friends, colleagues, and Mikey Way would not let us rest until we revisited it. So we put it off until the last minute, literally the day before drums were broken down. Gerard and Ray had an idea for an alternate arrangement and played it acoustic in the control room, it really was beautiful. We made a few tweaks that day and recorded it. This song has one of my favorite likes in it: “Spent my high school career...watch all my heros sell a car on TV.” Haha. Pure bitter gems, times like these are when I like to tell Gerard he’s drunk off genius pills.

No.13
FAMOUS LAST WORDS


Again written towards the end of the L.A. preproduction, Sleep’s sister song. However the chorus didn’t take real shape until Gerard layed down vocals in the studio. He kind of surprised us with it. We went out to get coffee and when we got back he said, hey check this out... fully knowing he was gonna lay some journey s**t on us. I was so caught off guard, it was completely different then what I thoughts he was recording, that I don’t even know how I reacted. I don’t think I was entirely sold on it on first listen, and I’m not sure why. But now I can’t imagine it any other way. The melody and words rally put this song over the edge. To me it is the perfect ending to this record.

COMMENTARY PROVIDED BY
RAY TORO

No.01
THE END


All big things start from smallest of ideas don’t they? G brought this piece to the S.I.R. practice space, where the first stage of writing for the record took place. It’s a great strummed progression in 3/4, very simple but very effective. I remember immediately getting into it because of the words G was singing. Where “Intro” really takes off is when those huge toms come in and change everything you thought the piece was going to be. The goal was to get this to sound epic, absolutely larger than life. Back in New York, it sounded like that, but the work that everyone did on this in the studio took it to a new level. Rob came up with the idea of playing the main riff in every octave possible on the guitar, which added this menacing, but beautiful symphonic sound. Pink Floyd’s The Wall was a great influence on this piece. That larger-than-life attitude began to coarse through everyone’s blood, and was then the goal for the entire record.

No.02
DEAD!


Getting away a little from the moodiness in “Intro,” the energy on “Dead!” is definitely tongue-in-cheek black humor. We first started work on this song on tour in late 2005. The main influence on this one is an Electric Light Orchestra song that has a fun vibe but also has this great straight pulse throughout the entire track. This song immediately made us bounce our heads in time, so we tried the same thing with “Dead.” The song really came together when the outro stomp got written. Bob’s fill leading into that section sets it up so well. The “la, la, la, la, la” melody is an incredible hook. And is great fun to sing. The best part was that G, Frank and I got to sing it in unison, so it’s a moment I always looked forward to during practice and now forward to when we play live. The solo was also fun to write. I wanted to try a mix of Chuck Berry and Brian May, so there are definitely licks straight from “Johnny B. Goode” and the doubling and harmonizing of “May.” Okay, and somehow Wood Woodpecker crept in as well... Frank’s got a great, great run in the pre-chorus. I wrote a complimentary part but it ended up just clouding it up. We stripped it for some chunky power chords, and it sounded better that way. His part gets room to breathe, and is one of my favorites on a long list of favorite parts on the record.

No.03
THIS IS HOW I DISAPPEAR


This song goes back at least a year and a half, if not more. The opening riff was written in the parking lot of a San Francisco venue, then the dressing room where it quickly began to take shape. G had a cool melody in the verse, very classical sounding. There was also a great chorus where he was getting up really high. Writing songs in minor keys is always good for us, especially D minor, where G has his best range. I began recording the basic arrangement on this Boss digital recorder, and also came up with a nice, airy bridge. On the Boss we had programmed drums, so it was great to see Bob shredding when we played it live for the first time. It had good energy, but there was definitely something missing. The song was too boring. Nothing really exciting happened, and the chorus progression was the same as the verse, so it got very monotonous. Frank suggested trimming the chorus progression, which ended up being what the song really needed. The line, “How you disappear,” was originally over G major, but with the chord trimming, the line was now over A major, and it took on a whole new life. I had been listening to a lot of Smashing Pumpkins, especially “Zero,” continuously amazed at how a few mutes and an octave could be so heavy. I tried writing a part like it, and the little tags before the choruses came out. The guys loved them so much, they wanted to hear it to a half-time beat. It sounded heavy as hell, but I was definitely against it at first. Thank God Frank and Bob were so adamant about that section. Over time it grew to be my favorite part of the song. With all this in place, the song finally felt complete.

