
Singing along, duet-style, with a falsetto, vocoder-rendered version of himself, Martin gently coos, "when you love me, love me, love me" to some space alien other, and all is right with the world. The same could be said for the band's latest chart-topper "My Universe," featuring K-Pop sensation BTS.Īnd then there's "Biutyful," which should have come off like the worse kind of schmaltz, only to turn out to be genuinely tender and charming. I can already imagine the laser-driven pyrotechnics that will accompany their performance of "Humankind" during next summer's stadium tour. Brimming with unquenched optimism, "Humankind" stands with Coldplay's finest anthems - songs like "A Sky Full of Stars" and "Every Teardrop Is a Waterfall." Tunes like "Humankind" soar in the very same arena-friendly fashion that we've come to expect from Chris Martin and the boys over the years.
That's not to say that there aren't some winning songs on Coldplay's new LP. But this isn't "Dark Side of the Moon" or " The Wall." To be candid, "Music of the Spheres" is an unholy mess of a record, confusing and conflating generic impulses towards synth-pop, ambient sound, and electronica, among other stylistic pretensions.

Coldplay's ninth studio album "Music of the Spheres" acts as a paean of sorts to space rock, the hypnotic, often distorted sound most commonly associated with Pink Floyd.
