Opening on a new song doesn’t instill the greatest faith in those of us that aren’t die hards; but this is Coldplay. They do what they want. And it’s damn rad.
After project: open with new song, the Brits launched into Yellow, showing their claws with their first smash single.
In your place followed. What a lovely sing-a-long. And then… Oh another new song. My vocals just got warmed up. New songs sound a little rubbish, sorry guys, but we only like you when we can sing along.
During this time an interesting conversation popped up: would having sex with Chris Martin be like fucking your female best friend? Does being sexually attracted to him make you a lesbian? Possibly. But there are way sexier girls… Insert Allison Mossheart… But I digress.
The Scientist filled every lung in every person in every corner of the dusty amphitheater. Shiver had people swaying left right and centre and we loved them and let them know in Violet Hill.
While I’m not convinced on their new album yet, this set has made me a believer that all hype surrounding their live shows is justified. Martin’s voice is clear, perfectly on key and at times even incredibly soulful. The band are amazing live, playing flawlessly without sounding like their recordings and their crowd… Well, the people have definitely spoken, they love this band.
With a much bigger production and budget to the last time they headlined this festival in 2003, there were fears that the incredible inclusive feel of their live festival show would be diluted. Fears 100% unfounded. They’re singing to me and you know they are. Don’t try and convince me or the lady next to me otherwise.
What did you think? Who was the highlight of your Splendour In The Grass?