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The World Must Know My Story

Dear followers: this is a prompt given by the Coheed and Cambria street team. A long, brutal, reminiscing story will follow. Scroll past if you are uninterested; I have no time to waste asking you to read. If you know me, have met me, or want to know me - I will suggest that you read, as this is the most anyone will ever know about me. Read and you may understand why I do what I do.

Warning: this post may be considered triggering in many ways.

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Coheed

to any of my actual followers on here, I doubt you’ll care too much for me going on and on about a band unless you like them too, so skip over this if you want to. I apologize for this large block of text.  

Anyways. Coheed and Cambria. Possibly one my biggest obsessions for the longest time. The music and the story. I’ve told how I got into Coheed before, liking one song and making the random decision to get the album that song was on. And I hated every thing on it except for that song. I can’t fully remember why, it just sounded odd. The song being Welcome Home, and the album being Good Apollo, I’m Burning Star IV Volume 1: From Fear Through the Eyes of Madness (took me forever to actually remember that by heart). I still remember expecting a bunch of awesome songs like Welcome Home and the first two tracks being the exact opposite. I kind of liked two other songs on the album, The Suffering and Wake Up. I ended up listening to it a couple times anyway, it slowly growing on me each time. I inevitably started to listen to it more and more as I liked it more and more. My girlfriend at the time witnessed me slowly getting obsessed with Coheed. My favorite song at the time was The Suffering and I listened that album constantly, watched the music videos (just in awe of Claudio’s hair once I saw it), and loved it more and more. Good Apollo Vol 1 is still my favorite Coheed album.

I eventually decided I wanted more Coheed. This was back when I bought CDs, but all I could find at the store was Live at Starland. I got it anyways and listened. I was incredibly disappointed. I understood later on that I fell in love with the sound they had on GA1. Coheed is constantly changing their sound, like most great bands do. The sound I was used to was darker and more mature when their older stuff I was listening to was much more punk and upbeat. But it grew on me after some time too. I remember sometime after getting into more of their music I heard something about a story the lead singer/guitarist Claudio had written affecting the music, but I didn’t look much into it. I didn’t get into bands or things as quickly back then. After some more time had passed I got my hands on Good Apollo Volume 2: No World for Tomorrow. I liked it, the first time I liked Coheed at first listen of the album, but I could tell immediately the sound was different from anything I’d heard. Which I should have expected, but to this day NWFT seems incredibly distant from the other albums. And probably my least favorite if I had to pick one. Even though it has one of my favorite songs, Mother Superior. 

I soon got the Last Supper DVD and decided to make it a quest to obtain the rest of their CDs. I got extremely lucky to find In Keeping Secrets a Walmart of all places and got the Neverender DVD set sometime after. I remember watching that constantly. That was the first time I had heard any Second Stage tracks. I didn’t listen to any Coheed music I didn’t own until I got the CD it was on. I don’t know why, but I didn’t want to ruin any surprise I guess. But I wanted to listen to the 4 Night Trek in whole and in order so I had to hear SSTB. And I loved it. Eventually it was the only album I didn’t own and I had to order it. It was right around then that I started to find other fans of the band, on twitter mainly. Other Kilgannons, other Children of the Fence, all really awesome people. And I started to get more interested in this story. I was able to read the SSTB comics and the GA graphic novel and I loved them. The writing, the art, and it made me love the music even more. I don’t really remember what happened between February and May of that year, 2010. I remember being depressed a lot. Not getting much of anything done. But that ended around May. I got back to doing what I love doing, making machinima. I met more and more awesome kilgannons. Especially Sam. Sam is probably one of the coolest people ever and I met her because of Coheed. I miss how much we talked back then. Which was, more or less constantly before I moved in July. I remember blasting Coheed in my house right before we left. 

