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January 2023
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crushes can substitute

I have a weird (I’m not sure eclectic can cover this) taste in music. I acknowledge this. I also tend to have music swings (kinda like mood swings, where I glom onto one band or kind of music for a while). But I think my need of an obsession is getting fed with music for right now.

Right now I’m crushing pretty hard on My Chemical Romance. The lead singer’s voice. The guitar’s curls (ohmygoddoIwanthisHAIR). The drummer (*breathes*). The bassist and second guitarist are damn cute. (I totally don’t konw anything about music really, I used wikipedia.) A long while back I heard Helena and loved it, but I think at the time it was Coheed and Cambria that I was listening to more. And Corsica. And some other random songs that Bear found for me. He’s amazingly good at finding me songs that I’ll love and I’d never find on my own.

I even remember Bear looking at the rest of that My Chemical Romance album and going, “Too bad they don’t have anything that comes close to Helena.” Some months pass and BEAR ends up crushing on Fall Out Boy. (I still don’t get them. I probably never will, although I think I might love Panic at the Disco if I give them half a chance. Maybe after the crush on MCR runs it’s course.)

So I think I was trying to get to how I fell into the crush on MCR, except that I don’t even remember how the rest of the story goes. But that song? I Don’t Love You? Makes me shiver. Literally. I don’t get the video, but the sound quality is better than the live versions I found on Youtube.

Too bad that my crush on Vampire Weekend died before it could go past a love of the song Oxford Comma. (that version is my favorite, but you can find the studio version here)