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HERE!! Checked in to the hotel....freaked out....scoped out the arena...freaked out some more.... SO EXCITED for this show!!! Thanks R and K - :kiss::kiss: to you.

:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D I'm in Charlotte.....so READY for this concert! The excitement is hard to contain as anyone who's seen this show can tell you. I wonder if I'm going to make it until showtime. :cool:

You guys need to pray stronger to the electricity gods to get my power back on!! :laugh3: Checking in briefly on the iPad....just wanted to say,,, Dianne, would you happen to be in Charlotte tomorrow or DC??? If so, I WANT TO STAND NEXT TO YOU AFTER THE GIG!!!!!! Maybe if you just touch me some of your luck will wear off onto me. Breathe in my general direction...anything!!! I NEED SOME OF YOUR MAGNETISM!!!! (pretty please?). Soft, warm and huge......everything I knew chris to be in my head. :D:shocked2::smug: I am 5'9" (1.75 m) I LOVE the guitar cam and how happy he looks onstage. EGADS...the pics after the Miami gig. HOT, HOT, HOT. Fneuiwcnreuvhkjdyyis COLDPLAY TOMORROW!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Just a little excited. Breathe, breathe.

From your fingers to the ears of the Great Electricity God!! Thanks so much my dear Rowme...and thanks for the wishes girls! :kiss::kiss: Thanks to my hubby's work who got power back that we could charge our phones and my sons iPad! No matter what...I'm still heading out on Tuesday for Charlotte!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I'm SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO excited!!!!!!! And then again on the 8th for D.C. OMG. :D:D:D:D:D:D Now off to conserve power. :cry:

Thanks so much Jed....we hope whatever you have in the works is fast! :D:kiss:

Hell yes, I'm awesome!! Who knew?! hehe

Thanks, Rowme! I am on a hijacked computer, as some of you know, as I still don't have power (does anyone realize how hard it is to survive without the internet??), but I wanted to THANK everyone for the beautiful pics!! So many lucious ones! Bookworm Chris is SO hot!!! I mean, JUST LOOK at that face...aaahhh And Lord above, the belly.....help me, the belly.....there are a lot of belly shots, but this one just screamed to me for some reason. Afjifdnoeihueojnflkdjkhfio I hope to be back soon! Pray to the Electricity Gods to come to Virginia! :kiss:

Howdy! I'm behind because I'm still without power from storms a few days ago, and I'm on a hijacked computer, but.... Yep, I was talking about J's pants! Again, not complaining! Speaking of pants.... Maybe he just shouldn't worry with underwear at all? (And what's with Chris's hand?) Dr. Tracy could be on to something, but I think you probably have pigeons on the brain. LOL! How about this from the other night. I was in a bike race, dressed in tight gear and the whole nine, sweating like crazy, but I was in my bare feet and carrying my bike on my back...and passing everyone. Go Sharon!

Cry on my friend!! If that's what you feel, then go for it. ;) I'm happy that you got to meet him!! I go to Charlotte on Tuesday and D.C. on the 8th, so maybe if I cross my fingers and say a hail Mary or two, I'll get a chance as well. :D

Can we get an Amen please.

Hi guys! I hijacked a computer because we have no power due to a storm that blew through a couple of days ago, and look what happens when I'm gone? This is BEYOND cute - it's amazing. My, my how this guy has relaxed!! Amazing. And to have such a undeniable shot of it is also, well, amazing! I love her reaction, priceless!! :D:D:D:D:D:D Hopefully I will be back online soon.....it's hard to be without power! :cry:

No telling what I'm sitting on around here! :laugh3: If you're interested, here's the entire article. I'm still looking where I actually found the thing! November, 2011 Seven o’clock in the evening. Empty restaurant, too early for dinner. The green pepper tenderloin bleeds when Chris Martin plunges the knife to cut the first bite. An unusual dish for an artist who’s joined Meet-Free Monday, the campaign promoted by Paul McCartney to confirm the properties of the vegetarian diet by abolishing animal proteins at least once a week. “I am terrified of getting fat,” the leader of Coldplay confesses, “and now, in the middle of the tour, a moderately proteic menu is what I need.” The British blockbuster band of 2011, thanks to their fifth album Mylo Xyloto, will be in Italy on May 24th. It’s the only concert, already sold out, at the Olympic Stadium in Turin. After 50 million albums sold in ten years and seven Grammy Awards, the single ‘Paradise’ is now at the top of the charts. 2012 will be a record year with a tour that with just one concert – New Year’s Eve in Abu Dhabi – has grossed 1.2 million euros. “I grew up thinking that an artist writes his best songs between 28 and 33 years old. Now I’m changing my mind,” says Martin, who turns 35 on March 2nd, before recommending his assistant to get him fresh fruit in the dressing room of Cinecitta, where Coldplay are guests in a TV show. “It’s for balancing the diet with vitamins and minerals. I never drank a beer or a coffee before starting this career. When I tried, I felt really bad. Now I do an hour of yoga and run every day, then I look in the mirror and see the same old Chris, what a disappointment,” he says gazing at the outskirts of the capital from the limousine smoked glass windows. The dressing room is a circus caravan. Narrow and full of fruit. Martin protects himself from cold and humidity with layers of orange, purple and dark green sweatshirt and a cap that turns him into a charismatic Franciscan. The voice is clear, deep, persuasive - it’s the same voice that sways the crowd in stadiums when he sings ‘In My Place.’ It is rare to meet him alone. He prefers to shield from prying questions with the other Coldplay members. But he’s a mature boy now, he swears, thanks to the success that hasn’t gone to his head. “Since we began it all went so fast that I didn’t have time to look back. I’m always asked, ‘isn’t all this pressure stressful?’ Not at all. Why? It was my dream. What we have to do is get on a plane, land in a city, play, take another plane and land in another city: two hours of glory in exchange for a bit of a boring routine, not bad.” He rearranges the inside of the caravan as if were his home. I’d like to have your job for a while,” he attacks. Then, a blast of questions. “For a journalist who loves music, it is frustrating not being able to play? Do you think fans believe that our band is in collusion with Hollywood just because I married an actress?” You are the star, I am the journalist, I remind him. He continued, “It was what I wanted to do after graduating in ancient literature - to write a review of OK Computer by Radiohead, a record that changed my life. I grew up with this obsession: to play, become famous, sing watching the audience swaying in front of the stage, feel the same emotions Bono feels when he is up there with U2. I didn’t have very clear ideas as a child. I was ravished by the circus world. When I was eleven I solemnly announced to my parents that I wanted to be a clown, and I think what I do now is not much different. I tried to practice on a unicycle for a while, imagining myself with the right makeup, a hat, a red nose. But I had already changed my mind at twelve. It was very hard to ride the unicycle, and I was literally crazy for Michael Jackson and A-ha.” He usually doesn’t have enough time to visit cities, but Rome tempts him. There’s a bit of time for a stroll downtown before it’s time to go onstage. From the top of the Janiculum you can see St. Peter’s dome. “You are Italian, therefore Catholic, right? Does having the Vatican