After moving, I was barely able to keep in contact with people over twitter, including my girlfriend at the time (different girl than before, worth mentioning I guess). And then that girl broke up with me. Which at the time was just the worst thing ever. I don’t know why, because now I could list reasons why she wasn’t that special, important, worth my time or effort, but I won’t. Regardless, I felt terrible and an awesome Kilgannon talked to me afterwards and made me feel several times better. Matt, one of the most amazing people ever, messaged me, asked me if I was doing okay. I don’t even remember what else went on in this conversation but it helped. It helped a lot. And I got over all of that. Which, I suppose it isn’t much compared to other ways Coheed has affected people. Or much at all, it was just a break up. But even without that event, Coheed has just connected some really amazing people with great music and a fantastic story. I’ve seen so many wonderful relationships created by Coheed bringing people together. And I just can’t even put into words how much I love that. I’m incredibly grateful to have Coheed in my life. The music, the story, the other children of the fence, all of it inspires me in some way.

Anyways, extremely long post is long and I apologize for the large block of text you may not find interesting at all. I just love getting reasons to just type about something that’s important to me. 

Heedstory

Unlike several fans that I’ve met over the past few years at shows or through social networking sites, my story of how I found Coheed & Cambria is simple. I don’t have a deep or complicated story about how I was brought to this amazing band.

In 2004, I heard a single from In Keeping Secrets of Silent Earth:3 on a local ‘alternative’ radio station. I remember hearing A Favor House Atlantic so clearly because after the song ended, the host of the hour commented on Claudio’s voice saying something like, “Despite what the listeners may think, that is indeed a man….with his nuts caught in a vice grip.” I thought it was hilarious but at the same time I was intrigued by this guys voice and at the time I listened to this I was hanging out with my older brother, Matthew. He didn’t let on that he liked the song but a while later in 2005, he bought the Good Apollo album and we poured over the lyric booklet and listened to it endlessly. The album art of the guillotine seemed odd to me, but at the same time it just looked cool. As I listened to the lyrics and read along with the songs I had yet to learn, I remember thinking, “Oh shit, they’re that kind of band…" 

I played the hell out of that Good Apollo album and eventually stole it from my brother because he grew tired of listening to it after a few weeks. At this time I had no idea about the concept story, the comics or the incredible fanbase that supports Coheed so much. I was in my baby stages of Coheed fandom, but because Good Apollo was the first album that I listened to so intensely, this will forever by my favorite album. In 2006, I heard on that same radio station that had poked fun at Claudio’s voice playing a song from Good Apollo (The Suffering) and I was so surprised. I hadn’t heard Coheed on the radio much since the first time I heard A Favor House Atlantic. That day I heard the announcement that Coheed would be co-headlining a tour that would be in Kansas City with Avenged Sevenfold and a supporting band, Eighteen Visions.

I immediately knew that I had to be at that show. It took some pleading and bartering , but I got Matthew to take me along with him to the show. On Cinco de Mayo of 2006, I saw Coheed & Cambria live for the first time. Let me just say, I was not prepared for the moshing at all. That night of the show, when we returned to the house I found a fat welt on my face from where I had been hit earlier, but I didn’t remember how the hell I had gotten it. That show changed everything for me, it took a mild interest in an album into a full blown obsession. I remember hearing Delirium Trigger and getting chills from hearing the first few seconds of the song.

That night I logged into MySpace and went to Coheed’s page, and looked through the comments of people who had been at the show that night. I befriended a few of them just to have someone other than my brother to talk about the set with. That night I stayed up well into the night to talk about how amazing Coheed was with a guy named Thomas. He asked me what I thought about the concept and of course I was clueless, so he opened up the door about the story for me. Over the next few weeks I was dedicated to finding out more about the story and the albums that had been released previous to Good Apollo.

I worked my way back from In Keeping Secrets to Second Stage but still couldn’t get over my love for Good Apollo to take in the other albums as I should have. I had my favorites from those albums, but I didn’t put in as much time with them, yet. I read up on the summaries of the story on Cobalt & Calcium and signed up to be a member. I figured Cobalt would have been a treasure trove of knowledge for me, but shortly after I joined and stopped being a creeper on the forums, I posted on the forums only to be met with a rude asshole who flamed the hell out of me. I decided Cobalt wasn’t the place for me. I went back to MySpace and started to reach out to other Coheed fans that way, adding people who had Coheed-related display names.

There I "met” some Kilgannon girls and soon enough these girls had become some of my closest friends - from that moment on I knew finding Coheed was a blessing.

These weren’t just fans who shared a love of a band.

They were something more than that.

We were a family.