Coldplay are following me around. Not only did they announce their headline slot at Glastonbury after I'd decided I was going, but they conspired with Michael Eavis to ensure everyone else playing when they were was just as vapid. Then, to top it all off, I went home last night only to discover I could hear bloody Coldplay (don't know why I capitalise them, they don't deserve it) playing in my bloody street! It turns out Crystal Palace is just down the way, and they were playing there last night. I bet they're playing this evening too...
If they play Corby Glen in mid July, I shall take out a restraining order.
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