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Coldplay is comfort food.
The riffs rock softly but firmly, the way a cradle does.
Lead singer Chris Martins voice is pillowy and encouraging, like a hug.
One of his most memorable lyrics goes, I will give a shot to fix you.
Youll catch yourself remembering someone you miss, and you will cry.
This is Chris Martins superpower, the well from which Coldplays hits spring.
Coldplay doesnt want to be this band.
Theyve been running from the sleepy, sad-bastard excellence of 2000sParachutesever since.
That was supposed to be the end of the band.
But it inverts the old albums introversion.
Theyre not reminding us that we live in a beautiful world.
The observations are quick and to the point; the result is a birds-eye view of worldwide disorder.
Although its being called a double album,Everyday Lifeis shorter thanX&YandA Rush of Blood.
Its 18 songs pass in a flash, because Coldplay has rediscovered brevity.
Many seem like sketches, voice notes, and solo acoustic performances.
Eko celebrates the beauty of Lagos with help from hometown hero Tiwa Savage.
BrokEn tackles gospel, and Trouble in Town closes on a Sowetan childrens chorus.
Elsewhere, there are samples of American jazz heavyweight Alice Coltrane and Nigerian composer Harcourt Whyte.
The game-winning play is making sure this shit sounds archetypally like Coldplay.
The other smart move is bringing in voices from other cultures.
Its a big bang for a band believed to be dead or dying.
