Coldplay’s A Rush of Blood . . . is an excellent recording. The group’s first CD was pretty good, too.
So I downloaded the band’s new X&Y album yesterday and have listened to it a few times. Good God. What a total treacle-fest. The whole thing is so repetitive and self-absorbed. It should be called “CD About Gwyneth.”
I’m sure Paltrow wouldn’t permit it, but Chris Martin needs to hang around a pipe band for a year.