they were my favourite band in the world

what he says: i’m fine

what he means: my chemical romance is literally one of the best bands of our generation. their music has influenced so many people, inspired so many young artists and musicians, helped so many lost souls. despite being together for more than a decade, they stayed true to themselves and their fanbase until the end. they were incredible songwriters, amazing performers and everything they’ve ever created has so much power and meaning. maybe they didn’t manage to change the entire world, but they’ve definitely changed my life and their music is one of the reasons why i get out of bed every morning. it’s been five years since they broke up, but they will forever be my favourite band and i’m so grateful for everything they did. i really hope the world doesn’t forget them anytime soon.

anonymous asked:

Head cannon where Richie takes Eddie to a concert and Eddie feels all weird at first but he kinda gets with the music and ends up feeling really bold and leaves a hickey on Rich by the end and he walks out all proud while Richie is still trying to process his bold ass little boyfriend

(I’m so sorry this took so long but OH GOD I love this so much!!!)

“Let’s get a spot up the front!” Richie yelled over the loud crowd. His hand was clutching onto Eddie’s tightly with absolutely no intention of letting go. He knew how much the younger boy feared being around this many people. With germs being spread everywhere and dirt all over the ground, it was basically paying $50 for Eddie to experience his worst nightmare.

“I- I don’t know, Rich,” Eddie stammered. He stopped abruptly in the crowd, resulting in Richie falling backwards and into his chest as their hands were still connected.

Richie placed his hands on Eddie’s shoulders as he tried to calm down the younger boy. He’d thrown his asthma inhaler out a couple months ago, and it was times like this that Richie knew how badly Eddie missed that stupid blue puffer.

“Hey, I’ll keep you safe, okay?” Richie said as he stared into eddies eyes. “I won’t let go of your hand the whole time, I promise. Besides, it’s The Cure! We have to get a decent spot!”

Eddie reluctantly nodded and let Richie continue dragging him closer and closer towards the creaky wooden stage. They pushed passed people, Richie simply shoving his way through and Eddie apologising to everyone as they hurried by, and eventually they were there. Front row. Right where Richie wanted them to be.

“Just keep your promise, Richard Tozier,” Eddie whispered into Richie’s ear. “Do not let go of my hand.”

“I wouldn’t dream of it,” Richie replied.

Soon enough the lights in the small venue darkened, and out walked The Cure: one of Richie’s favourite bands in the whole world.

Richie cheered as loud as he could as the guitar and drums began playing, filling the entire place with screams from fans. Everyone pushed forward in an attempt to get as close to the band as possible, and Eddie found himself being pressed extremely close to Richie’s side.

“Soak it all in, Ed’s!” Richie yelled over the music. “Soon enough it’ll all be over and you’ll regret not loosening up a bit!”

Eddie took this in. He knew a lot of the songs from Richie playing them non-stop in his car whenever they would drive somewhere. Or in his bedroom on the cassette player. Or in Eddie’s bedroom on Eddie’s cassette player. No matter what, Eddie was always hearing The Cure somehow when he was with Richie.

He was recognising song after song as they played, and ever so slowly he began singing along. Richie looked over at his small boyfriend and admired how he knew every single word, and how he was gently bouncing up and down with a wide grin spread across his bright face.

Eddie turned to face Richie at the same moment. Their eyes never left each other’s as “Friday I’m In Love” played behind them. Eddie’s mind was whirling and the adrenaline had kicked in, and before he could process what he was doing, he stood on his tippy toes and pulled Richie’s face onto his own.

It felt like the crowd was cheering for them. For these two 18 year old boyfriends who were making out at a concert. And that gave Eddie that extra bit of courage he needed to move his lips from Richie’s soft ones, and latch on to his neck instead.

Richie wrapped his arms around Eddie’s neck, savouring this rare moment he knew he wouldn’t be experiencing for a long time to come. Eddie placed his hands gently on Richie’s hips and pulled the tall boy as close to him as humanly possible - although the amount of people that were shoving up against them did help Eddie out there.

“What the fuck,” Richie whispered in confusion as Eddie pulled away and placed a short kiss to his boyfriends lips. He was trying to figure out what had come over Eddie. He’d never given Richie a hickey in the 3 years they had been together! “I need to take you to concerts more often.”

Eddie chuckled. “I won’t complain if you do,” he replied cheekily.

The two boys watched the rest of the show and when the last song finished, they walked out hand in hand as they had been for the entire set. Eddie’s chin was pointed upwards with pride as he loudly repeated over and over again, “wow, that’s one damn fine hickey you’ve got there, Richard Tozier! I wonder who gave it to you?!”

And Richie laughed and shoved Eddie’s shoulder, then quickly pulled him back into his side and kissed his forehead delicately.

“Why, the one and only Edward Kaspbrak did!”


This really sweet lucky person won a meet and greet in Australia. Here’s her story:

“I remember you” those were the first words Brendon said to me when he walked into the room. I was at work when I found out I had won meet and greet with my favourite band in the entire world. A band I have been supporting for 12 years of my life and when he walked into the room I have never felt more happiness. I spent almost 20 minutes with him, showing him the 2 Panic! tattoos I have, talking about the album, the tour, his dogs, my dogs, the drunk history of fall out boy, the spongebob musical, literally everything. He was so kind and so grateful and I’ve never felt more honoured to support a musician that cares so much about his fans, I will never be able to thank him enough.

