“Gone With The Sin” by H.I.M.

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This year, I threw myself off a plane with a man and a parachute attached to my back. Before that, I was listening to HIM. It didn’t occur to me, but in the car my friend said something to this extent: “you might die today and the last song you listen to would be by HIM”. I thought about it and figured that I’d be okay with that.
There’s just something incredibly comforting about Ville Valo’s voice, especially when he digs down into the depths of his vocal range. And although HIM have got the whole gothic love thing going on, their music is actually pretty accessible. They’ve got great hooks and the easy to follow verse-chorus-verse format; like any good pop song. The music’s pretty loud, but it’s all essentially about love and the intense sort of love, albeit with a bunch of death and undead imagery.
I went to a HIM show alone this year. There were lots of high school kids dressed in black, with long hair, dark nails and metal stuck to their bodies. And I was standing there with my floral shirt under my wool blazer, assuring the semi-drunk lady next to me that I’d have her back if some tall guy tried to stand in front of us. I didn’t really mean it. I’m kinda weak, I would’ve probably just pretended to go to the toilet if the situation arose.
Back on point; Ville looked too skinny and he seemed unfocused. There was awkward banter amongst the band. He still sounded amazing, but there was something wrong; you could sense it. The lady behind me said that she’d seen them three times before and he’d been worse, and that his current state of emaciation was actually a sign of recovery.
Although that was many months ago, I’m writing this really long post to express how I hope Ville gets healthy. I don’t know what his circumstances are, but I’d be pretty sad if something bad happens to him.
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