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Coldplay, Cold Burns, and Coldness.

Coldplay

Someone asked me recently what I thought about this article that references a quote from Coldplay lead Chris Martin, admitting that their lyrics "are a bit sh*t."

So this is what I think:
a. An artist can say that they aren't super-fond or proud of some of their works - but I don't like how the article then picks which lyrics they think are dumb. What if those particular ones are ones Martin is proud of?

b. In a song/poem/work of art, not every single stroke or line is the focal point. On their own, they may even seem bizarre or pointless. But if, together, they make a piece of art, then that is the point. And I happen to think that, as a whole, Coldplay's songs are certainly above par, both musically and lyrically.

c. I also think (in an only vaguely related thread) that it is strange how Coldplay is doing so much publicity around their new album. Have they ever done this before? Why are they doing it now? It is making me slightly suspicious and more reticent to buy Mylo Xyloto. (I'm such a snob about popular music. I want to work on this.)


Cold Burns

The chef has a stainless steel bowl in front of him. First he pours in liquid nitrogen. Then he pours in a litre of creme fraiche...

"This is about 190 degrees below zero," he tells us as he stirs, "If it touches you, it will burn you."

So he stirs it up to an edible temperature. Garnishes it with various fruit flavours and textures, then serves it. It. Is. Delicious.

Y'all should visit Origin or Colborne Lane.


Coldness

Ugh. It's here. It's cold. This brings all sorts of new dilemmas to my life. Like whether to replace my holey socks with more cheap socks, or try an upgrade and hope that they'll last longer than one season... And if I upgrade, what brand to go with. I also need mittens. I was thinking of waiting til Christmas, but I won't last til then. So that is one less item on my still-unwritten list of wants. BUT my cold-ears dilemma has inspired a little creativity this weekend, and I have picked up my knitting needles for the first time in several years. not that I knit much back then...

The cold also brings us apple cider and scarves and cozy meals with my family, eating chili and birthday cake and laughing about funny things my dad said. Well, that's what the cold brought yesterday.

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Ariana said…
I like Coldplay
I like your thoughts on Coldplay
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