here mean confronting with your faith every day?” I reverse these questions to him. He snorts, but he’s enjoying it. “I understand it’s me who needs to confess. I had my faith crisis, you know, in the middle of my youth. Everything in my life froze for a period. Even my passion for music. I became a bigot. I listened only to old religious songs. But in spite of this I was seduced by movies like Mary Poppins and The Wizard of Oz. Luckily this is the past, now my faith is kind of pantheistic. The quiet life of the Tibetan monk, the Muslim who kneels five times a day, the patient who prays the Virgin Mary for grace, all have the same strength and the same tenderness and spirituality.” Stars have short memory, but Martin clearly remembers an interview ending badly at the Crillon in Paris. The album X&Y had just been published, and Chris would have wanted to talk only about that, but in the meantime he had married actress Gwyneth Paltrow - it was clear that the press’ interest was not just for the songs. He told a lot of jokes trying to dodge these questions. The result was painful. “What did you write? That I was an idiot? You should have done it!” he exclaims, sweating after the live appearance on TV. He urges with questions. “Who are the most reluctant artists that you have interviewed? And the most talkative? And the most asshole?” he asks as he takes the stage dresses off and wears the three-colored comfortable sweatshirts again. Eventually he gives up and pronounces his wife’s name for the first time. He and Gwyneth met in 2002, married in 2003, have two children, Apple and Moses, seven and five years old respectively. “I often read about us: the pop star and the diva are special people. But what’s the special thing we have? We do not betray each other, we are not attached to the bottle, we do not offer material to tabloids and paparazzi. Flattery hasn’t spoiled us, success has not changed our prospects, wealth hasn’t made us arrogant. My wife is more normal than most girls next door and kids don’t care if you’re a star.If you choose to have a partner and children you must remain a real person, you don’t have time or want to keep polishing your Grammys.” He was shocked by the death of Michael Jackson, his first idol. He was touched by the fragility that tore Amy Winehouse away from a bright career. “Their stories have nothing to do with the deaths of other young people in rock history. Loneliness killed them,” he whispers. It is past midnight, the studios are empty, only a few guests and attendants are still at Cinecitta. “Success is a pop star’s worst enemy. It can give you the illusion that you’re about to become immortal, that you can afford all the excesses because you’re gonna get away with them one way or another. Once you can buy food and you don’t have to worry about the rent two things can happen: either you live of excesses, or your stop for a minute and realize how lucky you have been. As a band, we spontaneously underwent self-analysis, without the need of a headshrinker. We were really lucky, where would we be now without the success of the first album? We would be workmen? Work in a pub? Pissed off in the office? Live on the dole? Still at home with mom and dad? If Coldplay had never become famous I wouldn’t have met Gwyneth. So why mismanage this godsend from heaven?” Other questions while in the limo on our way to the airport. “Do you have children? No? Are you scared of living your life alone? He reflects. “I will be 44 in ten years. Dangerous age for a singer. Do you imagine yourself in ten years? Please answer this at least.” An old journalist who writes books about the loneliness of rock stars. “I will not be in that book,” he replies at once. “I want to be like Bruce Springsteen when I’m 60!” The limo stops. The private plane is already in motion. Destination Oslo. They will arrive at dawn. Before he gets off Chris frees his blond curls from the Franciscan hood; he’s as fresh and relaxed as after a long sleep. “I didn’t even eat one tangerine,” he says, “that’s a pity for my free radicals….”

