



Ghost Stories is set somewhere between depression and acceptance: While Martin sprints all the way out to the precipice, Coldplay – still the same four guys who brought you “Yellow” in 2000 and share equal credit on every track – don’t slip over the edge. Live, the band has been performing the tune with a pair of dueling laser harps, as bassist Guy Berryman and Martin guide the track’s EDM-y spaz-out from opposite ends of the stage. Many multitracked Martins mournfully harmonize on “Midnight,” the album’s sprawling linchpin, as sputtering synths mimic the disorientation he sings about. On several songs, drummer Will Champion experiments with the gentle thump of synth percussion.

By the time he reaches the closer, “O,” Martin is a ghost, too, a plume of smoke chasing a flock of birds into the sky.Ĭo-producer Paul Epworth, who famously helped Adele roll to a Grammys sweep in 2012, does a laudable job helping Coldplay peel back the layers of 2011’s Brian Eno-led Mylo Xyloto, landing on a more minimalist palette. On the mournful “Oceans,” Martin’s falsetto flings itself against an acoustic guitar and holds on for dear life. “You’re always in my head,” Martin croons on the hushed opener, prodded on by guitarist Jonny Buckland’s chiming riff he keeps that vow for 43 raw minutes. Instead of broad, arms-outstretched choruses and irresistible, foot-stomping anthems, there are whimpers and wails that recall the anguished warbling of Kanye West‘s 808s & Heartbreak or Bon Iver’s Bon Iver. The result is a Coldplay LP unlike anything the band has done before. For the first time in ages, Martin isn’t trying to “Fix You.” Now he needs to repair himself. The record comes just two months after Martin and his wife of a decade, Gwyneth Paltrow, announced their “conscious uncoupling” – outwardly a breakup with the best intentions, but a split all the same. But what happens when he doesn’t have someone to write all those lush ballads for?Ĭoldplay‘s sixth album is called Ghost Stories, and there’s a blond phantom obviously haunting its nine tracks. Since we met Chris Martin 14 years ago, he’s been a trusted emotional shepherd, nudging us to hear the clanging bells, marvel at the stars, glow in the dark, obey our hearts.
