29 June 2012: American Airlines Arena, Miami, FL, USA
- Mylo Xyloto
- Hurts Like Heaven
- In My Place
- Major Minus
- Lovers In Japan
- The Scientist
- Violet Hill
- God Put A Smile Upon Your Face
- Princess Of China
- Up In Flames
- Warning Sign
- Don't Let It Break Your Heart
- Viva La Vida
- Charlie Brown
- Us Against The World
- Speed Of Sound
- Fix You
- Every Teardrop Is A Waterfall
Photos from this show can be found at Coldplaying.com in the Gallery thread for Miami. http://www.coldplaying.com/forum/gallery/showgallery.php/cat/1959
Videos from this show can be found in the first post of the Coldplaying forum live thread for this show at http://www.coldplaying.com/forum/showthread.php?t=90971
All post-show discussion for this show at the forum thread http://www.coldplaying.com/forum/showthread.php?t=90971
All fan reviews have been submitted to us by the members of Coldplaying.com, unless stated otherwise.
Just got back from another AMAZING show! Gwyneth was in the house for this one, which went pretty perfect from start to finish. Chris took into account the latinos in Miami, using Spanish a couple of times. There are few words to express what this show is all about, but I would tell you that it is about seeing the boys at their best, giving everything each night. It is unbelievable how much drive they have, especially after having done everything you can do in the music business to be successful. Was in second row, this time in Jonny's side, who wasn't so cool like Guy (strangely).
Made eye-contact with Chris and Guy a couple of times and overall, had the most amazing night of my life again. The crowd was very good, although in the first rows we got many girls whose only obsession is to see and film Chris but they don't know a song from our beloved band. It is kind of sad that he gets so much attention and the other ones go unnoticed when they are so talented. The crew and the roadies were fantastic as usual. They are a great time and are the most wonderful people on earth. God bless them. A great band and a great crew. What more can you ask? I have nothing but to wish the best to the boys and to wish everyone who gets to go to a concert to have the times of your lives, until we wait for the Coldplay Film. I LOVE THIS BAND and I cannot wait to see what's to come! Cheers everybody! [thanks the_escapist]
He was SO nice to come over to us. Miss Jackie wouldn't allow posed photos but he was signing everything for almost everyone who was waiting. He signed my Oxfam shirt, shook my hand TWICE, and remembered me from the Hollywood Bowl and American Idol. Gwyneth was with him but waiting in the car while he came to the fans. Incredible man he is. [thanks LFDianne]
It was a fantastic concert, absolutely fantastic. I got out of there with eight new Xylobands! My friends are ridic awesome and crazy. I found one someone had left behind and some people saw my wrists stacked with them and gave me theirs since they thought I was collecting them, great people you meet at concerts. I was also extremely lucky to walk away with a guitar pick! My friend got a set list and a guitar pick, too. Seriously, Coldplay has some of the nicest stage hands I have ever met. They really care about the fans and they don't turn them away, security and venue staff are the people you have to really worry about now... Party poopers at times!
It sucks a bit that I missed Chris at the end signing stuff, but it's only a matter of time till our paths cross. MARTIN, I WILL GET YOU YET! Though, not gonna lie, what bums me out more is that Gwyneth was there and I missed her too, hahaha. I've heard she's such a cool and kind person, it would've been awesome to wave at her, at least. Glad all of you had fun, though. [thanks Afterglows]
There was a group of 5 people next to us that came in late and didn't receive the XyloBands and they were pretty upset so I gave them my extra package of glow sticks/bracelets! I didn't want them to be left out of the light part of the show and they were ecstatic that they weren't left put anymore. I felt like such a good person Anyways..so the band preformed and I couldn't stop singing and standing up and I cried a few times just because everything was sooo surreal. It was a great concert and I will never forget it. The band definitely knows how to put on a show and they made every other concert I've been too..look like crap haha! So when the concert endeded, everyone was flooding out of the arena and my phone died and my moms was about to but my dad was in Miami waiting for us to cal him to pick us up. So we called him and after waiting and walking down Biscyane Blvd. in Miami for about 30 minutes, my dad finally showed up. The traffic was insane! Someone rear ended another car in front of me!! The concert was spectacular and I knew it would be great..and they didn't disappoint! I bought a shirt, got 2 Xylobands(pink and red), the your book, and Wolf Gangs CD.
