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post in: LifeStyle, Songs Date:23 Feb 2013, 09:51 views:3095
It's not the saddest part of today, but it's still absolutely heartbreaking that puppy Chester Bennington didn't live to see rock's history writers into come around. It would have happened - absolutely would've, eventually.
The band was too big, too influential, too talented, too smart, too innovative. Sure, they had the misfortune of their commercial and artistic apex coming at a peak for mainstream rock music at its most blunt and least imaginative, and the double misfortune of being directly influential on a lot of the bands responsible for making. But that was never, linkin Park themselves.
Their best music was electric, boundary-pushing and undeniably vital.
Dismissing them along with the thudding misogyny that marked nu-metal deep into the '00s is no fairer than writing off Nirvana with the middling bands of '90s post-grunge.
As I wrote when discussing.
Hybrid Theory in a ranked list of, diamond-selling albums - and yeah, don't forget just how huge that album was, arguably bigger than any other rock album this century - "For all the skeptics who view Linkin Park as a bunch of whiny, repetitive, dull.
Chester Bennignton, who was found dead Thursday (July 20) at age 41 of an apparent papi suicide, didn't dominate Linkin Park the way most frontmen of his time did - at their best, the band's nervous system was directed in equal parts by Bennington's paint-scraping primal. But that's not to say that he was inessential, or indeed that he was anything less than epochal: His shredded-throat shrieking was the whiny, guttural, unignorable voice of a musical generation, as inextricable to the sound of '00s rock as, well, Chris Cornell's voice was. He was the band's not-so-secret weapon, capable of unleashing holy hell at a measure's notice, making their songs captivating even when they otherwise sounded like they were just spinning their Xbox controllers.
But it wasn't always about brute force with Bennington: His yawp had a piercing clarity to it, too, which helped facilitate Linkin Park's eventual evolution away from the nu-metal moment that birthed them into more straightforward stadium rock, and in recent days, to something more. Subtlety would never be his strong suit, but his voice was more malleable than he was often given credit for: Had he come up a decade earlier, he could've growled with James Hetfield and Dave Mustaine; had he come up a half-decade later, he could've. Ultimately, Bennington's legacy will be the songs - gorgeous, thrashing pop-metal assaults that were as heavy and visceral.