No.04
THE SHARPEST LIVES
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No.05
WELCOME TO THE BLACK PARADE


“Welcome To The Black Parade”: “Parade” is a great example of a song that went through many forms before it got to where it is now. Back in New York, it started out as a collection of parts and different movements, similar to what Green Day did with “Jesus Of Suburbia.” There were a few cool parts, but it never gelled as a great song, which is always more important than some cool bits and pieces. When we got to L.A., we sped up the tempo and kept the good parts, and the song started to take shape. It filled a nice gap because at the time, we were writing mid-tempo songs, and this one had great, fast energy. Starting out with piano and vocal, it moved into this fast-driving punk song. The bridge was this great, half-time, classical progression (“Canon in D”) that we’d been wanting to use for a long time, and it fit in great with what we had going on. Near the end of the song, we changed keys, which we’s never done before, and it added an ever more dramatic finish to the song. The song was begging for a huge harmonized solo (I swear!), so I wrote one and recorded it on my trusty Mbox and crappy laptop. Feeling the song was complete, we actually tracked it in this form.
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We lived with it for a few weeks, and Gerard brought up the idea of revisiting it and trying some new things with it. It was definitely a shock at first, because it was one of the favorite songs so far, but he felt the song could be better. While at first everyone was apprehensive, we pushed ourselves to make a great song even better. New ideas starting forming, and as that happened, so did “The Parade,” the namesake of the record. The old piano intro was scrapped for a new one where each instrument was slowly introduced after each repeat, until finally a huge explosion happens where horns, guitars, and drums collide. Frank wrote a great melody that I harmonized when everything comes crashing in. It’s a really moving melody, and one of his best.
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The verse music stayed the same as the old version, but Gerard came up with much better lyrics and melody. We changed one chord in the chorus, and again, the smallest change had the biggest impact, The “We’ll carry on” hook fit perfect over this new progression. The old solo section got changed into a re-introduction of “The Parade” feel from the intro. It was really tough losing the old solo. I was able to keep the best parts of the old solo, and in the new key the section was in, it carried even more weight and was more moving. The last run in the solo was taken directly from a demo I had recorded on my laptop the night before in my apartment. I was so nervous in the studio. I couldn’t hit the part right! It was the final piece I tracked for the record, I guess I just didn’t want it to end...
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The song finishes with a huge half-time section, with G holding these long, long notes over the top of everything. Chris Lord-Alge, our mixer, surprised everybody by adding a snare roll to the very end. We all loved it. What happened on this song was really special. Everyone pushed themselves to their limits, putting aside their attachment to waht was already a great song and taking it to another level.

No.06
I DON’T LOVE YOU


This is one of those songs that writes itself. The verse and chorus were written on tour last year, so it came together really quickly when we started writing in New York. The whole song has this hupontic quality, from G’s vocals to Frank’s runs in the verses; the best way to describe it is that it flows like water. This song is a great example of Frank’s playing style, where he’ll weave counter-melodies in and out of the holes in the music. The slower tempo created even more space for him to play with. We tried to capture the feel of CCR’s “Who’ll Stop The Rain” and “Have You Ever Seen The Rain?” so we added a B3 and a Wurlitzer to fill out the sound. I wrote a really simple solo for this that ended up being one of my favorites on the record. There’s a mellow breakdown after the solo that sets you up for the huge outro chorus. Gerard did some great stacked harmonies that really shine in that final chorus, and the lyrics are so true and honest that you can’t help but be moved.