If you wanna follow her this are her social media: emilyxgrace on insta    and itsemilytxylor on twitter

A video posted by Emily Taylor (@emilyxgrace) on Jan 31, 2017 at 2:26pm PST

anonymous asked:

Pick any ship for this so yeah uh at the quarry on a sunny weekend morning, one of the losers goes on a walk and theyre suddenly stopped by a faint singing voice. They slowly walk closer to it, curious to see who owns such an angelic voice, and imagine their surprise (and heart eyes) when they see its stan, softly singing while doing some bird watching. Bonus: Georgie somehow finds out and reckons stans the ultimate disney princess who serenades animals

Yesssss!!! I love this! I know for a fact Stanley has the voice of an angel and I am 100% here for people falling for him for it!!! I went with stenbrough cause it worked in better with Georgie and also I hope you don’t mind but I changed it from the quarry to the barrens

(the song stan’s singing is please, please, please let me get what I want by the smiths cause if you haven’t guessed already british bands in the 80’s and Stanley Uris are my life)

Saturday. Bill Denbrough’s favourite day of the week, no school, no chores, he had the whole day to do whatever he wanted without a care in the world. He lay in bed and thought about what he would get up to that day, video games with Richie? Help Mike at the farm?

“Bill!! Biiiiilly!!!

His thoughts were broken when he heard his little brothers voice from downstairs and he rolled his eyes. He’d promised Georgie they’d build a dam at the barrens and he couldn’t break his promise.

“I’m u-up Georgie, ju-just gimme a mu-minute!”

He heard Georgie’s tiny feet thudding on each step as he ran to Bills room

“Bill, you promised!!”

Bill pretended to be asleep and tried to suppress a laugh when the littlest Denbrough let out an exasperated huff and jumped on the bed

“Get up! Get up! Get up! GET! UP!”

“Okay Guh-Georgie I’m up, no needtuh break my bed” his little brother looked at him with wide eyes and a pouted lip and Bill couldn’t hold back his laugh anymore

“Are you sh-sh-ure you don’t want Ben to come with us? H-he’s way bu-better at building dams than I a-am”

Georgie shook his head vigorously “No! Just us”

They got dressed, had breakfast and headed out into the Saturday morning sunshine. They walked to the barrens (his mother had forbidden Georgie from riding double on silver, terrified the small child would go flying off the back), it was a long walk but in the hazy summer morning it was enjoyable. They were hand in hand, Georgie skipping next to Bill and telling him about his week at school and about his new friends.

They were both quiet when they got to the barrens, enjoying the comfortable silence as they listened to the nature around them and that’s when they heard it

“Good times for a change, see the luck I’ve had, can make a good man turn bad”

The voice was soft, an almost whisper but it cut clearly through the quiet morning. It was angelic. Bill looked down and pressed a finger to his lips motioning for his little bother to be quiet, Georgie nodded and imitated the gesture back at his brother.

“Let me, let me, let me, let me get what I want this time”

They gently walked toward the voice, Bill mesmerised by the melody

“Haven’t had a dream in a long time, see the life I’ve had, can make a good man, bad”

They could see where the voice was coming from now and crouched behind a boulder to avoid being seen. A small boy was sitting cross-legged on the grass, a mop of curly hair on his head and a hand outstretched full of something Bill couldn’t quite see. It was Stanley Uris, he sometimes hung around with Bill and the other losers but mostly kept to himself, Bill didn’t know he could sing. Once he had gotten over the awe of how stunning Stanley looked sitting there he noticed his hand again, there was a small white and black bird perched on one of his fingers literally eating from the palm of Stan’s hand. He was singing to the bird.

“He’s just like Snow White, Billy” Georgie said in a hushed voice “Do you think he’s a prince?”

“So, for once in my life, let me get what I want, Lord knows it would be the first time”

Bill shrugged his shoulders, too stunned for worlds

“Lord knows it would be the first time”

When Stan stopped singing and the little bird flew off, Georgie took this as the perfect chance to ask his burning question

“Hey mister, are you a prince?”

Bill saw Stan jump at the sudden noise and quietly scalded Georgie for being so tactless

“Sorry?” Stan asked perplexed

I said, are you a prince?” Georgie asked again making his way over to where Stan was sitting

Bill wanted to ground to swallow him whole, maybe Stan hadn’t seen him? Maybe he could just hide behind the boulder?

“No, I’m not a prince” he said it with a kind voice, one reserved especially for dealing with curious kids like Georgie “Hey Bill”


“Hu-h-hey St-Stanley” he walked over to where his friend and little brother were sitting on the grass “we’re ruh-r-really sorry fu-for interrupting you”

“It’s okay, it’ll be nice to have the company”

He sat beside Stan and watched as he chatted to Georgie, Bill didn’t think he’d ever see anything as perfect in his whole life

“Y-y-you suh-suh-“ he couldn’t get the words out, Stan was looking at him and he felt his heart beat a little too fast in his chest

“Billy thinks you sing beautifully Stan”

He blushed profusely but internally thanked Georgie for having his back

“Thanks Bill” and Stan’s normally pale skin was blushed scarlet too

It became a regular occurrence after that, Bill and Georgie would meet Stan at the barrens and they’d talk and laugh and listen to Stan sing their favourite songs. Yeah, Saturdays were still Bill’s favourite day of the week, but he looked forward to them even more now