I just woke up since I have to go to work soon...and it's so depressing that the whole concert is over. I wish it could last forever. I defiantly can't wait to see what's in store for the band in the future and I'm defiantly going to every local concert when they come back and ONE DAY I'll meet them! Anyways, thanks for hearing my review. The band and their concert definetly gets 1,000,000 stars out of 5. Now I am off to work and will be wearing my shirt and Xyloband. COLDPLAY FOREVER. <3 [thanks ColdplayFan1239]
Miami.com: When established rock groups tour in support of a new album, they typically give their fans a fairly brief taste of their fresh tracks, maybe four or five songs. Not Coldplay. The Grammy-winning British band – led by the lovably manic Chris Martin – dazzled a sold-out AmericanAirlines Arena in downtown Miami on Friday night as part of its “Mylo Zyloto” tour by performing all but two of the album’s 11 songs. And why not? The new material from the group’s fifth album uniformly stands up to Coldplay favorites, especially live. The fist-pumping anthems “Charlie Brown,” “Princess of China” (with vocals by Rihanna mixed in on the video screens), “Paradise” and the closing “Every Teardrop Is a Waterfall” are instant classics, sure to be a part of Coldplay shows for years to come, and all whipped the adoring crowd into a frenzy.
But as well-received as the recent songs were, the older ones provided most of the emotional spark. The heart-wrenching piano ballad “The Scientist” had everyone howling along to the chorus’ lyric “Nobody said it was easy”; Martin performed a tender version of “Warning Sign” on a piano that rose from the end of the runway in the middle of the arena floor; the bracing “Viva la Vida” was as compelling as ever, with its ending “Oh-oh-OH-oh-ohhhh-oh” chant that’s reminiscent of happy football hooligans celebrating a victory over a pint; and the gripping “Fix You” showed Martin at his best, with his falsetto strong and pure at the beginning, and his stage-roaming showmanship on full display at its cathartic end.
Other highlights included the riveting “Clocks,” with Martin flailing dangerously on his piano seat, and “Yellow” and “God Put a Smile Upon Your Face” rearranged to open in mellow fashion before exploding into their full glory. As the band strives to involve the entire crowd, Martin appeared in an aisle toward the back of the arena with an acoustic guitar to sing the swaying new ballad “Us Against the World,” and then the rest of the band surfaced – with a piano, even – to bang out a low-key version of “Speed of Sound.” On his way back to the main stage, Martin ran up into the crowd to lay a big kiss on his wife, actress Gwyneth Paltrow, who proceeded to blush furiously.
More clever gimmicks also helped amp up the party atmosphere. Each concertgoer upon entry was given a colored wristband, which lighted up automatically during the racing opener, “Hurts Like Heaven,” creating a sea of red, green, pink and white lights throughout the packed arena (even extending behind the stage). The effect was exhilarating, as was the massive confetti blast during “In My Place” and the huge, paint-splattered balloons that dropped like beach balls during “Lovers In Japan.” But all the hoo-hah actually served to enhance rather than distract from the musical performances – this evening felt like a celebration from start to finish.
And that vibe comes mainly from Martin. There isn’t a more dynamic, energetic, charismatic – and ridiculously talented – front man today. He rocks the piano, strums a mean acoustic guitar, sprints around the stage, charms the crowd (he congratulated the Miami Heat for its NBA championship, and promised to try and live up to that standard on this night), sings like no one else can (both his falsetto and low range are surprisingly resonant) and leaves everything he’s got on the floor, literally collapsing in a sweaty pile. So for all you Coldplay haters out there (it’s apparently become hip to diss the band – I guess it’s like hating the Heat for being so talented), it’s pretty obvious you’ve never seen them live. Pity. 
Miami New Times Blogs (WARNING: Satirical!): I first learned of Coldplay two years ago while foraging for burgundy truffles with my good friend Robert Mugabe. My lagatto romagnolo dogs, Thierry and Bechamel, were nosing about when Robert began singing. "Oooooo! Ooooo-oooohh!"
