COLDPLAY | X & Y
COLDPLAY
admittedly, I only listened to the new album X & Y once last night, after I purchased it on itunes in another desperate attempt to avoid writing this paper for silver. My first sign should have been that you couldn’t just buy the regular album for 9.99. You had to buy the special one with the interview/video/whatever it is for 11.99. But I thought, hey, it’s Coldplay and it’s overdue, and it’s probably still cheaper than going to tower. So I did it.
And let me just say, that I have had to spend most of this morning (while I was also working, of course), finding my old coldplay albums, praying itunes would rip them over the scratches that had previously rendered them unplayable, and then convinsing myself that I still liked coldplay.
I mean, it would be fair to assume that my musical tastes have changed since I bought 2002’s “a rush of blood to the head,” since I hadn’t listened to either it or “parachutes” since they stopped playing on my dad’s low-grade back-market player. Maybe I just didn’t like coldplay anymore.
But that is not the case. I still love “parachutes”. I almost cried during “the scientist” on “a rush of blood”. No, the problem is not that I don’t like coldplay. The problem is that I don’t like x &y.
Maybe I just need to listen to it obsessively until the words become so ingrained into my brain that singing them in my head becomes second nature. Yes, that is what I will do. I’m sure that’s the problem. By not listening to anything but KCRW’s morning becomes eclectic, I have missed all the pre-release radio play that is meant to build the hype and set the groundwork. Now, I must set the groundwork myself.
12 hours in the car tomorrow and Saturday should play into this plan rather nicely.
Until then, it’s old school coldplay for me. Ahh… yes… the birth of my love for piano rock….
admittedly, I only listened to the new album X & Y once last night, after I purchased it on itunes in another desperate attempt to avoid writing this paper for silver. My first sign should have been that you couldn’t just buy the regular album for 9.99. You had to buy the special one with the interview/video/whatever it is for 11.99. But I thought, hey, it’s Coldplay and it’s overdue, and it’s probably still cheaper than going to tower. So I did it.
And let me just say, that I have had to spend most of this morning (while I was also working, of course), finding my old coldplay albums, praying itunes would rip them over the scratches that had previously rendered them unplayable, and then convinsing myself that I still liked coldplay.
I mean, it would be fair to assume that my musical tastes have changed since I bought 2002’s “a rush of blood to the head,” since I hadn’t listened to either it or “parachutes” since they stopped playing on my dad’s low-grade back-market player. Maybe I just didn’t like coldplay anymore.
But that is not the case. I still love “parachutes”. I almost cried during “the scientist” on “a rush of blood”. No, the problem is not that I don’t like coldplay. The problem is that I don’t like x &y.
Maybe I just need to listen to it obsessively until the words become so ingrained into my brain that singing them in my head becomes second nature. Yes, that is what I will do. I’m sure that’s the problem. By not listening to anything but KCRW’s morning becomes eclectic, I have missed all the pre-release radio play that is meant to build the hype and set the groundwork. Now, I must set the groundwork myself.
12 hours in the car tomorrow and Saturday should play into this plan rather nicely.
Until then, it’s old school coldplay for me. Ahh… yes… the birth of my love for piano rock….
posted by Mel at 12:22 PM
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