For a while, there’s a concern that the trucks might not even be able to get close enough to the venue to get the gear in at Sirius. It’s a classic gallon-into-a-half pint pot scenario.
The whole venue is smaller than some of the dressing rooms on the stadium run. Hoppy is tuning guitars in the back corner of the room behind the crowd, The mountain of mixing desks and audio gear is out the back in a tent.
On stage, the band are stripped of a lot of the toys that normally make up a Coldplay show.
Lucky then, that so many of the songs lend themselves to a ‘smaller’ approach. I think there’s also something about the stripped down approach with the crowd right in the band’s face that makes the whole thing that much more playful.
There’s plenty of laughs, and some lovely moments hearing the songs breathe in the absence of the ‘bigger’ layers.
Good to be back!
R42
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Alex: Mamá, what if I drop out and I just like… marry a millionaire?
Esther: Ay, mija. I wish. But until then, just keep on getting good grades, ok?
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Hello, guys! Welcome to my blog. This'll just be a blog that is entirely dedicated to the British band Coldplay.
My name is Meg and I've been a fan of Coldplay for four years. I consider them to be my favorite band of all time.
I can't wait to meet you guys.
Believe in love.
-M
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we both know it’s good that you’re gone
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There, floating in front of him, was Rosie, though it wasn’t exactly her. This version of Rosie was mangled, broken, decaying. Her once golden hair had been stripped of its color, her pink face a pale blue, her brown eyes clouded over. The sight frightened Jacob to his core, but he found that he was unable to move. The apparition moved closer to him until her face nearly met Jacob’s. When her brows lifted with concern and her mouth opened to speak, a couple of insects scurried out and into her swaying, pale hair, and a single tear made its way down her discolored cheek.
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