Pianists of the world, unite!

I'm sure all of us piano players have had the thought cross our minds at least once before: "Wow, I'm too socially awkward to talk to that girl, maybe if I play 'clocks' on that piano over there, I'll look both talented and deep - she'll be mine before I get to the chorus".

Well, I'm sorry. Playing the same nine notes over and over again doesn't make you look cool. It makes you look like a toolbox. There is no talent or depth in this song. It is a product, engineered to climb charts and make record label executives rich and pay for Apple Martin's Yale education.

No talent: This song consists of 3 chords: Eb major, Bb minor, and F minor. And instead of having an interesting melody or beat, the piano portion of this song consists of playing these chords over and over again. Eventually, the chords change into other chords and are played on top of the original chords. I can't wait for this song to be on Guitar Hero - you'll have to hit the same button pattern for 2 minutes and then another one for the rest of the song. They actually printed sheet music for this:http://www.amazon.com/Coldplay-Rush-Blood-Head/d p/0711996067/ref=pd_bbs_2?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=121654 3948&sr=8-2, it took all of 15 seconds to write the 20 distinct notes in and copy+paste 71 more pages in.

No depth: The chorus goes "you are you are you are you are you are". Deep. Martin moans: "Home, home: where I wanted to go". Wow, he certainly captures the human condition there.

There's nothing to this song... It's just the same crap, getting louder and adding more instruments and reverb and adding more chorus to Chris Martin's voice... and then it gets all soft... and then it gets loud again. There's a reason Coldplay's music has been less and less critically recieved as the years go by - it's just a fad that no one will remember in the decades to come, except current fans who will desperately try to hide the fact that they once revered this group of hacks.

If the temptation to play this ever crosses your mind, to be "popular", don't listen. You've got talent. You've got some sort of intelligence. If your friends need you to play trashy overproduced music-by-committee to see you in a favorable light, then you need new friends.