Coldplay, A Rush Of Blood To The Head

David Raposa

By David Raposa

on 05.18.11 in Reviews

A Rush Of Blood To The Head


A Rush of Blood To The Head is Coldplay's second album, but for all intents and purposes, it had might as well be their debut. If it weren't for the presence of Chris Martin's indomitable moan on both records, you'd think they were made by different groups. That's not to say they should disown the modest and pleasantly diverting Parachutes; it's just that there's nothing remotely modest about Blood. While Coldplay took their cues from more genteel Britpop bands the first time around, Blood finds them cribbing moves from the biggest and brashest one of all: Oasis.

It takes the hardest of hearts to not succumb to the album’s relentless catchiness

Like The Brothers Gallagher, Blood often expresses itself using moon-June-spoon sentiments that are universal to a fault. And like Oasis at its best, these sentiments are tied to the sorts of indelible melodies that reach the farthest reaches of any venue in which they're played. Even a disinterested casual listener will recognize the rolling piano line that loops through "Clocks," or the stately "Imagine"-like chording in "The Scientist." The non-singles on Blood (and, yes, despite this album's multi-platinum ubiquity, some songs weren't played on the radio), like the brooding "A Whisper" or the lilting "Green Eyes," will also gladly sink their hooks into you, whether you want them to or not. It takes the hardest of hearts to not succumb to Blood's relentless catchiness, so do yourself a favor and just give in.