With the Centers large expanse divided in half, Coldplay fans experienced an intimate and subdued concert; one that was free from distracting pyrotechnics or muffled acoustics, and had the time of their lives following frontman Chris Martins comedic cues to sing along with him.
The band kicked off the evening with a resounding bang, playing the upbeat and pulsing Politik, the first track on their latest album A Rush of Blood to the Head. The dynamic opener more than compensated for a forgettable opening act, The Music, and was all the incentive the audience needed to get out of their seats and get into the moment. Good evening, Martin said, and so far, so good.
Though the British quartet played for a mere hour and 15 minutes, they left none of their usual crowd-pleasers unplayed. Trouble, Yellow and In My Place were those that drew the greatest response from the crowd, although the band was not afraid to indulge the fans with a sense of humor. During Yellow, the few spotlights that lit the stage were turned out toward he crowd and projected huge yellow circles across the fans adoring faces. Clearly, the band anticipated a radio-hit-dictated response.
Martin assured fans that Trouble would be the only really serious song of the night, and countered the melancholy, apologetic song with a crack about his receding hairline.
The most notable tunes of the evening, however, were those songs that had not received considerable air time. Spies and Everythings Not Lost, from the bands first album, Parachutes, were beautifully sung and emphatically embraced by the audience. Martins vocals were impeccable, and his transitions from the piano to the microphone were comically infused with his notoriously unorthodox dance moves. Flailing his arms and jumping ecstatically, he plainly conveyed his unflappable enthusiasm for the stage and for his music.
As far as the die hard fans were concerned, the evening ended all too soon. The band briefly exited the stage after playing their soulfully sweet ballad The Scientist, but returned for a short encore with the powerfully rhythmic single, Clocks. Lastly, bathed in a bluish-green pool of light, the band played the hidden track Life is for Living, off of Parachutes, and gracefully bid the audience farewell.
Martin, the sole spokesperson for the band, thanked the fans for their dedication and professed his elation at having the best job in the world. He then pointed to the Internet address listed across the four monitors on the bands basic stage-setup and mentioned that Maketradefair.com is a really good website to go to. Not the most eloquent exit, perhaps, but certainly a memorable one.