My ears are still ringing, mostly because of all the high pitched teeny-bopper squeals. Especially after this latest album, Danger Days: The True Lives of the Fabulous Killjoys, I may have aged past this band. Teens do make for shorter beer lines, though. The new one is very poppy yet poignant, which come to find out after reading a Rolling Stone interview with front-man Gerard Way, is exactly what he set out to accomplish. And it has to be hard to follow the pinnacle of conceptual, The Black Parade, of which they unpredictably (by me anyway) played a handful of tunes including "Mama" and the appropriate, "Teenagers." I guess both songs would be appropriate seeing as how there were a lot of Mamas chaperoning. But don't get me wrong, they still burn up a stage and deliver a force of high-energy rock to be dealt with. I know for a fact I'm too old for the amoebic motion of a younger, floor level audience. After the first song, "Na Na Na Na Na Na," Way pleaded with the sardined sold-out crowd, literally and figuratively at his feet, to pick up anyone who dropped out of sight. Balcony is plenty comfortable for me, not to mention a much better view of the spastic band. They didn't quite play all of the new tracks but thankfully included "Vampire Money" which, for me, was worth the reasonable ticket price. Multi-color haired Emo-kids be damned, I'll probably see My Chem again.
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