The first time I met Gerard Way was February 2003 in Chicago.
I was fleeing a blizzard on the East Coast and profiling the Used, an up-and-coming screamo band from Utah whose singer, the maniacally disheveled Bert Mc Cracken, was in the news for dating, then dumping, Kelly Osbourne.
In the fourth grade, he starred in his school’s production of Peter Pan.
He started to play in bands when he was only eleven.
Presumably the idea of calling the band Filth, Porno or Trainspotting didn’t appeal much to Gerard. "Basically, [emo has] never been accurate to describe us,” Gerard once said. But times change, and by the time the makers of the Twilight movies had come knocking seeking the band for the soundtrack, they’d already upped and left the vampire party.
Gerard Arthur Way, born April 9, 1977 and hailing from Newark, New Jersey, is the lead singer of the band My Chemical Romance, brother to band mate Mikey Way (bass).
Gerard's maternal grandmother Elena taught him how to draw, sing and perform.
As a child, Gerard came to the revelation that everyone he cares about will eventually die, and that he will die alone.
This has led to his obsession with the idea of death.
(Gerard later told me that bender was the inspiration for a song called “You Know What They Do to Guys Like Us in Prison,” which featured the lyric “do you have the keys to the hotel?
/ ’cause I’m gonna string this motherfucker on fire.”) Onstage, assuming they were able to stumble up to it, the pair were complementary as well: two stringy suburban weirdos peddling punk uplift bruised and blackened with mascara and talk of murder.
Gerard married Lindsey Ann Ballatto (Lyn-Z from the band Mindless Self Indulgence) on 3 September 2007, and they became parents to a baby girl who they named Bandit Lee Way on the .
He has recovered from an addiction to drugs and alcohol, being sober as of August 2004.
Stick that in your bondage trousers and smoke it, losers.
Gerard once said The Black Parade was going to be called The Rise And Fall Of My Chemical Romance, in tribute to David Bowie’s The Rise And Fall Of Ziggy Stardust And The Spiders From Mars. "It was never the title of the album, more a spoof, or joke," he revealed.