Sunday, July 08, 2007

Review: Interpol


Interpol 'Our Love To Admire': Aidin Vaziri | Any lyrics that Paul Banks thinks aren't good enough for his songs, you don't want to know about. He may be a wonderful vocalist in the mold of Ian McCulloch and Richard Butler, but the Interpol singer is one of the most confounding wordsmiths ever. "Nobody told you/ That I could just waltz through/ And shake up your style/ I'm inside/ Like a wrecking ball," he sings at one point on the New York quartet's third full-length album and major-label debut. And that's one of his better offerings. At least he's got a competent backup band, capable of channeling Joy Division's bleak melodies through U2's wind-machine riffs in epic songs such as "Mammoth" and "Pace Is the Trick." Besides, anything is an improvement after this first-album clunker: "I feel like love is in the kitchen with a culinary eye/ I think he's making something special and I'm smart enough to try."