ID #76684

Name: Jordyn
Age: 15
Country: Canada

Hello! My name is Jordyn (obviously) and I’m 15 but turning 16 at the end of March! By the way, I am a girl in case you were wondering (most people think my name is only a boy name lol) I’m a very shy person so I have a bit of a tough time making new friends at school so I would love to meet people from across the world!
Some of my interests include photography, art, girls (lol), and music. My favourite bands/artists include Daisy The Great, Panic! At The Disco, Aurora, The Beatles, Creedence Clearwater Revival, Troye Sivan, Steve Miller Band, Dodie Clark, Harry Styles, and Zolita. I basically love any type of music (except for heavy metal sorrrryyy) I also LOVE musicals! My favourites (so far) are Hairspray, Rent, The Book Of Mormon, Falsettos, Grease, Hamilton, Rocky Horror Picture Show, and Heathers. I’m also trying to get into some older ones as well!
Making friends with people around the world is super interesting to me! Just to hear about how things are different in other places is crazy and cool to me!
Other facts about me: I have a record player, I LOVE vintage things, my favourite colour is yellow, my favourite flowers are daisies and sunflowers, I LOVE Disney movies, my favourite artist is Vincent Van Gogh, I love pin-up art, I have two dogs and two cats, I want to be an English (literature) teacher when I’m older (don’t worry I’m not a crazy grammar person aha), and mental health is super important to me!
Well, I look forward to meeting some of you! :)

Preferences: Age: 14-19 (Just around my age)
No racist, sexist, homophobic, transphobic people cause I, myself, am a gay. I also believe in equal rights so don’t be rude please.
As long as you’re a kind person your gender doesn’t matter :)


Catfish and the Bottlemen, The Roxy Live, Argentina | 29th March, 2017

Gifs from my videos | Part 1

So, Im gonna get emotional, read it or not. Sorry for the bad english.
This show was the best concert I’ve ever been, why? Simple, Catfish is my favourite band in the world (after Oasis) and I never thought I could ever see them, you know? Cause Argentina is so far away, and they are not the bigger band, but when Lollapalooza said they were coming I cried, and when they announced the sideshow I cried even more. It was a dream come true to see them live and be on the fence.
It was better to finally meet them, I saw them FOUR TIMES IN A DAY. They are so fucking nice that in a moment Argentinian fans felt like friends with them.
I love every human that is part of Catfish (you got me Bob) but I have to be honest. Van is the love of my life, I mean for real. When you meet the person you’ve seen a millions times on a screen, its unreal. There`s no feeling that can describe it.
And Van being the nicest guy on earth didn`t helped me get overed it.
So, I had THE BEST WEEK of my life. I saw them live twice in a weekend and I met and hugged them so many times I can`t even tell.
I really need to say thanks, thanks to the band for being so pacient and loving, thanks to the fans who were so calm, and of course thanks to all the amazing people that I met in four days. I made so many friends and memories that I can`t be happier. All I wish is for this to repeat.

Love, Nachi.

Measure 74

So this is the “Measure 74” story.

My favourite teacher in the whole freaking world is my band director and he’s makes jokes during rehearsal.

This one rehearsal we were messing around and I raised my hand for a question. Our band director points a bass drum stick thing at me and asks “where are you from?”

I was really tired and went “screw it” and started to ask my question about measure 74 in the sheet music.

Our band director was like, “but where are you from?” and me being me I just said “measure 74”.

And my band director went with it.

“Yes, measure 74 what is your question”

anonymous asked:

Do you have any recommendations for biographies about The Beatles? I’ve read Here, There, and Everywhere by Geoff Emerick and I want to read more.

Gosh, loads!

  • Beatles ‘66: The Revolutionary Year by Steve Turner (Focuses on 1966. This is currently my favourite Beatle Book. The detail is amazing! I want Steve Turner to do all the other years!)
  • The Beatles Anthology by The Beatles (Of course! The accompaniment to the documentary series).
  • Lennon Remembers by Jann S Wenner (The Rolling Stone interviews)
  • Lennon, The Definitive Biography by Ray Coleman
  • Abbey Road to Ziggy Stardust by Ken Scott (If you liked Geoff Emerick’s book, you might like this one too. Ken Scott’s biography).
  • The John Lennon Letters edited by Hunter Davies
  • The Longest Cocktail Party by Richard DiLello (Unique insight into Apple. This one is excellent).
  • Ticket to Ride by Larry Kane
  • When They Were Boys by Larry Kane
  • The Beatles by Hunter Davies (The Beatles official biography published in 1968)
  • A Cellarful of Noise by Brian Epstein (Ghostwritten by Derek Taylor, Brian’s biography from 1964)
  • John by Cynthia Lennon 
  • Many Years From Now by Barry Miles (My favourite Paul biography)
  • My Kid Brother’s Band by Louise Harrison
  • Beatles Gear by Andy Babiuk (Focuses on the Beatles instruments)
  • A Hard Days Write by Steve Turner (The inspiration behind the Beatles songs)
  • Living in The Material World by Olivia Harrison (Accompaniment to the film, and utterly fabulous!)
  • Photograph by Ringo Starr (Ringo’s photos)
  • I Me Mine by George Harrison (Not so much an autobiography, more about George’s lyrics)
  • The Beatles in Liverpool by Spencer Leigh
  • Ringo Starr by Alan Clayson (Because there’s so few in depth books on Ringo). 
  • John, Paul and Me Before The Beatles by Len Garry
  • The Beatles: The True Beginning by Roag Best with Pete Best and Rory Best
  • John Lennon: In My Life by Pete Shotton
  • Wonderful Today/Tonight by Pattie Boyd

Some of these aren’t always the best written, but they contain a unique insight or the story from a different point of view. I’ve been reading Beatle books for 20 years and my ‘To Read’ pile is still a lot bigger than my ‘Read’ pile! I wrote this out once and then lost it, so I’m sure theres some I’ve forgotten and some I’ll think ‘should have included that!’ in a day or so. You can’t really go wrong. (Just avoid anything by Albert Goldman or Geoffrey Giuliano). 

