Chris Martin looses his mild-mannered rock star image and smashes windshields with rocks. He has a court hearing in Australia in October:


COLDPLAY’s frontman CHRIS MARTIN has been arrested in Australia.



The singer now has a date in court after freaking out and attacking a photographer’s car just after these surfing pictures were taken.



Yes, that’s right, the most well-behaved and downright boring rock star on the planet has been a naughty boy.



Chris had his collar felt for hitting the windscreen of a cameraman’s car with a rock at surfing haven Byron Bay.



He’ll have to go back there to explain himself to magistrates on October 8.



Camera-shy Chris was indulging in a bit of surfing in the town’s Seven Mile Beach yesterday when photographer John Lester decided to take some pics. But Chris dashed to the shore to insist John remove the pictures from his digital camera.



When he refused, Chris picked up a rock and started smashing it against the window of the photographer’s Jeep.



It’s claimed he hit the windscreen eight times before giving up – and then tried to let air out of the tyres.



Lensman John says: “He just lost it. I told him I was entitled to take pictures of him on a public beach but he wouldn’t accept it.



“He didn’t manage to break through the screen but the window now has to be replaced. I didn’t get involved but went straight to the police.”



Police later went to the hotel Chris and movie star girlfriend GWYNETH PALTROW are staying in. The star admitted his actions and was arrested.



Coldplay are on the Australian leg of their world tour.



I can’t condone vandalism and violence but I can’t help feeling a little relieved that Chris has at last started acting like a proper rock star.



Maybe LIAM GALLAGHER will want to be his mate again now.

Can’t wait to watch “The Restaurant” tonight.

Mya sings “Late” on her new album.

From the man who brought Nick Hornby’s rock-nerd Rob to life comes… fishing for human organs in toilets. An interview ith Stephen Frears.

Idlewild’s struggle to be heard. “Capitol, which puts out Radiohead’s records here as well as Coldplay’s, elected not to spend the several hundred thousand dollars it takes to get a single on radio playlists and give it a shot at the charts. So while Radiohead and Coldplay have both broken into the ranks of normal people and solidified near-superstar status with popular new records, Idlewild is trying to do it the old-fashioned way — by touring. In the bigger cities and some college towns — places where the quotient of music freaks is high — the group does well. It’s everywhere else in the great wide-open mallscape of the United States that it has problems.”

Northern State: Three white girls from Strong Island.

Way to Take Things Too Seriously, Buddy!

Sure the Siren Festival is great for things like music and carnival acts, but what it’s better for is HIPSTER BINGO. If you never thought you’d see the day someone actually took this thing seriously, well congrats, because you’ve seen that day. We took it upon ourselves to print out a copy of the now infamous Hipster Bingo card created by CatBirdSeat and have a bit of fun. The rules of Hipster Bingo include the fact that you can’t use anyone you know. (Believe us, we could have won in a heartbeat!)

Armed with our Bingo card, a pen, and a digital camera, we approached unsuspecting victims, shoved a camera in their faces and snaped a picture without telling them why. We then whipped out our Bingo card and quietly crossed off the appropriate box as they looked on in (bemused) embarrassment, said “thanks,” and then walked away with no further explaination.
Here are some of the results:

B-I-N-G-O! B-I-N-G-O!
B-I-N-G-O! B-I-N-G-O!
B-I-N-G-O! B-I-N-G-O!
B-I-N-G-O! B-I-N-G-O!
B-I-N-G-O! B-I-N-G-O!
B-I-N-G-O!

Believe it or not, we did run into some resistant hipsters. We wanted to take a picture of this guy with a perfect “circa-1968 jagger haircut” but he was all “no no no no!” “But you’re on our Hipster Bingo!,” we tried arguing to no avail. Bastard. Then some dude walked by us and dropped a pack of Parliament cigarettes, and we fumbled for our camera. He picked up the smokes and we shouted, “Hey can we take a picture–,” but he just started walking away, so we continued shouting, “…you’re on our Hipster Bingo, YOU A**HOLE!”

(If any of these people are your friends, hey, it’s not our fault you’re buddies with hipsters.)