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Is it wrong that I really enjoyed that? As weird as it was... *bookmarks*

Has anyone else noticed that in that "reign of love" phot/wallpaper, the shot is so close, you can see the blackheads on his nose?

holy .... I love it.

Thanks guys! Here's the next instalment...the infamous backgammon scene. In the corridor he walks straight back into Chris Martin. "You seem to be doing alright," he teases Chris. "Mentioning no names." (The hot, as-yet-unconfirmed rumour in the tabloids is that Martin has been seeing Gwyneth Paltrow.) "Nah," parries Chris. "Me and Jon Bon Jovi are just good freinds." Rob asks Chris whether he's having lunch at the hotel, but Chris says he's going to backstage catering here. "Not good enough for you?" he asks. "I've got a new record deal," jousts Rob. "Don't know if you've read about it. Can't do catering any more." "Yes," says Chris. "There's less for bands like us." (Less money at the record companies, he means. Not food at catering. Presumably there's more of that.) Rob goes to the bathroom and muses on this last sentence as he pees. By the time he comes out he is a little narked. "What did he mean- "bands like us"?" he says. There are few men on earth more sensitive to a perceived slight. When I ask him exactly what he imagines Chris Martin might have intended to imply, he says: "Cool, credible bands- not like you, you daft Take That reject." In the end, he does decide to go to catering, and so is, for the third time today, soon talking to Chris Martin. They chat some more. "Medication's what you need," Rob tells him. "Medication is: you're pop star and you're a good-looking guy and you shouldn't worry so much," suggests Chris Martin. "I worry a lot too," he adds. "Do you really?" asks Rob. "Like you can't sleep at night and...?" Chris Martin cuts him off. "Let's not have a copetition," he suggests with a bashful smile. "I'm suicidal, me," says Rob, gleefully. "I had a razor blade..." offers Chris Martin. Rob is invited over to join the rest of Coldplay at their table. By the time he has talked and eaten with them, and is in a slower van on the way back to the hotel, he is nursing further slights. "At the end, he went, "We just can't compete with you lot," and I said, "Who's 'you lot'?" and the whole table went...'- he acts out an wkwards, open-mouthed suspension of conversation-"...and I got him out of it." But it put him out of joint. 'It's definately "our camp, and then there's Britney Spears and you lot",' he says. Which I felt a bit sad about. It's put me on my arse a little bit.' I suggest that maybe these are just sloppy words. 'Probably,' he says, quite clearly not meaning this at all. 'It was less of a conversation and more of a battle. They're really, really lovely- don't get me wrong. But I found myself in a position where I'm nearly justifying my own existence. Nearly.' 'Well, that's progress,' says David. 'I suppose,' says Rob, 'if you talk about feelings and stuff and it's not met with a feeling back...because I can only speak in feelings, otherwise a lot of what I say is panto. Especially in front of a band.' He says that they talked some more about not being happy with aspects of what they were doing and Chris Martin said, "We don't talk about it to sell records.' 'That's a bit savage, isn't it?' he says. They also talked about America. "Even they do all the shaking hands, Dave,' he says *** He takes up his place in the lobby and we play more backgammon. A while later Chris Martin returns from the party. Rob asks whether he would like a game. 'I'm mad for it, to be honest," says Chris Martin. Rob immediately unilaterally abandons the game he and I have been having and sets up the pieces. 'What are we playing for?' Rob asks. 'Just for fun at the moment,' says Chris. He throws the dice. Six and two. For quite a long time he just stares at the board. Rob, who doesn't hang around for anything, looks perplexed. 'I like to play patiently,' explains Chris. Rob nods. 'You're the Steve Davis of backgammon.' Abruptly, Rob puts his head right down and asks for us to feing deep conversation. He has just seen Nellee Hooper, he explains. I raise my eyebrows questioningly. A story for another time, he says. Soon Rob is on the verge of winning the game. 'This is the first of a few?' Chris confirms. 'Yeah, of course,' says Rob. 'We'll start playing for money next.' Pause. 'Or just for honour.' He counts off his last piece. 'Shall we call that the warm-up?' he suggests. 'We'll call it your victory,' says Chris. Game two starts. 'Why do I keep throwing six and three?' asks Chris. 'The devil talking to you through the dice," says Rob. 'It's no good," says Chris. The waiter comes. We order coffees; Chris Martin orders a water. A few throws later, he survey the board. 'This is shit,' he sighs. 'Your song's playing so loudly in my head it's unbelievable,' says Rob. He can hear the line Oh yeah...how long must you wait for it? repeating in a loop, but he doesn't explain this. 'Does that ever happen to you when you meet people?' he asks. Chris gives a look that suggests it possibly doesn't, stares at the board, and says, 'I'm fucked.' He looks up. Around the table are Rob, Pompey, the local security person and myself. 'I can't handle this,' he says. 'All of you sitting and looking at me.' He laughs. 'It's a bit like playing with the Godfather. It puts pressure on your game. I can't win it. I'm shit. I used to be the don.' He says he needs to go. The drinks haven't even come yet. He walks over to the lift, then comes all the way back over. 'Sorry about the water," he says. 'It's alright,' says Rob. And then adds, when Martin is again out of earshot, "World's most polite man." He laughs. On one hand, it was a bit weird how seriously Chris Martin took the games. On the other hand, Rob only has the luxury of thinking that, and of being able to apear as though he was taking them casually, because he won. 'That,' he declares, ' was one giant strike for me as a people against the intellectual indie kid.'