Something about those words really connected with me and I asked him if it was traditional music from Zimbabwe, a country whose name I pronounce the correct way. Robert is a close family friend and I used to spend part of my summers in his country, reconnecting with the earth and trading dieting tips with the locals. "No, Gwyneth," Robert said. "It is a band from your country, England. They are Coldplay."
The truffles the dogs were finding were not large enough for the pigs-in-a-blanket we had planned. So to pass the time, I asked him to sing me another song by this Coldplay. "Ooooh-ooooh! Aaaaaah-aaah!" These words would give me strength when I needed it most, namely in international departure lounges when you have dry skin and no access to a humidifier and six ounces of ginger root. To this day, when world leader friends ask me for advice, I will put a hand on shoulder and say, "Ooooh oh oh. Oh ohhhh."
Robert then took out his iPhone (which he keeps in a case designed to look like a little leather-bound book; absolutely essential) and showed me a picture of the singer on his Pinterest page. I remember thinking he looked very familiar. I'd seen this man around the house for several years, mostly looking after my children and leaving fingerprints on the piano keys. He was, I had assumed, there to polish the wainscotting. He had first caught my eye when I wondered why a man so tall would get into a business that limits him to dealing with only to the lowest few feet of the wall.
Christopher was very excited to be in the same sporting arena where the Miami Heat won the NBA Championships only a week earlier. He is a big sport supporter. But also he knows that in Miami, the locals call me Heat. I was very touched to see everyone welcoming me back to town with shirts and banners, some in English (which we speak in England) and Spanish (which we speak in Spain). After playing some of the opening theme to the Superman films, the band walked out with the trademark English humility, going straight into "Hurts Like Heaven." During the song, Christopher threw his whole body into playing the guitar, lunging with each strum for an added calorie burn. He shouted, "Is there anybody out there? Miami, basketball champions of the world, is anybody out there?"
Delerious cheers were out there. And we could see them all, given the special Xylobands created for the current world tour and handed to each audience member upon entry. The bracelets light up in various sequences when controlled by the band's radio signals, and extended the light show into the crowd. As arms waved, fans danced or hands clapped, everyone became almost as important a part of the show as I was. Lights twinkled all around us like the reflections on the waters of Santorini. (We keep a modest cottage there for when we must simply clear our heads and get away from our house in Santorini.) It is easy to forget that most of the sound generated on the stage is the product of just four men, three of whom I hope to meet one day. They stand quite close on stage and if you were to take away the laser rigs and catwalk extending into the center of the arena, their show could be plopped into the Camden dives where they began nearly fifteen years ago. But the arena is where this music is meant to be heard. At this point in their career, a song like "In My Place" would almost feel incomplete if giant confetti cannons did not discharge when Christopher, alone on a platform in the center of the arena threw his hands up and sang, "How long must you wait for it?"
The confetti, by the way, came in neon shapes of comets, butterflies, crowns, and flowers, matching the black-lit graffiti that covered the stage, instruments, and the band's clothing. Though the confetti is a low-calorie snack, it does not taste good. I recommend filling your home confetti cannons with kale chips, baked on a low heat to preserve the vital enzymes. My husband is a gracious host, frequently thanking his guests. Things like, "Thank you for going through the traffic, the ticket prices, the parking to be here. In return and because you are the basketball fucking champions, we're going to try to put on the best show of our lives." He says some variation of this at all of his shows, but he genuinely means it. Eventually, he will reach a moment where he can no longer top his previous show, at which point I will be forced to step in and front the band. But that day is still a long way off, I hope, because I have a reservation next winter at an ashram.
Christopher seemed giddy to be in Miami, entreating us all to "Make some motherfucking Miami noise," and frequently altering lyrics to celebrate a part of the world that he and I have come to consider the Languedoc of South Florida. During "Lovers in Japan", he rhymed "Lovers, keep on the road you're on" with "Miami, you are the champions." Before "Don't Let It Break Your Heart," he dedicated the song to "all the Spanish-speaking people" there and led them in a football chant of "Ole, ole, ole." He thanked the crowd several times in Spanish, using some of the words my good friend, the late Francisco Franco, taught him at one of our pool parties.
