Some Music Men

Alright so.

The boys (men now? men...) of fall out boy. Aside from the talent, aside from the fame, there is one word to describe them: grateful. They look like they've won the greatest job in the world by some crazy accident and couldn't be happier. They stand there and look at us like we all came to grant them one special wish, not collective, no, all seperate, but all the same, and just for them. Each of us looking back knows they have their own lives and we are not their sole source of happy. But for those moments. No one can even think of anywhere else. And making us feel so needed, so worthy of being there to see them because without us there would be no them, thats what definitively sets them apart from all else. Its makes us listening proud to listen.
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Guitarist Frank Iero of MCR plays as though his very life depends on it. His body, his soul, his very being all merge into one collective entity, melded together and manifested into something indescribable by any other way. Watching him is like watching a soul pour from his person live and in living color. and though I've only seen him on video, if his performance (which I don't think can rightly even be called a performance. it is.) that comes through is in any way telling, seeing him in person would evoke a level of awe only elicted by great masters of art. To understand the movement from far away means the real-life must be incomprehensible.

I swear I'm not gushing. These are just things as I see them.