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| Interpol - EP. Matador. NYC has thrown up a whole host of easily digestible bands recently. It's only a matter of time before only the most refreshing of the bunch keep their shelf life! Enter Interpol. Forget The Strokes with their pseudo-garage sensibilities and posturing Rock 'n' Roll clichés because the truth will out. Interpol peddle heavy doses of musical elixir. Claustrophobia, anxiety, prurience and self justification permeate all of the tracks on this EP. I'm hooked already! Opener, PDA, kicks off with a tight rhythmic drumbeat. Guitars chime, the bass rumbles menacingly and the Vocals clamber up your spine. A mix between, ‘Shadowplay’-era Joy Division with a liberal smattering of Television. Plenty of angular Post=Punk menace and darkness. The construction of this song brims with confidence. Just listen to the swathes of brilliance that bring the song to its end. "Got to be some more change in my life." This line sticks out so brutally, in second song NYC. This is a mid-tempo number. Very Mogwai-esque ; all droning guitars and angst-ridden vocals. "The subway is a porno. The pavements are a mess" doesn't exactly conjure up images of the glamorous debauchery that you read about in the NME, does it? So much for the greatness of New York. This song will snap your heart strings and pummel your ears. By the time you have reached the final song, Specialist, You'll have noticed how well Interpol construct their songs. There's a heavy emphasis on melody and rhythm. Choruses explode vibrantly - very euphoric. Beware, Interpol come from the darker side of town but the intense emotions are wonderfully uplifting and tear inducing, both at the same time. Like The Smiths, Interpol are one of those bands that implore self-indulgence. So, turn off the bright lights, Walk into a new world. It's here and it's now. Nicky C. |
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