I haven’t been to many concerts. I don’t care for large crowds. I made an exception when Linkin Park came to Oklahoma City in February 2008. My boyfriend at the time and I are both longtime fans, as were the friends we planned to go with. Things didn’t work out with our friends, but my boyfriend and I had a great time.
The concert came at the end of a rough month for both of us. Once there, we learned that Chester Bennington was sick. The only way we could tell is because her kept apologizing about it. His singing and energy seemed normal. I think that shows how much the band loves their fans. We were fortunate, too, because the band had to postpone or cancel their next two shows due to Chester’s bronchitis.
I have most of their albums, though I still need to buy their newest. I’ve heard a lot of complaints over the years about how different their newer albums are from the first two, and I shake my head at those comments. Sure, their music has changed, but so has the band. They’re not in their 20s anymore. Things have changed, and I like that their music reflects that.
When the news spoke of Chester’s death yesterday I really hoped it was a sick joke. I will miss his voice and energy.