I'm so used to seeing Christopher tinkering with the piano in our home that it was surprising to see how little he touched it during the show. Sure, it's murder to get him to use a coaster in our house. But give him a spray painted piano ... And suddenly, all he wants to do is play guitar and bound around the stage. But I married one of the greatest skippers in rock music and I know from some of my post-pregnancy exercise routines that it is very hard to skip while holding a piano.
A semi-circular ramp went behind the drum riser and Christopher ran around it a few times during the show. Starting on the last tour, I had insisted on making the stage handicap accessible, mostly because I did not understand the bassist's issue is actually being Scottish. People often ask me how they can fit exercise time into their busy lives, to which I'll usually lower my ankle from their shoulder, stop doing my one-legged squats, and explain that you just need to fit in fitness wherever you are. If you're a rare books dealer, that means butt clenches at your desk. If you're a homeopathic nutritionist, take the stairs when you can. And if you're an internationally beloved rock star, do some laps of the stage.
But the ramp had the added benefit of allowing Christopher access to those seated behind the stage. He takes care to reach his fans not just with his music, but with his person, leaning over the edges of platforms, stretching toward seats on the other side of the arena as though if he tried just a little bit harder, he could put his hand on the hand of every single person in attendance. Though the stage was positioned at one end of the arena, the band played three songs ("Princess of China," "Up in Flames," "Warning Sign") in the middle of the show from a smaller stage at center court. During the first of two encores, they set up on an even smaller stage to play huddled together with the drumming fellow on a tiny piano, Christopher and the other two grouped tightly around him. They played fragile versions of "Us Against the World" and "Speed of Sound," dropping away their arena bluster and reducing a part of the former to just Christopher and that drummer singing a cappella.
They returned to the stage to close out the show with some of the biggest, shiniest hits. But not before what was the obvious highlight of the show: Christopher left the tiny encore stage to push through the crowd to where I was standing. He gave me a kiss on the cheek. And even though I blushed with the knowledge that my makeup had been smudged, it was tremendously meaningful to hear the cheers and have people see that the love Christopher sings about is genuine and also to be acknowledged for my role in all of this. And by this, I mean everything.
Despite the fog, the inflatables, the swirling lights, Coldplay has the ability to shrink an arena to the size of a living room when they want. Musically, lyrically and aesthetically, one of their greatest strengths is to make the impersonal into something extremely personal, all the while maintaining high emotional resonance. I am often credited for a lot of that. But really, it's a full-band effort. As my good friend Joseph Kony told me once while we watched our proxies play badminton: "Just because a lot of people watch your videos doesn't mean you're a bad guy." And the same is true of Christopher and his band. They connect with people through an elaborate show, contagious energy, and dealing in topics that don't just mean something to many but mean everything to most. Their popularity is not a sign of failure or a failure of their audience.
Life is about feeling lost and having a broken heart and the hope that at any moment, there might be some big upswing, a crest you can ride for the rest of your life. That's what Coldplay gives people (not to mention some rather catchy songs) to help carry them through the times that lack and celebrate the times of bounty.
One time, Beyonce, Kim Jong-un, and I were getting blood transfusions at this little boutique in Primrose Hill. Kim Jong-un, who has his father's flair for mischief asked us both, "Do either of you have any North Korean in you?" When we said that we didn't, he asked, "You want some?" We laughed and he had his attendants wheeled out some freshly harvested plasma bags that he had brought from home. What I learned from that day is that being a part of something big is special. Sometimes a crowd just offers ready access to fresh plasma. But other times, such as during a Coldplay show, it means being reminded that none of us is ever really alone. On the way out, I'm told, the crowd sang their part of the chorus from "Vida La Vida," joining together in the corridors of the arena one more time before returning to the warm Miami night. Ohhh-oh, oh-oh-ah-oh-oh, indeed. Love, gp
Personal Bias: I loved it so much, I married it! Crowd Notes: Teenagers, young urban professionals, aging couples -- people of all types can benefit from moderation, diet and exercise. Other Celebrity Fans: When the arena lights came on, cheers of "Let's Go Heat!" sprang up from all sections. At first, I thought they wanted an encore of my blushing. But then I realized that the crowd had spotted my good friend LeBron James. One of the arena security guards claimed that Coldplay is LeBron's favorite band. I wouldn't know anything about that. But I do know that like the late Queen Mum, his preferred cocktail is gin and Dubonnet. Before she passed, the three of us used to sit around and moisturize each other until sunrise. 
