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Coldplay, Mylo Xyloto
Capitol Records, Oct. 24

By Eric Saeger news@hippopress.com



These eternal second-bananas to Radiohead blew it pretty badly with 2009’s Viva la Vida, perhaps the most unpolished display of songwriting in rock history. Its heights of suckage really went beyond, the final insult being a lawsuit thrown at them by guitar god Joe Satriani, who (successfully, reading between the euphemistic lines of the settlement announcement) claimed that the title track included “substantial original portions” of the Satriani song “If I Could Fly.” Nice one, right? And so, Mylo Xyloto, for a lot of reasons, had to be a good album, and it is, for a lot of reasons. Despite ridiculous claims that this album is rooted in “industrial rock” (is that even really a genre?), they’ve obviously been listening to twee and Bowery Ballroom underdogs to the point of pain, which did result in the creation of some seriously ear-gluey parts that made it onto this record. Nearly all the tunes, “Up in Flames” being an exception, feature at least one hook, if not actual attempts at combining multiple parts to create, you know, songs. Although it sometimes reads like a last-minute essay on Indie Rock of the Aughts (one lonely drum-n-bass part, lots of shoegaze, some yucky xylophone), it’s certainly indicative of a legitimate growth spurt for these lazy orgying dweebs. A — Eric W. Saeger






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