  Cold (n' Hot) Play HAL, I am sorry to break it to you, but that show was all for me . I know I told you I had to "catch a flight" at 4am, but it really was to meet Chris without hurting your feelings. It's unfortunate you had to find out this way. Yes, the show was great, but the time we waited before Coldplay came on was clear proof of who were the biggest fans. We started about 10 layers of people back from the stage when we first arrived at 6:15. There were 2 (yes, TWO) opening bands before Coldplay finally made its appearance.
What we survived: feeling really, really old; standing for over 3 hours with no water (or BOOZE - it was a "dry arena"...Duf and I would have downed at least 2 more cosmos otherwise); a weirdo who kept staring (without blinking) at HAL's chest and then asked me about my monkey shirt ("So, what's up with the monkey? " "Who are you tryin' to get crazy with, ese? Don't you know I'm loco? "); some pot smokers from Sandwich, IL ("I like Jewish ass.
" "Wait, you know I'm Jewish. "); a horrible, all-14-year-old girl band called Eisley ("Please visit our website. Please! "); and lots and lots of sweatiness. We ended up only 4 people back from the stage once Coldplay started. It was awesome. To whoever's foot I totally stomped on while jumping up and down and screaming like a lunatic: I'm very sorry, but this ain't Madonna, bitch. 
