How strange it is to find that the band of 40 men who made their name by playing very serious music pivoted to big pop.
Coldplay’s 9th album, Ball musicIs full of songs that seem to have survived the heyday of One Direction and is being produced by Pop Arch Overlord Max Martin.
There’s also a collaboration between Selena Gomez and BTS – Chris Martin is trying to go down with the kids in a way as Simon Pegg’s 12-year-old daughter was in charge of their inclusion on this week’s stage. I said there is.
I’m not saying it’s bad (although it’s not great). Coldplay still knows how to write epics for huge stadiums such as “Higher Power” with the “Boys of Summer” shade.
And tell us what you like about the 10-minute “Coloratura”. But it does show that the band still has new ideas that they want to try. Ideas such as orchestral sunspots, infinite trills, discordant piano bulges, and pulling back the torn sound from “Imagine” to a run. But that goes on a bit.
You get the feeling that Coldplay feels helpless about their position in the world and the problems that lie on it, for all the bright joy of the record.
They soaked their restless energy in ferocious additives, such as “People of the Pride,” which is as frankly as Coldplay songs and as non-coldplay as Coldplay songs. I poured it into the song.
In contrast, “Human Heart” is a layer of gorgeous harmony that you can imagine hearing in a cathedral. Don’t talk about “Biutyful”, which is very annoying with vocal ridicule and saccharin setup.
I’m not going to call it a midlife crisis, but it’s certainly something of middle age. Longing for more from life and the music they make, they are retreating to young people in other bands rather than themselves. It may be a commercial hit, but a significant amount is a mistake.
Stream: My Universe, Human Heart, Coloratura