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illusion i know it's hard to tell, how mixed up you feel

Welcome to VNV Nation VNV Nation is an English/Irish electronic music band originally from Dublin and Essex and now based inHamburg, Germany. They combine elements of electro-industrial, trance, synthpop and electronic body music(EBM). The members are Ronan Harris and Mark Jackson. The "VNV" in the name stands for "Victory not Vengeance", in keeping with the group's motto, "One should strive to achieve, not sit in bitter regret."

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vnv nation这么冷门么多棒的乐队啊

Massive Attack资源好冷清啊;-; 大家有要mv或者其它MS的视频么，Lz准备建个盘

LZ看到这个瞬间哭了。。求大神知道这个怎么恢复

Panic Station在youtube被移走了。。刚发布就有好多负面评论……特别是最前面的太阳旗一下子敏感起来了还是只有我一个人看不到了？！

MCR拨片放送;-;

Muse16号纽约现场楼主已严重脱水嗓子报废

Gerard生日Party Lynzway和好友给Gee的惊喜，在Gee自家的仓库(还可以看到以前乐队的道具啊哈）。一起祝他36岁生日快乐吧<3

Gerard 邮箱 Gee在twitter公布的寄些有意思的东西给他吧<3 Gerard Way P.O. Box 572800 Tarzana, CA 91357 USA

投票让MCR来最后一次world tour I just signed the petition "My Chemical Romance: Have one last World Tour to say goodbye to their fans." on Change.org. It's important. Will you sign it too? Here's the link: http://tieba.baidu.com/mo/q/checkurl?url=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.change.org%2Fen-GB%2Fpetitions%2Fmy-chemical-romance-have-one-last-world-tour-to-say-goodbye-to-their-fans&urlrefer=88f61193ed574cace5aa02c06f3032a7 Thanks! Roxy

A LETTER FROM GERARD A Vigil, On Birds and Glass. I woke up this morning still dreaming, or not fully aware of myself just yet. The sun poked through the windows, touching my face, and then a deep sadness overcame me, immediately, bringing me to life and realization- My Chemical Romance had ended. I walked downstairs to do the only thing I could think of to regain composure- I made coffee. As the drip began, in that kind of silence that only happens in the morning, and being the only one awake, I stepped outside my home, leaving the door open behind me. I looked around and began to breathe. Things looked to be about the same- a beautiful day. As I turned to step back into the house I heard sound from within, a chirp and a rustle. And I noticed a small brown bird had flown into the library. Naturally, I panicked. I knew I had to see the bird to safety and I knew I had to retain the order of things in our home, and he very well couldn’t take up residency with us. I chased him (still assuming he was a he) into my office, where I have these very large windows. Just then, and luckily, I heard Lindsey’s footsteps coming down the stairs, and naturally being composed as she is, she grabbed a blanket and stepped into the office. He was impossible to catch, and I began to open the windows, via Lindsey’s direction, only to find out they were screened. The bird began to fly into the glass, over and over and in all different directions. Smack. Smack. Smack! I heard another set of footsteps, Bandit’s, running down the stairs in anticipation of the new day. Her entrance into the situation caused just the right amount of chaos (she was very excited to meet the bird) and we found ourselves chasing the bird into the living room. Knowing that this where it could potentially get sticky, being the high ceilings and the beams to perch on, I opened the front door as Lindsey did her best to encourage our new friend out the door. After some coaxing, flying, chirping, a wrong turn back into the library and a short goodbye to Bandit, he simply hopped out the front door- taking off on the fifth leap. We cheered. I was no longer sad. I didn’t realize it, but I stopped being sad the minute that bird had come into my life, because there was something that needed doing, a small vessel to aid and an order to keep. I closed the door. I decided to write the letter I always knew I would. It is often my nature to be abstract, hidden in plain sight, or nowhere at all. I have always felt that the art I have made (alone or with friends) contains all of my intent when executed properly, and thus, no explanation required. It is simply not in my nature to excuse, explain, or justify any action I have taken as a result of thinking it through with a clear head, and in my truth. I had always felt this situation involving the end of this band would be different, in the eventuality it happened. I would be cryptic in its existence, and open upon its death. The clearest actions come from truth, not obligation. And the truth of the matter is that I love every one of you. So, if this finds you well, and sheds some light on anything, or my personal account and feelings on the matter, then it is out of this love, mutual and shared, not duty. Love. This was always my intent. My Chemical Romance: 2001-2013

Nicole的拨片楼主兴奋过度已死

4.15纽约演唱会不知道吧里有没有美国的一起去。

youtube扒的视频从来没发过帖，但是作为脑残粉这种心情只有吧里的人才能理解。