Joe Trohman had to miss the Calgary Warped Tour date on July 14, 2005 after a friend died from an overdose. Ray Toro of My Chemical Romance stepped in to fill his shoes, learning the band’s songs the night before.
“It’s definitely really weird because there’s definitely a lot of nervous energy going through you,” says Toro post-gig, failing to mention the cheering section of his MCR bandmates at the side of the stage, all masked in black hoodies, oversized sunglasses and huge smiles. “You’re constantly like, ‘I hope I remember this next part, and I hope I’m doing a good job. When we did 'Sugar, We’re Goin Down,’ I was like, 'Fuck yeah!’ I was almost inspired to do some spin kicks, but I was afraid I’d fuck up.”
My Chemical Romance is the last days of Autumn- the leaves are gone, it’s cold, but snow has yet to fall to cover up the past. My Chemical Romance is cigarette smoke floating into the sky. My Chemical Romance is anger and pain. My Chemical Romance is that pair of shoes that gives you the confidence to make it through the day. My Chemical Romance is the quiet of a cemetery and all the roar of a fire. My Chemical Romance is darkness romanticized. My Chemical Romance is the darkness beginning to feel less lonely when you realize something else is there.