Linkin Park… where do I even begin?
I’m alive! Excessively so, actually. I was at the right side (facing the stage), 4th to 6th row. (It varies because of the pushing and jumping and other usually abnormal frantic concert behavior, all of which I had indulged myself into doing.)
Their setlist was a blast: Papercut, A Place for My Head, Shadow of the Day, Bleed It Out, In the End, Numb, Faint,etc etc etc.
…And this: I got to touch Chester’s hand when he came down during One Step Closer, screaming “shut up when I’m talking to you”. His hand was cold as ice. That split second was just out of this world.
Also, I almost got Rob’s drumsticks which made me feel like Jam at the end of Detroit Rock City, but unfortunately, the fat guy who caught the other end went haywire and shoved me. (That rude piece of shit!)
Regardless, it was all so, so epic.
As a kid, I could only imagine being in one of Linkin Park’s concerts as I watched their music videos and listened to their songs on loop. Seeing them right in front of me was just a dream made real.
P.S. I got to touch Chester Bennington’s hand.
Linkin Park | Living Things World Tour: Live in Manila | MOA Arena | August 13, 2013
As it turned out, the most decent band shot I could get was this. (Err.. not all that sorry.)