Say what you want about Coldplay, Chris Martin’s lyrics, or the band artiness (or lack thereof); their show in Atlanta was nothing short of brilliance and their new album Viva La Vida has forced me to eat most of my prior criticisms and come out of the closet as a proper Coldplay fan interested in where they go next. Cue Prospekt March EP.
Karina and I were quite a few rows behind this fellow; though this presentation of the spectacle during the finale is remarkably accurate for everyone on the floor.
I highly recommend following the link in order to watch the video in high quality.
I’ve been working on a review of Mount Eerie’s latest album with Julie Doiron, Lost Wisdom. Here’s a little performance of my personal favorite off the album, “Voice In Headphones” sans Julie et al. Yes, he’s singing the chorus to Bjork’s “Undo.” Yes, its amazing.
Amanda Palmer isn’t known for her subtlety, nor is her producer Ben Folds. Though they be no Oliver Stones of the indie world, occasionally their songs come across like sardonic, dark sledgehammers. “Oasis” is no exception; its a pop song about a rape and its subsequent, necessary abortion. Is the song shocking? Is it meant to provoke? Palmer, though blunt, plays with her audience’s reception of a narrative of a(n assumably fictional, though based no doubt on real life) horrific event that’s presented in such an undeniably toe-tapping way.
She made a Cindy Lauper-esque video, which is just as ridiculously captivating as the song (the album’s first single, natch):
