Danger Days: The True Lives Of The Fabulous Killjoys
My Chemical Romance took a break after The Black Parade, which many thought was the end of the band. Gerard took a trip to the desert, had a couple weird chats with narrative foil and soulmate/nemesis Geoff Rickly, and a few wild oversimplifications later we have their most controversial (at the time) album, Danger Days.
This album brings us banger after heart-wrenching banger, but what people heard was pop, oversaturated, and happy. To me, the terrible irony is that this is in fact their saddest record. It’s full of hope, sure, and the message remains (“keep running”), but they’re tired. They’re angry at the industry, at their label, tensions are forming within the band, and Gerard is becoming obsessed with the visuals for the album, with the characters. They’d go on to talk about getting lost in Party Poison (their red-haired laser-shooting alter-ego), in looking at himself in the mirror and not recognizing himself. This is the album that killed My Chemical Romance.
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