I like Coldplay.
I saw them live a couple of years ago at the MEN and they were stunning - right up there with the best.
They seem like decent guys too - even Chris Martin, who occasionally borders on being a pretentious wanker like Bonio from U2, although at least he didn't rename himself 'The Hedge' or suchlike...
I think he possibly crossed over into the category with all all that 'conscious uncoupling' shite when he split from his (very pretentious) wife. Maybe he'll be better off just being a rock star now and being free to eat pies without her ramming lettuce & salad shite down him while the other lads nip out to the chippy or send out for curry...
Anyway, I bought the new CD....actually, no I downloaded it for f*ck all - why should I pay for his divorce? Anyway, it's miserable. In fact, it's arse-wipe.
Why didn't the other guys say "Come on Chris, have a brew and cheer up - watch some porn and forget about her. Choose any chick with big bangers out of tonight's audience - you'll be reet!!!" Then he might have written songs called "What whoppers!" and the concerts wouldn't need the bloody Samaritans outside in a caravan...I bet they don't play much from it at the gigs....we want loud anthems instead - they should slot in "We're having a gang bang!" or Ken Dodd's 'Happiness" and Morcombe & Wise's 'Bring me sunshine" - the rest of the band can out vote him, or kick him out and get Tenpole Tudor in to replace him instead!!
Anyway, here's a link to a cracking review of the album.
And I thought I caused problems for the editor of 'The Chron'.....
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