Thank you for your ask! Happy reading!

Blogger Blues (Ben Bruce) (Asking Alexandria)

Word Count: 879


You were a pretty popular music blogger and had a successful YouTube channel that was centred around your love of music and video games. There was nothing more you loved to do than attend concerts of your favourite bands, but luck had dealt you a crappy hand when you tried to get tickets to see Asking Alexandria but they mysteriously all sold out. This never happened to you and you were upset because they were your favourite band of all time, it may have started because you had a crush on Ben but as the years passed it became all about their music and lyrics.

You open up a new blog post on your site and decide to update your readers, they loved hearing your funny concert stories but this week they’d have to do without. It was a pretty simple post explaining that the tickets were sold out and you were upset because they were your favourite band etcetera, but it served its purpose to get all your negative feelings out.


For some strange reason my social media had been blowing up all day, yes being in a band meant I got my fair share of Twitter notifications but my phone wouldn’t stop vibrating. I had enough and excused myself from the tour bus much to the relief of the guys who had threatened to break my phone if I got one more notification.

As I scrolled through the hundreds of notifications I recognised who my followers were tweeting about. y/n was well known in the band world, she’d done interviews and YouTube videos with other band members but never with Asking Alexandria because the work schedules always seemed to clash. Her blog was quite an amusing read because she didn’t hold back; it was safe to say I was a fan of hers and knew that she liked the band.

Multiple tweets mentioned her most recent blog post and how she wasn’t able to get tickets to see us perform tonight and that I should do something because I was Ben Bruce. I could easily get her a backstage pass and it would be a great excuse to meet her in person, her Fifa videos had all the guys in stitches and they’d thank me later.


You normally ignored your Twitter DMs but something told you to read the one that just made your phone ping. You weren’t expecting anything grand until your eyes landed on the sender and you let out an inhuman noise and started jumping around your living room. Thankfully you lived alone so could freak out without your parents telling you to be quiet. Ben Bruce from Asking Alexandria had messaged you, why the hell would he message you of all people? Then you remembered your blog post and put two and two together.

@benjaminbruce: Heard you wanted to come to show tonight. Meet me at stage door at 6 and I’ll give you a backstage pass, can’t have our biggest fan missing out…

You had the best fans ever, they must have pestered Ben to death after you posted. Now you had less than an hour to get ready and meet Ben at stage door. You sent a silent prayer that this wasn’t some sick joke, because that would break your heart if he ended up making a fool of you.


6pm rolled around and I had to tell the guys because they questioned why my eyes were constantly on the stage door, they were equally ecstatic to meet y/n but said they’d keep their cool because of their reputations. At about five past my phone pinged and I saw a message from y/n stating she was outside. I all but ran to the door and flung it open nearly smacking y/n in her beautiful face; shit did I just call her face beautiful? I tried to compose myself while she laughed and brushed some of her candyfloss green hair off of her face.

“Why Ben was someone eager to see me?”

I scoffed before dangling the backstage pass above her head causing her to pout, she was a lot smaller in person then what you saw behind the computer screen.

“If anything you’re eager to see me y/n. I read your blog so I know I’m your favourite member. What do I get in return for this pass?”

Her face blushed red and I knew I had her, but then she composed herself and tapped her fingers on her chin before smiling.

“If you give me the pass I’ll kiss you Ben. Clearly you’re a fan of mine because you’re talking about a pretty old blog post.”

Was she being serious? I leant down and she stood on her tip toes, but before I could kiss her she smirked against my lips and grabbed the pass from my hand.

“If you want the kiss Bruce you’re going to have to earn it.”

She laughed and put the pass around her neck before patting my shoulder. I shook my head and grinned.

“Oh it’s game on y/n.”

Her eyes widened and she all but ran behind me through the stage door with me quick on her heels. No one left Ben Bruce hanging, I would get my kiss.

The lead singers from two of my favourite bands. Thank you for all the amazing music, all the beauty and positivity that helped me get through many a harrowing school year.  

To Fall Out Boy, for music that inspires fierceness and strength and spirits high enough to conquer the world; the swells and dips of music that cushion against the pain of sadness.

To Onerepublic, For the otherworldly music interwoven with the notes of ethereal planets beyond our own; For uplifting brilliance that rings with the spirit of living life to the fullest.


Some drawings from ages ago: Part 1


Tony’s POV

I trailed behind Erin, Chloe, Cameron and Liz while we wandered through the streets of San Myshuno to the Old Salt House.

“Looking a little absent-minded there man, everything alright?” Adrian nudged my arm, meeting my eyes warmly. Adrian approached me after Reece dashed off on my first day of school, insisting it was his duty to take me under his wing. I’d be lying if I didn’t say I appreciated it. He’s been nothing but smiles and good vibes, a really lovely guy like Reece said.

