Today I feel obsessed with the niew single of My Chemical Romance. Even at We ♥ Redheads I've posted about Gerard Way's new look. But the truth is that I cannot stop listening to their new single (the first one of their new work) and the sentence that gives the title to this post.
Art is the weapon. I think that on these days full of doubts, where you don't know what's gonna happen with you and your life... art is the weapon. I mean, you need to take out all the shit inside you; maybe writting, singing, sewing, drawing...
I passed my monday re-writting my cv again, and makig a list wich the places I must visit tomorrow for leaving it. And making plans of future, if everything goes right. And singing, yes, singing almost all the day MCR's song and listening to bands the I used to listened all the time when I was 15 years old.
Life as a sympton. That makes me think about my actual life and the life I want to live. And I don't know if I'm on the right way, but I'm trying to find it and fight for my dream, of course. Maybe I'm on the wrong way, maybe not; but I don't want to feel my life as a sympton. Life must be bright and full of energy, with good and bad experiences. It's not a disease, it's a path that we all must walk, as dead.
And I guess if in this world, full of injustice and false people, full of selfish and shit... is there any place for art? Oh, creative people, where are you ad why do you hide?
I'm not talking only about art; I'm talking about everything related with art. Music, fashion... where did all the originality go? I know it must be somewhere, and for those who sounds arrogant today when they talk about their future... remember: everyone who won, at first, seemed arrogant.
And why I'm telling you this, you may ask? Art as a weapon. We want a revolution, and we want it NOW, YOU DAMNED!! Creative people, join all together and make some noise! Here we're starting with this, one of the "news" that I told you a couple of weeks ago:
I'm writting in this issue an article about vintage fashion. And we'll do more and better for the next number. Take a look. Give us your opinion. Make some noise. Lot of noise, indeed.
It's time for singing aloud "Na na na". We want you to hear us; you, who think that you're better than us.
Oh, kiss me, animal!
PS: I love when music makes me think nonsense things like this... but full of sense at the same time.