I’ve never been a big fan of Coldplay, but I’ve always respected their music. Lately, I’ve formed a certain bias for British entertainment, especially for their music and comedy. Perhaps this is why I occasionally give Coldplay’s music a chance when I’m completely bored of listening to everything else.

Today I was listening to their latest single, “Viva la Vida” and for the first time I found myself interested, and somewhat enchanted, by one of their songs. Usually I would describe Chris Martin’s voice as too feminine and wimpy for my taste, but today I could only take notice of its gentle, melancholic nature. He seemed to perfectly execute the lyrics.

So there you have it. I wouldn’t call myself a Coldplay convert — I doubt I’ll like the tune as much tomorrow — but for that little piece of satisfaction, in a day filled with rushed meals, new coffee stains, unappreciative clients and overly sensitive co-workers, I am glad to have felt it.