No.07
HOUSE OF WOLVES

No.08
CANCER


I remember Gerard coming to me with this song late at night, a time when the best stuff is usually written. We were talking about the direction of the record, emotions that songs made you feel, and what emotions were missing. “I got this song...” he says. There was no music for it, just a vocal melody and lyrics. He started singing it, and ******** was it great. I grabbed a guitar and we started writing the chords for it, finding what worked best behind the melody. It was challenging because I had to play chords I wouldn’t normally play. My fingers were stretching in ways they shouldn’t have been. After an hour or so, we were happy with what we came up with, but ultimately knew the song needed to have piano.
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The next day we showed it to Rob and the rest of the guys, and they loved it. It was so different from anything we had written before. It was really stripped down, which let the pure emotion from the melody and lyrics shine through. Rob played the piano and added these great chromatic descents in the verses that killed. Every time I hear them, I feel something in my gut.
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Bob added a really simple beat behind it all, and just at the right moment built the tension by altering his beat very slightly. This is one of a handful of songs I played bass on for the record, and had a great time writing lines that played off of what the vocal melody and piano were doing.
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As great as the song was, I had a hard time coming to grips with the subject matter of the song. Would it be too upsetting to people? Would it hurt more than help? I struggled with that for a few days, but someone I love who was affected by cancer helped me realize that this song was a tribute to those who had passes, and would help family members in the healing process.

No.09
MAMA


This song ended up being the most experimental song on the record, where we really tried to have fun and be as creative as we could be. We also tried to be very cinematic with this one, having different sections conjure up images of war and death. The verses are your standard Russian polka progressions, but G’s vocal melody makes it feel new. The guitar tone in the verse was tricky to get because we wanted it to feel very jangly and very classic, almost as if you were hearing a sample of a guitar recorded a century ago. After a few tried, Rob nailed it by mixing a small amount of room and the right amount of reverb.
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With the verses feeling so different, we wanted to bring more of a rock feel to the choruses. After a small break where the vocals get to breathe, the choruses slam in with a huge hit and just fly from there. Frank wrote some great turnaround riffs that add this dark metal energy to the progression. Bob plays great tom fills at the turnarounds, making it feel like you pressed reset and you starting fresh at the top of the chorus.
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In verse 2, Gerard has some fun by singing in different voices (naother tribute to The Wall) that gives new life to a section you’ve heard before. On one version, we added these twisted horn parts, but they ended up being too much. We did keep a guitar line that I played on a guitar synthesizer. When it pops in, you feel like you’re on some bad trip and just got sucked into “A Clockwork Orange.” That’s a good thing right??? After the second chorus, we play a heavier version of the verse. Frank added this great rythmic part that gave it a completely different feel and made it groove more. From there we go into the heaviest part on the record.
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There are about six guitars playing the same riff, all with different tones that add up to this huge wall of sound. One of my favorites is a tone that probably only dolphins, dogs and whales can hear. It’s in there, and you feel it more than you can actually hear it. This section had a bunch of war sound effects in it, but ended up being too chaotic and you almost couldn’t hear what the hell the band was doing! We ended up keeping the air raid siren though, and Gerard ended up matching it with what I can only describe as a banshee wail. It’s ******** sick.
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This breakdown after this is like the calm before the storm, before s**t gets really crazy. That’s if having Liza Minnelli sing on a track isn’t crazy enough. Liza ******** Minnelli. She was amazing, sweet, and did us the hugest biggest favor ever in life. She tracked from New York, and was coming up with her own ideas and just ripping it. Having the honor of listening to her while she tracked to one of our songs? Umm, one of the best moments of my life.
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After this breakdown, we built into the final movement. We got together as many people as we could, crammed into the vocal booth, and sang the outro barroom style with out-of-key notes and everything. The guitars are cranking, the drums and bass are booming, and it’s absolute chaos. We end the song with a little tribute to Metallica’s “One” with machine-gun picking and snare and tom rolls, and follow with violin and something that sounds like an accordion but isn’t. Liza did this amazing thing when she started laughing and then started crying and it’s one of the most spontaneous awesome things ever. Listen closely for it.

