I can’t say a song has ever saved my life. Nor could I sit here and tell you a band’s existence has ever had to inspire me out of dark thoughts. I’m lucky, but I can empathize with those who do credit music and musicians as their saviours. I am not a very religious person.
Tag: my chemical romance
Gerard Way wasn’t being taken seriously enough as a graphic artist and was living in his mother’s basement when 9/11 happened. He was on commute from Jersey to New York where he worked at a job he wasn’t feeling fulfilled with and was battling depression, drug and alcohol abuse and was at one point suicidal.