OMG, great pics Ellen. Drool, drool, drool. I've used this a few times at the end of my posts before, LOL, because, well, he IS, right? Thanks to Thalia, this was posted on the Chris/Jonny thread, but I put it here because it's interesting. Most we knew already, but there are a couple funny ones, like this: "Chris once joked that though the band fights, it will never progress to a fistfight. 'I'm pretty sure that me and Guy, our bass player, would have an equal match,' he said. 'But I would never even approach Will with my hands raised. It's very good to be scared of your drummer, actually.'" LOL! http://www.radio1045.com/cc-common/gallery/photos.html?album_id=118557&p=7653981#/15/7653981

BROMANCE! :smug::smug: And even though this one isn't Chris/Jonny related, and I'll post elsewhere, but I thought this was funny: Chris once joked that though the band fights, it will never progress to a fistfight. "I'm pretty sure that me and Guy, our bass player, would have an equal match," he said. "But I would never even approach Will with my hands raised. It's very good to be scared of your drummer, actually."

I was reading through an Italian article from 2011 that I had saved in my documents and just thought I'd share these excerpts from a brilliant Chris Martin. “I often read about us: the pop star and the diva are special people. But what’s the special thing we have? We do not betray each other, we are not attached to the bottle, we do not offer material to tabloids and paparazzi. Flattery hasn’t spoiled us, success has not changed our prospects, wealth hasn’t made us arrogant. My wife is more normal than most girls next door and kids don’t care if you’re a star. If you choose to have a partner and children you must remain a real person, you don’t have time or want to keep polishing your Grammys.” “Success is a pop star’s worst enemy. It can give you the illusion that you’re about to become immortal, that you can afford all the excesses because you’re gonna get away with them one way or another. Once you can buy food and you don’t have to worry about the rent two things can happen: either you live of excesses, or you stop for a minute and realize how lucky you have been. As a band, we spontaneously underwent self-analysis, without the need of a headshrinker. We were really lucky, where would we be now without the success of the first album? We would be workmen? Work in a pub? Pissed off in the office? Live on the dole? Still at home with mom and dad? If Coldplay had never become famous I wouldn’t have met Gwyneth. So why mismanage this godsend from heaven?”

Can they get any tighter? :sneaky::D I mean, it's totally okay that they do, I'm just asking.

You know you're addicted to Chris/CP when you go to the beach and all you can think about is how many pages you are going to be behind and how many pictures you are missing and how many pervy jokes you could have taken part in! That's because of all of his awesomeness from being so awesome. Lucky girl. :cool: :laugh3: I'm heading out Monday to Charlotte for Phase 1 of Operation Coldplay, and I'd be willing to go all fangirl and hang by the back door, front door, trap door, side door and dog door so I can have a picture like this guy. Chris can wear any Jonny-soiled, torn, flowery shirt he wants so long as he stands by me and looks sweaty just for a second. Smile, don't smile, it doesn't matter - just stand there and look like your pretty self, and I'll do the rest. :laugh3: Oh, did I mention that Phase 1 of Operation Coldplay is 5 days away???!!! Get it together, Sharon..... If you're going to turn into a book, I TOTALLY see you as a porn mag, maybe even a Penthouse Forum. Totally. This is a compliment. :cool::laugh3: Cool!! Can you tell him to please ask Chris to come to the back door of the Time Warner building in Charlotte on Tuesday for a picture with me? Yes, I'm sure we all have plenty of....spaces....for Chris down here. Come join us! Hope you like mayo and cake. :sneaky: Okay, now for the pics.... Absolutely, positively ADORABLE. I want one!! Best orgasm faces on the planet. Oh Good Lord, the chest. The guy next to the stage almost looks worried. haha Besides looking like he was beat up, Surfing Chris is soooo hot. The man can do everything. I love my siggy sooooo much. (Thanks Rowme) HONEY, HONEY - GOD PUT A SMILE CHRIS!!! wninenfu93nmlk;dsiouibnfkadlidnp I WANT ONE!! PLEASE, CAN I HAVE ONE?

MORE!! MORE!! MORE!! MORE!! MORE!! MORE!! MORE!! Welcome back Emma! OMG....the pictures you girls have been posting....omg. There are so many good ones. I am on my sons iPad at the beach or would repost them all. Thanks!!! Kristal and Tracie, you girls are so perve with your Jonny/stain comments. I am appalled.....that you didn't think of it sooner. (Good girls). ;) ;) Oh and love the avatar Row!

Oh my.....million dollar shot!!!! ;)

I'm so glad they released it. I love, love, love this version!!! Guitars are gorgeous. I think it fits the feel of the song perfectly.

I'm alone in this, well, it's not that I particularly 'like' the way he dresses, but I like that he's his own man and does his own thing. :cool: How many can get away with going out in hoodies all of the time and shirts with holes in them? haha No, he shouldn't go to events like that, but he does clean up nicely for those things sometimes, right? :D:D (Even though the bracelets make me laugh!! :laugh3::laugh3:) THIS. WOW. Sorry, have to see that one more time.... As for this, it DOES look like he has "Down K!" on his wrist. :laugh3::laugh3::laugh3: Of course, it could be that he's giving her a command (ahem) or that she's worn him out. :wink3::D Who knows. :lol:

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Yes!

^^ Awesome pics! Thanks guys. Sorry, fresh out. Good luck finding anyone with any left around here. :\ LOL! When I first saw this pic, I said to my sister, "It looks like he's saying, 'I do declare Mr. Buckland, as I live and breathe...'" GMTA!! :laugh3::laugh3:

LOL! :lol: