06 August 2005
All that Sound: Coldplay@Tweeter Center
(photo: "Look at the Stars." Chris Martin breaks it down for the devotees and the converted)
I've been feeling a little cynical around shows these days with all the whoring about of brokers and scalpers. I knew my cynicism had reached new heights when I actually considered writing a "thank you for not screwing me over" note to the guy on eBay who sold me the fabulous 10th row tickets. I realized others were just as tentative when I heard gleeful sighs of relief as fans were granted access through the Tweeter turnstiles -- and confirmation that their tickets were indeed real. Di, Annie and I almost turned cartwheels. James was quietly ecstatic, keeping his feet on the ground and herding us toward the concession stands. It's a sad state of affairs when you actually jump for joy when events transpire as they're supposed to. And it takes a lot to wipe out cynicism when it reaches these proportions but Coldplay has done it for me.
First, X&Y just may be my favorite Coldplay album yet and I'm happy to see Chris Martin didn't fizzle into obscurity like so many artists do when their joy eclipses their pain. Their live show, while always fantastic, has been reinvented into a souped-up, more energetic version of soulful shows past. On this tour, they've proven their concerts are not only spectacular because of proximity; they effortlessly translate to a larger venue. I loved the show so much I think it actually made me taller.
Hearing the entire crowd singing in unison to "The Scientist" and "Kingdom Come" and "Don't Panic" altered my brain chemistry. Chris Martin still plays that piano like he can barely stay in his seat, but he's given into his impulses and has become QUITE the dancer. He was practically hanging from the rafters, bounding off the stage and running up and down the aisles through the Pavilion. I nearly strained myself trying to keep my eyes on him. Other highlights: "Yellow," "Swallowed in the Sea," and "Everything's Not Lost."
The last song of the night was "Fix You" which feels like it was was made to be the last song of a stellar night: "Lights will guide you home..." And we all floated on a tidal wave right out of the Tweeter Center - which more than compensated for their not playing my favorite song, "X&Y." I'm going to let Steve Morse take it from here, before I degenerate into another Westerberg moment. View setlist here.
(photo: "The Devotees." James, Di, Code Red and I enjoy a pre-show parking lot nosh. Code Red makes a mean penne salad)
(photo: "The Converted." Neighboring tailgater, "Beauty Judge Chuck,"
thinks Coldplay is "fierce," especially because Di thinks so. Chuck was all right!)