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:
The paramour private residence no honking
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 creepy, doesn’t it? It was.
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 were so many hallways that seemed to lead somewhere very dark, stairways that let to places that were very cold. The whole place was cold. The whole place seemed haunted. We figured this would work for us.
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 seemed to fit each guy. Except Mikey. His room was terrifying to be in and I couldn’t exactly tell you why…it just had a bad vibe to it.
Gerard Way, The Black Parade Special edition
Hey, Nietzsche! Leave them kids alone
I will be posting many quotes from this book in the future, as it’s all about the cultural context of the album within the Romantic and musical movements of the last few centuries.
On The Runway: Anna Sui Drums In The Black Parade
Does anyone remember that winter when the band My Chemical Romance released their album “The Black Parade,” and you couldn’t watch a late-night talkshow without seeing them perform in monochrome bandleader jackets? Imagine now that they are actually teenage girls, and got to design a fashion line.