The stand-out track, Coloratura, is superb, a sprawling orchestral epic that begins with ethereal piano and continues for more than 10 atmospheric minutes. It’s an achingly beautiful hymn to the afterlife, the great beyond. “We fell in through the clouds and everyone before us is there welcoming us now,” sings Chris Martin.
It’s not quite Pink Floyd but it’s tailor-made for festival crowds with a sea of smartphone torches.
“In the end it’s all about the love you’re sending out,” Martin adds, channelling George Harrison.
Other absolute belters include the anthemic People Of The Pride which begins with a keyboard fanfare before building into a simple but addictive glam rock riff. If Marc Bolan had lived into the synthesiser era, he’d have sounded like this.
He’d have dug the defiant lyrics too as Chris Martin declares “We’re no longer going to fight for some old crook and all his crimes?”
Humankind is stirring and ebullient, sweeping you along to a chorus that explodes like one of Gwyneth’s candles, while Let Somebody Go is a tender break-up ballad featuring Selena Gomez.
Martin sings, “When I called the mathematicians and asked them to explain/they say love is only equal to the pain.”
The more straightforward pop songs are less impressive. Biutyful is syrupy cod-soul. My Universe, a collaboration with BTS, sounds like K-Pop Daft Punk with the familiar message, “We are all one in the universe”.
Chris tempts reviewers on Higher Power, a song redolent of Genesis at their most easy listening. “I’m like a broken record,” he declares. Brace yourself for the punchline.