There are few media punching bags bigger than Coldplay. Yes, you have your Nickelbacks, Justin Biebers, and Shia Lebeoufs, but no one is less deserving of all the ragging they get than Coldplay. Sure they aren’t exactly hip and have dipped since their first few albums, but I would argue their biggest crime is being too earnest and wearing their heart on their sleeves. Sure Chris Martin is a bit of a cheeseball, but he has written some great songs and released at least three worthwhile albums with the band. Their latest, Ghost Stories, is the UK band taking a break (for the most part) from their arena rock ways in favor of a quieter, more melancholic sound. At only nine tracks, Coldplay show a welcome amount of restraint, even if they only hit on half the tracks.
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Coldplay – Mylo Xyloto
I can’t say that I’ve been completely “in” on Coldplay since the release of X & Y, and it is hard for me to put a finger on exactly why I stopped listening to them. I didn’t really enjoy X & Y all that much, but one mediocre album rarely dissuades me from completely removing a band from my musical consciousness. Never was there a moment where I said to myself “Screw Coldplay”, “They’re sellouts”, or “Chris Martin should strap himself to a bomb, go on stage with U2, and flip the switch”. I think what happened was, even without paying particularly close attention to Coldplay post-X & Y, I knew that they had begun fully transitioning into “arena-rock band” mode, while focusing less on the sparse piano and simple guitar ballads that won my affection to begin with.
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