“Sorry, just taking it all in. I’ve never been to San Myshuno before,” I smiled, studying the skyline around us.

“Well you’re in for a treat. The sunset by the waterfront is undoubtedly my favourite thing in the world; and the Old Salt House sometimes has some great bands playing. I’ll have to take you to a show,” He pointed towards the renovated warehouse ahead of us where the rest of our friends were gathering.

“Hey Tony! Can you take my picture? I look good today,” Erin grinned at me, perching on the edge of the wall surrounding the property. I laughed, grabbing my camera and aiming it towards her.

“You really have a knack for this, T,” Erin rubbed my arm enthusiastically, thanking me passionately.

“Is there anything on today?” Adrian called from behind me, peering into the venue.

“Doesn’t look like it,” Chloe mumbled, sitting against the wall.

“We can’t stay here, can we?” I looked around nervously.

“We come here all the time, public property dude. Take a seat and let’s get to know you,” Erin gestured to the ground as they all took their seat on the concrete.

“Alright, I’m not as interesting as I might seem.”

These are my favourite days of Michael. 

Young and free, how he should be. 

This is how I like to remember him.

A captivating cheeky young thing. An intelligent and gorgeous mind with an even more gorgeous heart.

Those eyes had the ability to make anyone feel special. He made you feel like the only person in the room. Like you were most important, therefore leaving a touching mark on you.

It’s been nineteen years since you departed from earth and yet, not a day goes by where you aren’t missed or thought of. For me personally, you’ll always be my favourite. You were my introduction to Rock n’ Roll. 

You were the true essence of a rockstar but you still had a dignified and charming manner to you that ultimately made you intolerably sexy, haha. 

At the age of fifteen, you quickly became everything to me.

And you still are. Among the voices I listen to, you are my all time favourite. Your band is my first and forever favourite. My adoration for you continues to grow every time I go back and listen to the greatest hits.

The nostalgia that hits me as a young’s bitter-sweet. You taught me so much about the world, haha. A world I never knew about until you sparked my interest. 

Sex, drugs, and rock n roll. 

Nah, nah, nah, I’m kidding. Kind of, haha.

Your intelligence..I don’t think enough people know about how articulate you really were. I could’ve listened to you talk for hours. Your unique insight and opinions are ones I continually treasure till this day. I can only hope your poetry gets released someday.

My dearest Michael..I think the world of you. I still cannot comprehend how insecure you were about yourself. You were and still are, incredibly beautiful. Inside and out. 

And just like my favourite song of all time demands,

…I wouldn’t change a thing.

Rest In Peace, Hutch.

We’ll never forget you.

Meeting Brad on a Train The Vamps Imagine

The best thing about living away at University was being able to get on the train with your suitcase and know that you were on your way home.  I study English Literature down in London, and although I only live in Manchester, I don’t visit home as often as I should. We’re so bogged down by work and reading that I just get cooped up in the University bubble and forget that I actually have family and a dog that are desperate to see me at home. This is why I’m so thankful for Reading Weeks. I’ve booked my train home, reserved my seats and I’m so hyped to get back to my bedroom and my friends and of course my dog.

Dragging my suitcase behind me, I excused my way through the station being careful not to hurt anyone, and occasionally standing on a few people’s feet. I’d already got my tickets from the little machine, so I just needed to find my platform. That’s the one thing I hate about train stations; platforms. They’re just so confusing, and London Euston station reminds me of an airport, the whole having to wait for your train to be called thing doesn’t do for me. I take my seat next to an old couple who are sharing their cheese sandwiches; talk about relationship goals and open my book on my lap. We’ve been given a copy of ‘The Great Gatsby’ to have finished by the end of the week, so I best get started now. The thing I like about being asked to read things is that it’s not like work for me, because I genuinely enjoy getting out a book and losing myself in a plot and a character. Do I sound nerdy?

The 18:45 Virgin Train Service to Manchester Piccadilly will be departing from Platform 4”

I pick my head up from my book, shove it quickly in my bag and route around for my tickets. I can see everyone rushing to the platform and I’m so glad my mum made me reserve my tickets. I didn’t think this train was going to be so busy; what’s great about Manchester anyway. I finally find my train tickets at the bottom of my bag, as always, pick up my case and make my way to platform 4. I’m on Coach B, Seat 56 so I make my way down. I’m helped by one of the stewards to lift my case onto the train and then make my way down to my seat, only to find that it’s been taken.
“Excuse me, um, Hi”
The man, his wife and their two children look at me, shocked.
“I think you’re sat in my seats”
“Well I think you’re mistaken, we’ve booked these seats”
“That’s strange, it says I’m sat here too”
I show  the man my ticket, looking around me the train is beginning to fill up, there’s nowhere for me to sit.
“There must have been some mistake” he replies, handing me my ticket back and showing me his own.  “We’re not moving so go and find somewhere else”.
“I’m sorry?”
“I said go and find somewhere else to sit, we’re not moving from here”
“There’s no need to take that attitude with this young lady sir”
I turn around to see one of the staff, who work on the train, looking down and the man and his family.
“But she’s demanding we move, there’s been a fault with your company clearly as these seats are double booked. And because we were here first, we will not be moving from this train. Finished.”
“Well sir, if you’re going to take that attitude, we’re going to have to move this young lady to another seat on the train…If you’d like to follow me madam”
The young man looked at me, smiled, and started to walk down the train. Dragging my suitcase behind me, I followed him. I didn’t know where he was planning on taking me; the train was already full as it was. Then we entered the first class section of the train. It was quiet, almost empty in fact. I guess people just won’t pay the prices.
“Excuse me, I didn’t pay for a first class ticket”
“I know you didn’t but because there’s been a mix up in the system, and because you booked a seat on the train, take this as our apology to you. You’ve been upgraded”
He smiled, and then made his way back down the train to check that everything was in order. Talk about a strange journey.

