I take musicians and their loss way too seriously.
Sleep has eluded me. It’s after 3 am and I just can’t get myself to sleep. I don’t think a day has gone by since I first heard ‘In The End’ as a 16 year old that I haven’t listened to Linkin Park at least once a week. I’m going to be honest, they are my go-to-sing-out-loud-because-I’m-frustrated-as-hell-group. Any and every time I needed an outlet for my anger and sadness or just pure hormonal imbalance, a Linkin Park song has seen me through. Chester was a part of a band that contributed heavily to my generation. His voice that sung so many lyrics that resonated with all of us. It’s sad. I can’t believe I’m listening to ‘Hybrid Theory’ in its entirety because I’m mourning Chester’s death, his suicide. I wish it was under different circumstances. The lyrics make too much sense for our own good now.
My favourite Linkin Park song is probably different than your favourite Linkin Park song. But that’s the thing, there was just so much to choose from, so much of it to love, it didn’t matter. Every song of theirs is relatable, singable. Chester Bennington was the kind of singer that could cover everyone from Chris Cornell to Adele with ease. They don’t come easily, singers, artists like this. Oh Chester!
We dealt with Mike Shinoda leaving the band for a while, but I didn’t ever think we’d have to deal with you leaving, especially under these circumstances.