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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