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You'll be dropped at a moment's notice when his guitarist is 'feeling meh', or his bassist's gerbil died…or he's been offered a plus one to a gig where he HATES the band but there might be a schmoozable contact there. Your desire to be in bed before 1am on a schoolnight will make you feel squarer than Spongebob and you can forget any notion that sex will happen within the confines of when "The Man" dictates you should have it.3. Ok so consciously-uncoupling's got Gwynnie written all over it but when quizzed about their split, Chris Martin essentially bemoaned his inability to extract enjoyment from what was otherwise a great relationship because of "this". The self-loathing that accompanies his 'gift' is part of the fabric of his being and as such, no singular experience is lived outside its realms. Your trip to Glastonbury made him gag at the thought of meaningless escapism for average people to get off their tits and pretend they're bohemian for a week. be prepared to embrace your new life as the NOT-cool one.7. He simply cannot fathom why you'd willingly pay upwards of £300 to sit on a beach elsewhere as that would be passing up opportunities to hang out in artisan coffee shops and dinge-bars. His hand-to-mouth existence means the prospect of planning anything beyond the next three hours makes his palms sweat. If you complain about this, you're massively selfish, FYI. "", presumably, being the relentless torture that inflicts musicians on an epidemic scale. His existential crisis is the Camilla to your Charles and Diana. His neuroticism puts him at the centre of any number of imagined scenarios in which he's letting you down or breaking your heart or HEY WHAT A GREAT IDEA FOR A SONG! Fellow creators find that crush and immediately begin thinking about how they could emulate and work with the other, and from there, magic can happen.Songwriter Link aims to connect songwriters that complement each other perfectly, which should hopefully lead to amazing music. He, however, has lived the life less ordinary forever and as such cannot fathom the prospect of being enchained in the corporate routine of work/sleep/death.The key here is that even Chris Martin (who really ought to know better) allowed this "burden" to take precedence over simply getting over himself. If like me, you had visions of yourself hanging out backstage like Kate Moss, all red lipstick and Ray-Bans, fag in hand, well… Instead, you are quite literally the embodiment of "great…his bird's here", as his bandmates lament his imagined descent from iconoclastic pioneer to watered down beacon of Brita–filtered domesticity. On the other hand, when you're not in the building, any hopeful female admirers will have dissipated long before the band emerges at 1am arguing about van space and who isn't pulling their weight.
live music industry is booming, according to IBISWorld, to the tune of billion.Any given album or music video can have tons of people helping out with this or that, but they often go unmentioned.