For those who haven't heard the news yet: http://www.huffingtonpost.ca/entry/chester-bennington-dead-dies_us_5970f163e4b062ea5f9097f8
So...I don't usually do these kinds of things. Though there have been some celeb deaths that have caught me off guard and made me feel a bit sad, very few have ever inspired tears. Chester Bennington is one of those few.
I know how this probably seems to a lot of people who weren't into the band, or grew out of them early on. But for the sake of background, let me explain something: this isn't about it being a "celebrity death". This isn't about "jumping on the bandwagon". For me, this is personal--for though I didn't know Chester personally, Linkin Park's music served as a gateway for me, bringing me out of the world of pop singers, and into the world of rock. Since the band's first studio album; since I saw the videos for "One Step Closer" and "Crawling" back-to-back on TV.
While I have outgrown "Crawling" and "One Step Closer", as I am no longer an angsty 13-year-old, these songs still hold meaning for me--as does the Hybrid Theory album as a whole. And let's be frank here; sure, there are a lot of teens who whine about the most insipid things. Teens that think they have it rough because mommy and daddy didn't get them the Doc Marten's they wanted. But I want to make something clear: Not all teens going through angst are entitled little twats. Sometimes, that angst is well justified--and while I would never claim to have had the worst life, I'm going to be upfront: growing up was **** for me.
Absolute. Effing. ****. At home, at school--there was no safe haven for me. And when Linkin Park came out--during one of the worst years I'd experienced growing up--I was at an all-time psychological low. Yeah, I cringe when I listen to "Crawling" now, but when I was 13? That song was an absolute balm for me.
Though some of their most recent albums haven't hooked me like their earlier ones did, Linkin Park has been a big part of my life for these past 17 years--and Chester's vocals are a huge part of that. To have him take his life--to have that voice ripped away, never to sing again--came as a huge shock yesterday. It's like losing a big part of my youth, an entire chunk of my personal growth.
And in all honesty? I was ashamed yesterday; ashamed that I let a celeb death impact me this hard. But you know what? I'm not, anymore--because I'm not alone. Because I'm not the only one who was impacted by Linkin Park and Chester Bennington's vocals in particular at a time when things seemed bleak and uncertain. I'm not the only one able to reminisce about the first time they heard the band, how old they were, what song it was, etc. An entire generation can do that--and so can many who were born after.
So here's to you, Chester Bennington: may you find peace in the afterlife.
So...I don't usually do these kinds of things. Though there have been some celeb deaths that have caught me off guard and made me feel a bit sad, very few have ever inspired tears. Chester Bennington is one of those few.
I know how this probably seems to a lot of people who weren't into the band, or grew out of them early on. But for the sake of background, let me explain something: this isn't about it being a "celebrity death". This isn't about "jumping on the bandwagon". For me, this is personal--for though I didn't know Chester personally, Linkin Park's music served as a gateway for me, bringing me out of the world of pop singers, and into the world of rock. Since the band's first studio album; since I saw the videos for "One Step Closer" and "Crawling" back-to-back on TV.
While I have outgrown "Crawling" and "One Step Closer", as I am no longer an angsty 13-year-old, these songs still hold meaning for me--as does the Hybrid Theory album as a whole. And let's be frank here; sure, there are a lot of teens who whine about the most insipid things. Teens that think they have it rough because mommy and daddy didn't get them the Doc Marten's they wanted. But I want to make something clear: Not all teens going through angst are entitled little twats. Sometimes, that angst is well justified--and while I would never claim to have had the worst life, I'm going to be upfront: growing up was **** for me.
Absolute. Effing. ****. At home, at school--there was no safe haven for me. And when Linkin Park came out--during one of the worst years I'd experienced growing up--I was at an all-time psychological low. Yeah, I cringe when I listen to "Crawling" now, but when I was 13? That song was an absolute balm for me.
Though some of their most recent albums haven't hooked me like their earlier ones did, Linkin Park has been a big part of my life for these past 17 years--and Chester's vocals are a huge part of that. To have him take his life--to have that voice ripped away, never to sing again--came as a huge shock yesterday. It's like losing a big part of my youth, an entire chunk of my personal growth.
And in all honesty? I was ashamed yesterday; ashamed that I let a celeb death impact me this hard. But you know what? I'm not, anymore--because I'm not alone. Because I'm not the only one who was impacted by Linkin Park and Chester Bennington's vocals in particular at a time when things seemed bleak and uncertain. I'm not the only one able to reminisce about the first time they heard the band, how old they were, what song it was, etc. An entire generation can do that--and so can many who were born after.
So here's to you, Chester Bennington: may you find peace in the afterlife.
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