Strong words from a man who owns an Enya CD.
Seriously, all that shit about glass houses and whatnot.
For the record, I don't own any Coldplay. But I've heard those two CD's, and Bert asked a question. His experience of them--a televised live performance--often leads to this kind of reaction and searching. That is, your conceptions of what a band is (constructed by the critics and your notions of their fans) can fall away, or just not matter as much when you see something you like about them.
Honestly, do we need to list the embarrassing skeletons in everyone's CD case?
Or should we just wait until its not quite as popular? I, hipster, thou, hipster?