No.12
DISENCHANTED


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Before we got to L.A., this song was called "Shut Up And Play." We wrote it while rehearsing for our U.S. headline tour, so we decided to add it to the set. It always got a great response, and it was very different from the rest of our songs, which is always a plus. In the studio, it ended up going through a pretty big overhaul lyrically, but the music stayed very close to the original. This is the first song that we thought of to put strings to, and they worked out beautifully. What I like about them is that they are unobtrusive. They add a subtle layer that almost goes unnoticed unless you are really listening for them. It's also our first song where there is a featured acoustic guitar part. It's fingerpicked, and I was really nervous playing it. When you're recording acoustically, you can hear every little mistake. If you listen closely, you can hear the chair I was sitting on squeaking when I tried to shift my weight to get more comfortable. It took a bunch of takes before I finally got it right. Rob really crafted this song to what it is now. As each layer of guitar, each new tone was added, the song just got bigger and bigger. He is a genius with guitar tones and this is one of the many tracks that shows this.

No.13
FAMOUS LAST WORDS


This song was written at our darkest period while in L.A. Of all the songs we had written up to that point, it was the mmost "rock." It has a medium tempo push, which we had never experimented with before; most of our stuff is either slower or at march speed. It let us have these great accents on the toms in the intro, and then build into bigger accents as the first riff is played. It's a really simple riff, but ends up sounding huge with the big stomps on the kick and crash. I'm really happy with the way the intro builds tension until the verse kicks in. The verse stayed the same in the studio as it was in pre-production, but the chorus went through ccome changes that really benefited the song. The chorus used to have a half-times fell, and it was Rob's idea to keep puching the song wiht the straight beat. At first I wasn't sure this was the right move because there was a moment of drama that happened when the chorus kicked in that was now missing. Was I ever wrong... keeping the straight beat allowed a new approch to the chorus vocal, and what was put down literally blew everyone away. I remember going out to get coffee and some other things, at most I was gone for an hour. I came back, and Rob and Gerard had put down this incredible chorus, which was completely new and different than what used to be there. I remember getting chills the first time I heard the chorus come in. Not only is the melody really beautiful, but the lyrics just spoke to me.
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Getting the tones for the chorus was a lot of fun . If you're familiar with Rob's work, you'll know he came up with possibly the most aggressive guitar tone ever called "White Hot." You can really hear it on Jawbreaker's "Dear You." Basically, whenever a guitar comes out of nowhere and knows you on your a**, that's the "White Hot." Well we wanted to push that even further. Rob got really excited and came up with all sorts of tones, and we were just laughing uncontrollably because s**t was just cranked and loud and dirty and beautiful. We were all shouting out names for the tones like little kids. He ended up coming up with "Nemesis" and "Black fire," which you can hear when the chorus blasts in. I had been listening to a lot of Blizzard of Ozz at the time we were writing this song in L.A. Randy Rhoades is one of my favorite layer, and I wanted a solo similar to his style on the record. This is where the inspiration for the solo came from. I wanted something shreddy, desperate, and emotional, so I listened to my favorite Rhoades solos and went to sleep. The next morning, the first thing I did was pick up my guitar, black a demo of the track and played whatever came to me. I always liked how Randy would double a few notes of the solo in a different rhythm, or add a harmony on one or two notes, so I did the same thing in the studio. You can really hear it at the last two hits of the solo. I'm very happy with this one because it was very spur-of-the-moment and really captured what I was feeling at the time.
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Frank put own this really great picked-out part in the breacakdown after the solo. It has this ethereal feel that takes you to another plave before the song kicks back in. What was cool was that he stumbled on the part by accident, and I don't think he realized how great it was when he first played it. When the band comes back in with the half-time, you're actually hearing what was the old chorus. It's funny how you'll end up re-using sections in other places, and oftentimes, they'll work way better than you originally intended. I had written a little tag for when the chorus kicks back inn, and I think it leads out the song nicely. Doug, our engineer, did a great thing at the outro by adding a fadde-out to the music and leaving just the vocal to finish out the song.
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When we first started writing this song, we wrote it to be the final track on a record, encompassing all you ahd heard before and eaving you wanting to go through the whole journey agian. I believe we succeeded in this goal.

