Linkin Park. Bro, how was it?

Somewhere I Belong

Early in the morning. Lies.
In the morning. Yes. Getting ready to get out. Lateness almost kills the greatness 😛

The flight playlist was the From Zero World Tour Spotify Playlist. Never really heard the albums that came after 2006. Life, yes albeit short, had changed. Sound had changed. The 2004-05 stuff was deemed gateway and not the actual hardcore stuff. Go heavy until it’s uncomfortable, that’s pushing the limit.
It starts with… Linkin Park. So unreal. From the days of dwelling in emotions so the first time to moving on because emotions were hXc. But fuck it. It all comes back in the end. Or at the start of January 2026, which is a bit over 20-22 years. Interestingly we were 15 when it all begin. I still say ‘we’ and when ‘it’ began. It’s my mental, verbal, physical be coming of age marker. Helps me keeps time in many ways because I’m a little bit insecure, unconfident.

Anyway, let go. Getting to Brigade Innovation Grounds involved a pointless waiting time at the airport courtesy random new cab crew. You turned your back on me. I voiced my voice and showed that I won’t be ignored. Took an Uber out and got there.

Found my way into the nice Gold section. Everything seems to work out or maybe it was all secondary because the show is what I was there for. I have an annoying habit of not complaining. Your mum. But shit.
The From Zero lazer beam from Emily’s first show opened up an aural portal and then the intro hit, and the opening of Somewhere I Belong brought together billions of teenage memories from within the thousands of grown ups that made up the crowd. I found that it was kinda like the way I had imagined it all in my mind. Sure, that friend from 22 years ago lives in Berlin now and so wasn’t there. But the oh-fuck-these-is-the-most-meaningful-words-I’ve-ever-heard feeling was there. My wife couldn’t make it. But the raw emotion that only your better half can access and kindle was there. I was alone for most of it. But everyone seemed to be accessing some personal history history about old wounds that weren’t supposed to heal, but eventually did.

That New Divide intro hit so hard that I was like wondering why I ever stopped listening, or truthfully speaking never started to listen to song from the Transformers movie. I guess it was too ‘yuppie’ a move for 2009. Even though it was somehow completely alright to listen to Spotlight by Mutemath that was on the Twilight soundtrack. It was ‘real’ music or something. Back to now. The cold breeze hitting felt like the slap needed to point out that this song slaps.

The Emptiness Machine man, gets me everytime now. ‘I only wanted to be part of something’ is the new feels. After a trillion years there was a moment was about the music video, about getting the band together that was intergrated into a regular life, and getting beamed to the place where they all fit in together and she fills in that empty spot. Fucking chills. It brought it out again after somewhere I belong.

The catalyst is another banger. Feels like I wasted years not playing it, or actually not knowing that it existed.

This is…
10% luck
20% Hybrid Theory
15% Meteora
5% Weather
50% Teenage angst and emotions
And a 100% reason to remember (both) days. Bangalore & Bombay.

Both performances have officially blurred into one powerful cinematic memory of a life lived well. A tough one that we couldn’t take anymore. All these words, they make no sense. But shut up when I’m talking to you, won’t you?

Just like before. The weather was good in Bombay as well. The number of people was Virar fast. The vibe was 2005, and I’m trapped in yesterday.

This is to process 22 years of inconsistent fandom. It’s to avoid annoying people (my wife) around me. It’s like a whirlwind inside of my head.