by Giovanni Paolo Panini

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Kiana Khansmith
taylor price
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we're not kids anymore.
Misplaced Lens Cap
noise dept.
trying on a metaphor

Love Begins
Sweet Seals For You, Always
styofa doing anything

PR's Tumblrdome
Claire Keane

Discoholic 🪩
Xuebing Du
Show & Tell

roma★
NASA
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@tboyvampire
by Giovanni Paolo Panini
when are they gonna make like a vetiver bergamot vape. for the thinkers & innovators
David Lynch: The Art Life (2016)
Day/photo 29
trent reznor probably loves anal
my Roman Empire is this line from the LOTMS version of “I Never Told You What I Do for a Living”
going back to the last post. gerard's playlist which he played as a dj
Siouxsie And The Banshees - Peek A Boo
Joy Division - Love Will Tear Us Apart
The Dresden Dolls - Girl Anachronism
Depeche Mode - Shake The Disease
Head Automatica - Beating Heart Baby
Pixies - Velouria
The Hives - Abra Cadaver
Morrissey - Last Of The Famous International
Playboys
The Cure - Why Can't I Be You?
Gwen Stefani - What You Waiting For
New Order - Temptation
David Bowie - Modern Love
Elvis Costello - (What's So Funny 'Bout) Peace, Love And Understanding
The Clash - Spanish Bombs
Cursive - Art Is Hard
The Stooges - Search And Destroy
Echo And The Bunnymen - The Killing Moon
Violent Femmes - Add It Up
Christina Aguilera - Dirrty
Bauhaus - Ziggy Stardust
(me dreaming about MCR): gerard and I are communing on the spirit plane
Ok so the theory that mcr could be working on a black parade sequel album matches up so well with the theory that "long live" and "good boy" are song titles because they are almost inverse versions of black parade titles
"Long live" is the inverse of dead! or the end- it is wishing a long life, which is the direct opposite of dead. Or maybe even the whole phrase "long live" the black parade is meant to be the inverse of welcome to the black parade?
"Good boy" matches up with house of wolves, both of them use dog imagery but the difference between them is that house of wolves is about strays and wolves and "good boy" appears to be a pet/tame in the trailer.
Idk just some thoughts, there may be something to this or it might just be coincidence.
i love this so much
how is his mouth so… big…
(me buying my best friend MCR tickets that they really can’t afford):
from each according to their means, to each according to their need
go white boy goooo
no white boy not like that
white boy i've never seen anyone fuck it up like that
the secretary’s presence in the halls of the great dictator offers such a swerve in her reading. she’s fascistic. she’s complicit. she, like the dog, is an arm of power, an agent of rule, a technology of authoritarianism. she’s not liberatory — or at least, she cannot so easily be rendered as such. my chemical romance is a band of always unfolding surprises
like what does it do for us (as fandom, as listeners, as readers) when we learn that the object of our erotic desire is a character whose presence signals the ways that apparatuses of rule can be beautiful? can be titillating? can capture our attention? what does it mean when the character we’ve been so easy to project liberatory meaning onto actually shows up in mcr/gerard’s text as handmaiden to the great dictator’s fascist decade? where does that take us? how does it change our own readings of these performances we had (and still have) limited context to? can we recoup her? must we disown her? does it matter? will it ever? is it, in the cynical parlance of our current apocalyptic age, really even that serious?
more importantly, would gerard (and frank and mikey and ray) play with this imagery if they thought that it wasn’t?
it’s clear in her (visual; symbolic) staging that the secretary (if she is even that) can never be “equal victim” of the great dictator as are repressed citizens, as is the black parade, as are those dead and buried — she’s symbolic not of the capacity for fascist redemption but of fascism’s seductiveness, of fascism’s ill-gotten gains, of the ways that fascism very well benefits some people and populations (yes, even women, yes, even queer people, yes, even marginalized group xyz here) at the bloody, violent, earth-shattering expense of others. her capacity to sit beside the great dictator in comfort is not evidence of her victimhood. it’s evidence that she, too, will happily wield power at the expense of the rest of the world. at the expense, perhaps, of the end of the world. my chemical romance is not a subtle band
simply thinking about him
gerard spending the last 20 years racking up emo street cred so she can finally put on the greatest german expressionist brutalist stage play this town has ever seen… genius