B-SIDES
KILL ALL YOUR FRIENDS


Influenced by The Pixies and Weezer, this song has a different feeling from the rest of the record. It feels like a song you would listen to on a nice, breezy, Sunday drive. "Kill" is also a gret showcase for Bob. His drums on this track ******** rule. The song came together pretty fast while we were writing in LA. I was playing this picked-out part to another song called "All The Angels Say," and Frank started jamming with me on the bass. Right away it felt really good, so we all started playing it together. Mikey added a couple of flourishes on the bass, and once Bob got on the drums, we knew we had something great. The verses felt really nice and airy, very different from what we're used to doing. We also had a nice bridge that built really great. What we didn't have was a great chorus. It usually takes some time to fully figure out a song, this one was no exception. This was another song where the chorus was essentially the same as the verse progression. Sometimes that works, but on "Kill," it wasn't providing the lift that it needed. We changed the first chord of the chorus from G to C, and all of a sudden you could feel your spirit getting lifted when it hit. Music is funny like that sometimes. The simplest change makes the biggest difference.

((Okay that's it for the commentary. WOW I actually finished. The rest of the booklet is pictures and lyrics. And the rights page and all that.))

Water

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liesthatwebleed

PostPosted: Mon Nov 06, 2006 7:11 pm


*hyperventilates* MUST BUY LIMITED EDITION!!!!
PostPosted: Mon Nov 06, 2006 7:14 pm


I would very much like to see these pictures.....for I have a feeling I will never hold in my hands the Limited Edition of this album....

Poison_And_Kerosene


xXBloodyxLoveXx

PostPosted: Mon Nov 06, 2006 7:46 pm





Mmmm...
I bought that.
3nodding


PostPosted: Mon Nov 06, 2006 7:51 pm


Thanks for typing so much up!

diomedesofcrete


GigaCami

PostPosted: Tue Nov 07, 2006 1:08 pm


Oh, wow. You should get a metal!


About that Limited Edition one.......at the end where Ray and Frank are discussing songs...they discuss a B-Side called 'Kill All Your Friends.' What is that and why haven't I heard it yet?????
PostPosted: Tue Nov 07, 2006 2:11 pm


Oh, wow. I bought the Limited Edition, but that's really nice of you to do that for people who didn't. 3nodding

Hazardous Flowerbed


S E X L 3 X I A
Crew

PostPosted: Wed Nov 08, 2006 2:33 pm


Give me a shot to remember

And you can take all the pain away from me


Thank you so much for taking the time out to do that.
It was awesome to read and I'm going to have to buy it soon.


A kiss and I will surrender
The sharpest lives are the deadliest to lead
PostPosted: Thu Nov 09, 2006 3:21 pm


ILU. heart

SRYSLY.

System Virus

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Poison_And_Kerosene

PostPosted: Thu Nov 09, 2006 6:51 pm


We all bow down to praise you and thank you for your thoughtful consideration of those of us who are less fortunate to be able to buy that wonderful copy of the amazing album.

we heart heart heart heart heart heart you!!!!
PostPosted: Thu Nov 09, 2006 6:52 pm


heart you all make me so happy blaugh

Anyway, I hope to get more typed out tomarrow. I was out all day today.

Water

Romantic Hunter


System Virus

Fashionable Lunatic

PostPosted: Sun Nov 12, 2006 12:22 pm


Frankie's hilarious. rofl Loved reading that.

Oooh ooh, Ray's next! biggrin
PostPosted: Sun Nov 12, 2006 2:34 pm


*Throws love at you*
I can't thank you enough.

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Crentesa

PostPosted: Fri Nov 17, 2006 3:34 pm


I. LOVE. YOU.
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