Jamming Pandora at work today, my station was set to Marilyn Manson radio. Then I heard the news that Chester Bennington had committed suicide and I immediately switched to Linkin Park.

Chills ran up my arm hearing his vocals on “Papercut,” knowing we will never again get to hear his amazing vocals live, ever again.

Bennington reportedly hanged himself, as reports of depression came flowing through the internet. Bennington had all the talent in the world, all the money anyone could ask for, a new album, a new tour this summer and a rock ‘n’ roll life most musicians and singers only dream about.

My heart sank when I saw the headline across my laptop. I read it again to make sure I read it correctly the first time. Linkin Park has been a favorite since I heard the first note of “One Step Closer” off “Hybrid Theory.” The music has been a go-to in plenty of my own tough times.

Depression is too real and it doesn’t care if you are a rich rock star, a poor journalist or a tired retail worker. Prayers to Chester’s family. Crank his vocals out your window for tonight’s ride home.

Thank you Chester for your immeasurable contributions to rock ‘n’ roll. We are indebted.