I Was a Linkin Park Superfan
Imagine this: It’s the year 2000. You’re six years old, sitting between your parents in your father’s 1994 Flareside Ford F-150. The radio’s playing - Star 94. The song starts with soft piano and a string synth pad. Clean vocals for a second. Then, a rapper and a full band punch in. It’s nu metal time. Hey, kid self. I’d like to introduce you to your favorite band for the next eight...