r/Interpol

Might be the most incredible, atmospheric Interpol song that’s never been played live. So emotional and just purely beautiful. Really, really wish they would add this to a set.

Edit: thanks for the award you lovelies.

Best Interpol Riffs/Licks? Could be anything, mine is the Heinrich Maneuver and the Intro Riff to The New

First time I listened to it when it came out, I was like, wth is this weird ass riff.

But I have given more listens to live shows from TOSOMB tour, and it goes hard, especially the "Higher than trails of meteors". All of TOSOMB is a grower imo.

ARCOS studio posted this pic today of our boy Brad with @interpol tagged in the photo. Leads me to ask….is this confirmation that Brad and Brandon played on the forthcoming record?!?

I would love a "wicked game" cover, reminds me of "the specialist".

And now I know Depeche Mode used to do great Goth music

The meaning of the song just clicked for me this morning, and I'm sharing it now because it's so obvious (at least to me) and for some reason I've yet to see it laid out the way I'm about to.

The singer is part of the problem. He's no longer attracted to the woman in question, but he still loves her, or perhaps more importantly, loves who she used to be, and needs that fantasy to "get it up". Every line is about "play making" and pretending she hasn't gotten older and (in his view) less attractive. He wants to "eat the salt off her lost faded lips," comparing her aging to being close to death.

But "she can read" between the lines. This is where I think everyone gets it wrong: she's not bad BECAUSE she can read. She's interpreting the singer's nostalgic pining as "I used to be good, but I'm no good anymore, I'm bad now, because I'm poor and aging and I'll never see this face (the old me that he actually liked) again." And the saddest part is that she's 100% correct.

The singer, hating to acknowledge the truth, then victim-blames her, accusing her of self-sabotage by thinking this way instead of just allowing his nostalgic advances to play out the way he wants, likening her "interpretation" to "stabbing herself in the neck."

But later he's forced to acknowledge that she's correct, and he's just not fond of "her stories" aka her interpretations of his fantasies because they remove the exciting youthful element, force him to see his current situation, and become boring, doing nothing for his libido.

The painful truth for HIM is, this longing for youthful abandon is how he avoids acknowledging that he lost something he treasured. Every time she's "calling" his bluff (the dead giveaway), she's forcing him to acknowledge that the thing he treasured was so incredibly superficial, makes him feel terribly shallow, which makes his heart heavy: "She puts the weights into my little heart."

And perhaps his "little" heart is the issue: there's only enough room in there for him to love who she used to be. Not enough room to love who she is now.

It seems like 80% of the set list is fairly predictable. If they play Mammoth in Nashville this fall - I’ll be so satisfied, which they did recently play out of nowhere. Really hoping for a couple curveballs (Mammoth, Gran Hotel and Surveillance).

Which curveballs are you hoping for?

wtf does "the subway is a porno" mean?!