"This song is not a rebel song. This song is Sunday, bloody Sunday" or, better: fuck you and your mother. I will say what I want when I want.and call you fuckers out for all the bullshit you put us through. But, since these are the eighties i will do it somewhat politely.

Boy. October. War. Under a bloodred sky.

Somewhere along there they got lost and made the unfo. Still good but.. fuck Eno.

Then it all exploded with the Joshua tree. They became the biggest band on earth, almost imploded under their own weight during/after R&H. Reinvented themselves with Achtung Baby and Zooropa and became what we have nowadays.

But that glorious beginning, the rage, the pain. The angst of our entire generation in those three albums with bloodred sky as the magnificent encore. The Magnus opus.

It was nothing like them now. I can't even name their last albums.

Of course, the arrow of time remains unchanged.

But what did change is the type of music Coldplay made. They went from Radiohead-lite to whatever you want to call that crap now.

Radiohead is 10 years older than Coldplay so i really don't understand this