I didn't even listen to the previews before buying this album—it's Coldplay, so you know it'll be good. The question is, will it be curl up and read a book with a mug of tea good, or soaring heart-seizing cosmic choirs of inspiration good? As it turns out, some of both. It's vintage Coldplay, personal and moving, shifting between a racing, thrumming tapestry of guitars and synths with Chris Martin's characteristic whoa-ohhh's on "Hurts Like Heaven,"to a rough, low break-your-heart croon on the more subdued track "Us Against the World."