Does exactly what it says on the tin. Some of the nonsense contained herein may be very loosely related to The Sisters of Mercy, but I wouldn't bet your PayPal account on it. In keeping with the internet's general theme nothing written here should be taken as Gospel: over three quarters of it is utter gibberish, and most of the forum's denizens haven't spoken to another human being face-to-face for decades. Don't worry your pretty little heads about it. Above all else, remember this: You don't have to stay forever. I will understand.
Jeff Buckley
You are Jeff Buckley! You're influential to many young and old, and very talented. You have charisma and grace that sets you a part from many. You are beautiful! Oh, he died in 1997 from a drug-induced drowning in the Mississippi River.
awww. I love Jeff Buckley!
Kurt Cobain
You are Kurt Cobain! You're grundgy, twisted and very talented. You have a certain charm and individuality that sets you a part from many. You are beautiful! Oh, he died in 1994 from a gun shot wound to the mouth. Suicide.
And now? Where is my Courtney?
Put their heads on f*cking pikes in front of the venue for all I care.
Richey Edwards
You are Richey James Edwards! You're a manic! You aren't too good when it comes to making music, but you're smart and can write well. You're honest and quiet, but different. You are beautiful! Oh, he disappeared in 1995 while on tour with his band Manic Street Preachers.
Yup. Saw that one comin'. Of course, you won't see me goin'...
Being brave is coming home at 2am half drunk, smelling of perfume, climbing into bed, slapping the wife on the arse and saying,"right fatty, you're next!!"
You are Joey Ramone! Hey, ho, lets go! Yeah, you're a happy little one, aren't you? Joey was dying and yet he did a cover of What A Wonderful World. You can't get more poppy than that. A hero, you are. Oh, he died in 2001 from cancer, poor guy.
Dim, through the misty panes and thick green light,
As under a green sea, I saw him drowning.
You're funny and inventive, very talented. You write lyrics, poems or other random literature very well. Nobody knew you but that's the way you liked it. Whoever did try and learn was good enough. Oh, he died in 1996 from a heroin over-dose. Very sad.
You are Richey James Edwards! You're a manic! You aren't too good when it comes to making music, but you're smart and can write well. You're honest and quiet, but different. You are beautiful! Oh, he disappeared in 1995 while on tour with his band Manic Street Preachers.
I worshipped that guy when I was about 13.
Stopped short of slicing myself up like a prize ham, but in every other way I was One Of Those Manics Fans, feather boa and all...
There's a man with a mullet going mad with a mallet in Millets
Joey Ramone
You are Joey Ramone! Hey, ho, lets go! Yeah, you're a happy little one, aren't you? Joey was dying and yet he did a cover of What A Wonderful World. You can't get more poppy than that. A hero, you are. Oh, he died in 2001 from cancer, poor guy.
Richey Edwards
You are Richey James Edwards! You're a manic! You aren't too good when it comes to making music, but you're smart and can write well. You're honest and quiet, but different. You are beautiful! Oh, he disappeared in 1995 while on tour with his band Manic Street Preachers.
That'll do pig.
The fundamental cause of the trouble is that in the modern world the stupid are cocksure while the intelligent are full of doubt.
—Bertrand Russell
i was going to adress all the points above about manic street preachers but then i remembered that none of you wanted to read that. suffice to say, they're the only band that i still really care about. some (alright most) of their releases since the holy bible have been a little disappointing (excepting last year's excellent lifeblood) but then at least my favourite band still release albums...
oh, and delilah, he did "simply disappear". there's more to it than that obviously but it's mostly speculation and rumour.
"contradictions are meaningless, there's nothing to betray"
"And when you start to think about death, you start to think about what's after it. And then you start hoping there is a God. For me, it's a frightening thought to go nowhere".
~ Peter Steele
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