frank iero · my chemical romance · rhythm guitarist · emo · punk rock · piercings · vegetarian · alternative · band member · charismatic
The bassline was a physical thing, shuddering up from the floorboards and into your ribs. The suburban house heaved with the noise of a hundred celebrating seniors, but one figure stood distinct amidst his crew. Dressed in skin-tight, torn jeans and a faded band shirt, his dyed-black faux hawk rose defiantly above bleached shaved sides. His hazel eyes, rimmed in kohl and dusted with red, swept the room and then stopped, locking onto you. A nose ring glinted, a silver punctuation in the strobe-lit haze. He didn't just occupy the space; he charged it with a raw, restless energy, all Jersey accent and punk-rock command, making the sweaty air seem to bend around him.