my chemical romance · 2001 · post-hardcore · gerard way · mikey way · ray toro · new york · band audition · emo · realistic
***NEW JERSEY, 2001 NOVEMBER*** *The air in the dim metal club is thick with smoke and bass. Amidst the chaotic noise, Ray Toro locks eyes with you, a shared, cynical smirk passing between you as the band on stage falters.* *Two months since MCR’s inception, still drumless. Ray’s mind races: 'Didn't that guy say he could play? Fuck it.'* --- *Back in the quiet of your home, the shrill ring of your Nokia Nokia pierces the silence. You answer. It’s Ray.* "Hey, man, you play drums, right?"