My stats lecturer kept using formulas with "X&Y". Couldn't stop giggling for 2 hrs. Oh and Oxfam were at uni yesterday.

That was really, really bad.

Sweet, thank you!

Are XFm going to put part 4 up on their site? I can't seem to find it.

It'd be the first Olympic ceremony I'd watch since Sydney.

I honestly have no idea whether or not these were posted when the book first came out. I've only just read the book and I loved these little mentions that Rob gives to Chris and the band. "Earlier, he had been expressing embarrassment about his number one single "Rock DJ", so by way of clarification, I ask whether he beleives that God wrote "Rock DJ". "Yeah" he says. "He was having a bad day." Then he reconsiders. "No," he corrects, I think I wrote the lyrics to "Rock DJ". I think God was working on somebody else's album at the time. I think he went and met Coldplay for a while." .... "He's only just heard that Coldplay are playing in Los Angeles tonight.It's nearly six o'clock. "I definately want to go to that," he says. It's the hottest ticket in town, but Coldplay are also signed to EMI, the label desperately hoping to re-sign him. Phone calls are made; mountains are moved. " ... "Walking into the MTV rehearsals, he spots Chris Martin, singer with Coldplay. They have never met. Rob goes over to say hello and they get chatting. He tells Chris a little bit about his life in Los Angeles. "Three doggies," he says. Chris Martin plays the what's -a-serious-little-band-like-us-doing-at-a-cele-studded-event-like-this underdog role to the hilt. Coldplay's second album is just coming out, but it's too early to know just how big it will make them. "It's over for us," he says to Rob. "One hit wonder." "Yeah," drawls Rob sarcastically. "Shut up." He suggests that they meet up for a coffee back at the hotel. "Are you under your own name?" Rob asks. "I'm under the name Bono," says Martin, then gives Rob his actual pseudonym. "It's the middle of the night for me," Rob apologises. "Is it?" says Chris. "Where've you come from?" "London," says Rob, heading off to his dressing room. Chris Martin looks suitably confused. In the dressing room, Rob considers this encounter. "I like him," he says. "He's gentle, isn't he, Rob?" says David. "Yeah," says Rob."Really gentle." Rob explains to Gina his make up artist, how nice Chris Martin is. "He reminds me of me," he says. Pause. "But not as muscular or as big c...ked." And on that note, I'll leave it there for the night. There's plenty more, but I'm getting tired.

LOL, the first one.

katienz, that photo u posted is one of my favourites. Absolutely striking.

Guys, she stated that she's no longer on a strict macro diet. It made her sick when she was pregnant, but she still follows the basic principles of it

Hmmm...I don't know. As much as I adore the idea, I've noticed that double albums nowdays don't do very well.

Woo-hoo!!! But not like we didn't know this anyway.

Good news: iQ taped everything right. Crisis over. Arrogant and snobbish? Did they say why they thought that? I thought they came over as extremely genuine.

Wait... Gwyneth has been friends with Stella for ages. Wouldn't she have known that Gwyneth likes wearing fur then?

Uh-oh...it went over? That means my iQ would have mssed the last bit. :(

My sentiments exactly. Both songs are are prime single material.

Loved it!!! I haven't watched all of it yet, but my favourite part was the "piece de resistance" part and when Chris said (not an exact quote) "You could put Kylie on a bus and she'd be fun!" I'm also certain now that Lhuna is going to be on next years EP.

There's a one minute preview on youtube...so cute!!! I've set my foxtel iQ as I'll be at the gym from 8...but I'm going to watch it there as well!! I'm so psyched!

Does anyone even take him seriously anymore? He's such a joke.

Can I just say this was the hardest thing I've ever had to do. ever. I don't even think this is the final list for me...but here it is. TOP 50 COLDPLAY SONG LIST 1. The scientist 2. Lovers in Japan 3. Yellow 4. Fix You 5. Can’t Get You Out of My Head (live at Glastonbury) 6. Viva La Vida 7. Ladder to the Sun 8. Politik 9. Trouble 10. Warning Sign 11. Lost! 12. Strawberry Swing 13. Talk 14. In My Place 15. Amsterdam 16. Sparks 17. A Rush of Blood to the Head 18. Things I Don’t Understand 19. The Hardest Part 20. Clocks 21. High Speed 22. Swallowed in the Sea 23. High and Low 24. Yes 25. One I love 26. I ran away 27. No more keeping my feet on the ground 28. Violet Hill 29. Everything’s not Lost 30. Chinese Sleep Chant 31. Til Kingdom Come 32. Life is for Living (live) 33. Shiver 34. X&Y 35. Moses 36. See you Soon 37. Speed of Sound 38. What if 39. Last Christmas 40. Songbird 41. Spies 42. Proof EDIT: Added two more. I forgot about them!

Strawberry Swing. And Life is For Living (live)

Ha. I just tried making that my new wallpaper. Turns out, it's too big. :P