fiusm: At an early age, I realized that my connection with music extended far beyond just enjoyment. For me, music represents the embodiment of things I can’t explain with simple words. It’s an accumulation of emotions, passions and everything the whirlwinds of life give and take away. Some moments are best captured with a song, and some memories are best relived with one. I have been to a lot of concerts and festivals in my life, but none of that could have adequately prepared me for the affair that was Coldplay at the American Airlines Arena in Downtown Miami on Friday, June 29. The entire night became an experience, one I hadn’t necessarily expected to have to such an extent. Just after 9 p.m., the AAA went dark and the theme song of “Back to the Future” blasted through the venue. As Coldplay took the stage and began playing the instrumental title track from their lastest album, “Mylo Xyloto,” the chunky, colored bracelets each concert-goer had received upon entry to the Arena lit up and started flashing. Like their wearers, the Xylobands too began to dance in synchronization to the music. From that moment on, I knew this would be a night to remember and a show I would never forget. 
- @oxfamontour: @coldplay hits Miami instagr.am/p/MeIZKXgkEu/
- @nicolepatrich: Coldplay :)))) #happiestpersonalive #coldplayfilm pic.twitter.com/94I2g60w
- @Nahgostino: Got some awesome lightup bracelets #coldplayfilm #soexcited
- @Fuckr0man: @Coldplay has an awesome opening act @Wolfgang #coldplayfilm
- @jesusfuentes: #coldplayfilm this guys doing the opening are really good!!
- @chrisursk: At the American Airlines Arena to see Coldplay! :)
- @royshein: Waiting for COLDPLAY to hit the stage in Miami
- @Nelsyxo: Got upgraded to Floor 1 Row 2!!!!!! Omg #coldplay
- @LesleyE29: At the @coldplay concert in Miami! All the way from Newfoundland, Canada! Woohoo! So pumped! #coldplayfilm #twitter
- @tablethirty9: At my seat at the Coldplay concert. GREAT SEATS!!!! At triple A!!!! #Miami pic.twitter.com/EHOmvfvq
- @Cyncya: One of the opening acts takes me back to the 80's but like bad 80's music. #coldplayfilm
- @CarmeNicole: Sitting in front of the stage & there's also a confetti gun in front of us. Confetti for dinner. #MYLOXYLOTO #coldplayfilm
- @KingJames: ColdPlay rocking the AAA like Game 5 of the Finals.
- @calauren: Gwyneth Paltrow tried to stay incognito until Chris ran out & surprised her w a kiss :) #coldplay #coldplayfilm #miami
- @oxfamontour: The boys rock #Miami! #lovefoodhateinjustice twitpic.com/a227rd
- @Gourmandj: Coldplay.... Wow. AAA traffic... Ouch!
- @LFDianne: @coldplaying WE MET CHRIS and he signed my Oxfam shirt and he remembered me from CA!!! pic.twitter.com/tseRfw6D
- @Gabygar_: Tonight left me completely speechless. Hands down, one of the best nights ever @coldplay #myloxyloto #coldplayfilm
- @_seasthemoment: #coldplay was amazing! So exausted from signing at the top of my lungs and jumping up and down! #coldplayfilm pic.twitter.com/QHX2APPs
- @MINIlover13: Sorry for not recycling the xyloband but I just had to keep it! #coldplayfilm @coldplay
- @bluedaisy16: Confetti, lasers, giant beach balls, wrist bands that light up. The @coldplay concert was so much fun! #coldplayfilm twitpic.com/a24bj7
- @JessicaDeCecchi: @coldplay 's MYLO XYLOTO TOUR is out of this world! The show was crazy good! love them. #coldplayfilm
- @Pablovalarezov: The best concert EVER! Amazing and unique show EXCELLENTperformance by @coldplay in MIAMI! I hope u come back soon. pic.twitter.com/Fnz90TE4
- @coldplay: Here's #42's crowd panorama shot from just before last night's Miami show (hi-res version at cldp.ly/miamapana) A pic.twitter.com/y6TMlOBs