Officially I cannot say I’m a fan of Coldplay due to Chris Martin’s dbag-esque personality. however, recently I’ve began to realize that the way a band presents themselves, no matter how douchey, is not a good reason to rule out their music. I’ve recently taken an interest in Arcade Fire who, in highschool, I disregarded because of things I’d heard about their pretentious attitudes which seems to come hand-in-hand with an indie status. Anyways the other night some friends and I were watching Wicker Park, which was terrible except for the fact that this song was featured and I was blissfully reminded of how much I love it. This definitely does not mean I’m jumping on any sort of Coldplay bandwagon, but I’ll put this song back on my ipod, maybe include it in a few playlists and I’m okay with that. Coldplay is a musical guilty pleasure that I’m willing to admit to, Justin Bieber in the other hand I might have to keep to myself for a little while longer.
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