Picking up my heavy case, I tried to put it on the baggage stand, but I was having a little bit of trouble. I’m not the strongest person in the world, and this suitcase was not playing along with me.
“Need some help?” A guy with long hair and a beard asked.
“Um, yeah…sorry” I laughed
“Don’t worry about it” He smiled, picking up the case straight away and walking away back to his friends. There were five of them, who were sat on the next table opposite me. I took a seat by the window, put my headphones in and re-opened my book as I watched the train whiz past the beautiful British Countryside. One of the guys sat opposite, with curly hair and beautiful brown eyes couldn’t stop staring at me. I didn’t think much of it at first, but every time I’d look up, his eyes would be focused on me, and he’d smile. I smiled back, being friendly as you do, and continued to read my book. Do you ever have music playing and just forget that your playlist had stopped because you’re so into the book you’re reading? Well that’s what happened to me. I was in a trance. I was in the world of Gatsby.
“Brad stops staring at her man!”
I looked up to see the curly haired boy still staring, and his friend next to him, a tall skinny boy, nudging him and laughing.
“I’m so sorry if he’s creeping you out”
Taking my headphones out, I looked at the boy and asked what he’d said
“I said, my friend here thinks you’re beautiful!”
The curly haired boy was blushing in the corner, as his friend continued to laugh.
“SHUT UP MAN!” The curly haired boy shouted, digging his elbow into his friends side
“Yeah Tris, stop it man”

I shook my head and laughed at the boys childish antics and put my book away. There’s only so much reading you can do in one day. I put my headphones back in and started on my new playlist. The 1975 & The Kooks; my favourite bands. Putting my head against the window, I watched the world pass me by. The next thing I know, I the light next to me is blocked by a shadow and I see the curly haired boy stood over me. I think he’s been speaking to me but I’ve not been able to hear him.
Taking my headphones out, I look up at him
“I said, was that the Kooks you were listening too?”
“Yeah it was!” I smiled
“Awesome band” He replied taking a seat opposite me
“Oh god, was I playing my music that loud?”
“Just a little, but you were playing some tunes, so it’s all good by me”
I looked down and laughed.
“Brad” He said, holding out his hand
“(Y/N)” I replied, shaking it.
“So, I’d like to apologise for my friend being an absolute dick before”
“Oh, It’s er, it’s no problem”e He lhhh
“But I’d like to take you out some time”
I looked at this guy, this guy I hadn’t even known for five minutes, this guy who was asking me out on a date.
“You know nothing about me…”
“But I’d like to get to know you. Listen, I’ll leave you my number okay, if you want to meet up some time, give me a ring, and I’ll be happy to hear from you”
He wrote his number down quickly on a napkin and walked back to his friend, flashing me a quick smile.

I picked up the napkin and tapped his number into my phone. I mean, he was cute, and he seemed like a genuinely nice guy. Plus he had a great taste in music. If I just text him for a little while, and if we don’t get along, I don’t have to speak to him again do I?
Hi” I text
I looked over to see him feeling for his phone in his pocket, he picked it up and looked straight up at me. I gave him a smile and we talked for the rest of the train journey.

That was the day I first met my boyfriend, Brad Simpson; that cheeky lad from Birmingham with insanely curly hair.


Tag Game: 11 Questions

Thanks girl for tagging me, @theperksofbeingadreamer 👊🏻 

Answer the questions and create your own 11 questions.

1. What was your first thought this morning? 
I can’t remember entirely, but I think it was either coffee or something about Reform Liberalism because of an assignment I’m working on. 

2. What’s your favourite perfume?
I recently got perfume from Lush called “Amelie Mae,” and I love it 😍

3. If you were an Eevee, which Eevee would you be?
Hold on, I have to Google my options… Leafeon 🍃

4.What’s your favourite accessory?
I have this multi-coloured scarf with tassels, it’s the perfect statement scarf. 

5. With which band are you currently obsessed?
I have been listening to Jimmy Eat World a lot lately!

6. What’s your everyday hairstyle?
Good ol’ messy bun.

7. Where do you see yourself in ten years from now?
Graduated, working as a Social Worker/own my own Art Therapy office, babies hopefully.

8. Which three emojis are the ones you use the most?
😊😂 💕

9. What inspires you?
Other women in my life. But also realizing how far I have come and all that I have learned already. 

