Recently I've realized that these days I don't listen to Coldplay as often as I would in the past. Thus I was trying to figure out why something like that had been happening to me. In the meantime deep down inside I was aware of the fact that I stiil loved the band and the music which they had been creating and releasing. Despite of that idea I would feel much more comfortable and relaxed when I was playing anyone else's songs bar those by Coldplay. However the other day something very interesting and impressive occurred to my mind. It was strange yet reasonable to a certain degree. I understood that for me Coldplay's music wasn't just the kind of music I would generally put on to kill time or fill the quiet surrounding me anymore. It didn't even feel right to listen to their music when I was resting (mostly procrastinating) or tidying in case I didn't have to carry out anything important or urgent. At some point it started acting as my so-called "cry pillow" or a reward to enjoy when i managed to achieve something. In other words it has happened to become such an exclusive and precious item of mine that I didn't want to keep turning it on every time I fancied doing so because of the fear that I would tarnish or degrade it. For example when the music video for Champion Of The World came out this Tuesday I didn't watch it immediately as I forced myself to play it after I take a test on Friday and incredibly I truly kept my word. It felt totally weird but I'm convinced that it was worth it. For better or worse I do know that I've adopted a really odd attitude towards Coldplay's music but somehow it functions well. After all people change and so do their opinions or point of views.
P.S. I was listening to the whole A Rush Of Blood To The Head album while typing this post.