Black is the colour of my soul
about.
There was a time when wearing eyeliner and all black felt like a political statement, and if a band was 'emo enough' or not, could spark genuine debate.
My Chemical Romance didn't just make music: they built an entire movement. From transforming alternative fashion into something theatrical and unapologetically dark to shaping the sound of a generation's angst, MCR's influence bled into comics, subcultures, and the way we thought about what a band could be.
They made it okay to be dramatic, to feel everything too much, and to dress like you were perpetually attending a very fashionable funeral.
process.
For this group project, handling content curation, imagery selection, and page layout design was not easy to say the least. This meant diving into the depths of Tumblr archives, unearthing websites that were somehow still active since 2008, and sifting through forums that time forgot.
We pieced it all together under a sprawling web of sticky notes that made our workspace look less like a design studio and more like we were private detectives tracking down a mystery. In a way, we were: piecing together the story of a band that told us it was okay to not be okay, as long as we looked damn good doing it.
results.
The result is a 64-page book that charts MCR's journey through fashion, music, culture, controversy, and their eventual comeback.
We included section breaks that mirror the band's own theatrical flair, dividing the narrative into chapters that feel as deliberate as album tracks.
Tucked within these pages is also a bit of our own story: four misfits who finally found a creative outlet to channel all that restless energy, the kind MCR taught us that didn't need to be contained or apologised for.
This book became our way of honouring a band that gave an entire generation of outsiders a place to belong, and in making it, we found our own.