10. What was the best thing which happened to you this month?
Celebrating my birthday and our anniversary 😊

11. What would you wish for on a shooting star?
It sounds kinda vague, but stability ✨

My Questions:

1. What are you hopeful for in October?

2. What’s something you miss from childhood?

3. In a movie about your life, who would you want to play you?

4. Is there a weird food combination that you love?

5. What is your favourite Disney movie?

6. What was your favourite toy as a kid?

7. When I say “home-cooked meal,” what meal comes to mind?

8. What is a guilty pleasure show that you love to watch?

9. What is your signature dance move?

10. Do you prefer sweet or savoury foods?

11. What are you most looking forward to this Fall/Autumn?

I tag: @secondhandbookworm @therealprincesszeanah @lost-in-books94 @slow-readers @iamactuallyabat 

The Kids From Yesterday

Yesterday a friend and I travelled eight and a half hours to see a gig; as I write this, we’re in the car on the way back.
The show was a cover night, with bands playing songs from all the classic mid-2000s bands - Fall Out Boy, Panic! at the Disco, The Used, Taking Back Sunday and of course, My Chemical Romance. About 80 kids filled a little basement venue in the centre of Adelaide and it may be one of the best things I’ve ever experienced.

I’m not going to say much on how good the bands were; partially because I feel it’s not really my place but mostly because it didn’t matter. Sure, some bands messed up. Some vocalists didn’t know all the words. But it really didn’t matter. There was a room full of kids who just wanted to hear their favourite songs played, to celebrate their favourite bands, and that’s all that was important. I do have to comment on the My Chemical Romance cover band though. I never got to see MCR live. I never got to experience their crowds. And even though it was only about 80 kids, hearing everyone absolutely sing their hearts out to every single song was incredible. It was obvious that they were the band who’d drawn the crowd; everyone stopped and payed attention when they started playing. I was tearing up by the end of it and I know many other people were too - for any number of reasons. For me, it was hearing some of my favourite songs in the world, played by and to the kids they were made for, and hearing those kids respond like it was their last night on earth. I was fortunate enough to be on stage when they played Cancer acoustically, and it was beautiful. There was so much emotion in that room, so much power. By the end of the set (including the improvised encore of “The Take Over, The Break’s Over” by FOB) my throat was raw, my heart was beating double time and I felt like I could do anything. Gerard Way said that MCR is an idea, not just a band, and I think that’s true of the whole scene. Somewhere in amongst 80 people in The Bluebee Room in Adelaide, I saw the very heart and soul of this music. It wouldn’t matter if all the big bands in the scene split up tomorrow; there’d be a generation of kids rising up in their place, inspired by the legacy they leave in their wake.

Last night I saw some old friends and made some new ones. I laughed, yelled, clapped, played tambourine, and sang to some of my favourite songs ever. But more than any of that, I felt the strength and beauty of our scene. I saw how this music has effected these kids, and how these kids will affect this music. I saw everything I imagined our scene was, and so much of what it could become. And all of this in about 80 kids in a tiny basement venue in the middle of Adelaide.

THE CREASES Favourites Of 2015

We’re going to be posting some of our favourite tunes (& why) from the past year over the coming month leading up to Triple J’s Hottest 100. First up is Joe’s

Swim Deep - ‘To My Brother’ // I have a lot of respect for any band that can change their tune dramatically and still nail it 100% while maintaining their fan base, and Swim Deep is a great example of doing that. I was never really into their earlier music, but as soon as I heard this I was hooked on it and everything else from their sophomore album ‘Mothers’, which has really cemented them as one of the best acid-house/early 90s uk revivalists around at the moment. Fingers crossed for an Aus tour soon.

Palma Violets - ‘English Tongue’ // My 4am drunk anthem for the first half of 2015, my girlfriend hates this song for that reason.

The Charlatans - ‘Come Home Baby’ // I can’t even fathom being in a band as old as The Charlatans and still producing tracks as good as this one. It’s simple but beautiful and the chorus hits so hard. I’m a sucker for gospel backups too.

Oh Mercy - ‘Sandy’ // One of my absolute favourites of the year. Cannot beat the feeling on this track - I’m mildly embarrassed to admit that I’ve shed a few tears singing along to this one in the car. ‘Without You’ is a close second from the album also.

Dorsal Fins - ‘Monday Tuesday’ // Absolutely love these guys and this track among many others from ‘Mind Renovation’. Frustrates me on a daily basis that these guys aren’t one of the biggest bands in the country right now.

Justin Bieber - ‘What Do You Mean?’ // 2015 has undoubtedly been the year of the biebs for a lot of people including myself, and this track & new direction have really made me a fan of everything he’s (/his writers are) doing at the moment.

The Harpoons - ‘Ready For Your Love’ // Another Australian band who I absolutely adore and cannot figure out why they aren’t selling out shows around the world. This song is a masterpiece, it shows so much restraint and amazing craftsmanship that The Harpoons always nail so perfectly. Bec’s voice is without a doubt one of the most beautiful in the country/world too.

Chairlift - ‘Cha-Ching’ // I’ve had a huge crush on Caroline Polachek for as long as I can remember, and this song has rekindled my love for her and Chairlift by a hundred-fold. Another perfect pop song of 2015 with some of the best production I’ve heard in a long time, the bass in particular is mind-blowing.

The Lulu Raes - ‘Burnout’ // This song is incredible and gives me some major Supergrass vibes. It took me ages to find out who it was after hearing it numerous times on the J’s, and I definitely wouldn’t have guessed that it was a Sydney band behind it. Fantastic production and melodies throughout.

Flowertruck - ‘I Wanna Be With You’ // One of the most loveable bands in Australia right now and it shines completely throughout this track. I first saw them supporting Babaganouj in Brisbane earlier in the year, where there wasn’t a single song in the set I didn’t love (and for that reason made sure we played with them on our last tour!). Can’t wait to see what these guys do next, if I was a label I’d be jumping through hoops to sign them.

The Weeknd - ‘I Can’t Feel My Face’ // Another guilty pleasure/drunk anthem of mine for 2015. Amazingly catchy melodies and vocals.

City Calm Down - ‘Rabbit Run’ & ‘Son’  // I can’t decide which CCD track is my favourite so I’ve included both of these. Jack has one of the most refreshing, wide-ranging and powerful voices I’ve come across in a while and it really shines on both of these tracks. Instrumentally these songs are flawless too. Can’t wait for the album tour in April.

Swim Deep - ‘Namaste’ // Another favourite from their sophomore ‘Mothers’. Everything about this track is catchy and creative. I especially love how the verse enters.

Communions - ‘Forget It’s A Dream’ // Standout track from Denmark band Communion’s 2015 EP. Very reminiscent of shoegaze giants RIDE (Leave It All Behind) & Chapterhouse (Falling Down) but fantastic nonetheless. Like with every band from Denmark, they’re all incredibly good looking as well ;) .

Public Access Tv - ‘Petti Peru’ // One of the best NYC guitar-based bands around who are continuously following up each great track with an even better one. This is my new favourite of theirs but will undoubtedly be replaced with whatever they release next. These guys will be huge so be sure to keep an eye on them if you are unfamiliar.

Peace - ‘Lost On Me’ // One of the standouts from their follow-up album ‘Happy People’, this song is some of their best pop yet. Special mention to my favourite album track ‘World Pleasure’ which I sadly can’t include as it was released late 2014.

Tame Impala - ‘Yes I’m Changing’ // Not much I can say about this song and Currents that you don’t already know. It’s incredible and my favourite release from Kevin so far.

Wolf Alice - ‘Giant Peach’ // I actually thought this was a new one from Vancouver band The Courtneys when I first heard it on the radio, so it took me a while to realise it was Wolf Alice, as I’d originally heard them when they were a folk act a while back. Nonetheless this track and their debut is amazing, it’s clear why they are one of the biggest bands in the world right now. 

Jamie XX - ‘Loud Places’ // Another anthem of the year. Best part of this song is clearly the Idris Muhammad sample in the chorus but Jamie’s production, arrangement and Romy’s vocals definitely have made it shine.

Bands We Wish Were Still Together...

In light of the Man Overboard announcement, we piled together a list of bands we’d love to see return to the stage!

With The Punches

Although recently playing a reunion show, With The Punches are unfortunately not getting back together. It’s a shame because these guys kick ass, with Seams & Stitches being one of my favourite pop punk albums of all time, it sucks I won’t get a chance to see them. Nevertheless, check them out if you haven’t gave them a listen!

Favourite Song: Face Value


One of my favourite bands, Fireworks were a bit different to any other pop-punk band and that’s what made them so great. They produced some of my most-loved records and put on a great performance everytime! Fireworks Forever!

Favorite Song: Detroit

Hostage Calm

After their sudden disbandment in March last year, Hostage Calm disappeared from the scene. It was sad news to those in the UK looking forward to seeing them on the tour with Man Overboard, but never the less they posted some pretty sick footage of their last ever show. Sweet band that should be remembered for the sick records they released in their 8 years of playing.

Favourite Song: Don’t Die On Me Now

Johnny Hobo And The Freight Trains

Pat The Bunny’s first band started off in 2000, the anarchist folk-punks had multiple releases before breaking up in 2007. If you’re a fan of protest songs and raw punk acoustics, this will be right up your street!

Favourite Song: New Mexico Song

Me Vs Hero

Easycore/Pop-punk legends Me Vs Hero played their last show on 26/04/15, I had the pleasure of being there and witnessing their final performance and I can still to this day say it was one of my favourite shows to date. Me Vs Hero were influential to a lot of bands in the UK pop punk scene, they were one of the few bands at that time that actually made a name for themselves not only nationally but around the world. They even took Neck Deep out on their first ever tour!

Favourite Song: Star Raiders And Space Invaders

Save Your Breath

Similarly to Me Vs Hero, Save Your Breath were one of the UK’s first Pop-punk bands to actually make a name for themselves, paving the way for some of todays big name bands. They toured with New Found Glory, made a split with Fireworks and Soupy from The Wonder Years features in one of their songs. Theres not much more you could ask for in a band, which is why they’re worth a moment of your time to listen to!

Favourite Song: Loud & Clear (ft Dan Campbell)

Crucial Dudes

Another influential band to some of the pop-punk bands of today, Neck Deep got their band name from a lyric in Crucial Dudes song “Boom, Roasted”. 61-Penn is another of my favourite albums and the reason being is that it’s just full of catchy in your face pop-punk, what else could you ask for?

Favourite Song: Small, Bent, And Ugly

Above The Underground

Little known UKPP band from Chester got together in 2009, they played across 11 countries and played hundred of shows. They should of definitely had a bigger following than they did before disbanding in 2014. Shortly before their break up they released a cracking album titled Sonder. Check it out!

Favourite Song: I Was Never Lost


Pierce the Veil and Sleeping with Sirens were so incredible, I had the best time! My favourite part was seeing King for a day live featuring Kellin that song has been my jam for so long now and I am so emotionally attached to it and omg it was so beautiful live!