I've frequently mentioned that My Chemical Romance is my biggest musical guilty pleasure. (Really similar to the Smashing Pumpkins in many ways.) The pleasure of MCR is nowhere more evident than in that they waste all of fifty seconds in Three Cheers for Sweet Revenge before getting to the first mall-punk, faux-goth, over-ridiculous chord change. That's the sort of emotional economy I can appreciate.
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