This morning during my workout I decided to revisit Coldplay’s new album “A Head Full of Dreams.” If you haven’t listened to it; it’s a great piece of aural art. Catchy, thoughtful tunes that show a high musical IQ by both the way it’s performed and written capturing the perfect blend of small room intimacy with grand scale presentation.
They are truly a great band with cultural relevance to our generation.
Anyway. I thoroughly enjoyed the halftime show at Super Bowl 50 and was annoyed that there was shade being thrown toward then on social media.
There were comments about……Chris Martin being the Uber drive that was let on stage with Beyonce and BrunoMars (kinda funny I admit, but disrespectful nonetheless).
Comments about how Coldplay believing in love was the NFL’s ploy to entertain women viewers and that they had no businesses being on the stage etc.
Comments about how if it weren’t for Beyonce and Bruno Mars, it would have been the worst halftime show in the history of the Super Bowl (really? C’mon man!).
I tweeted last night the above caption because I felt it was completed unwarranted criticism. Then I saw more shade this morning and thought there is a deeper message here:
When our lives suck, it’s easy to lash out and find fault; even at the greats.
This isn’t people talking smack against a brash athlete that finally got beat. It’s not the public finally getting a chance to see Coldplay as the “fraud they are” on the biggest stage in the world. It’s just shade because people aren’t engaged in their own pursuits of happiness. In 2016 there is a cottage industry about this type of behavior.
Maybe I’m perpetuating the problem by acknowledging it, but my thoughts are to STFU and go do something. When you’re at that level, THEN someone might want to listen to your perceptive. Until then, get on with improving yourself.
Carry on 🙂
-BP
