Interpol.

I love Interpol.
That's about all I can say on the topic. But I have to elaborate.

When I was in Year Ten, I had a Nazi maths teacher. What sort of maths teacher kicks a kid out of class because she sneezed and forgets about her for 20 minutes? Yeah. She was a cow.
It wasn't until one day she kept me behind and told me she was strict with me because she feared that if someone wasn't I'd fall behind and.. Well, jump off the edge, so to speak.
After she probed into the details of my ailments and problems, we started talking about music. That in itself was weird, because she looked like Big Bird in a maths club. She mentioned that she liked Interpol, and despite the fact I hated that band back then, I kind of respected her, for her music taste, because all my other teachers liked jazz and blues. Blah.

That was about about three / four years ago.

I still would rave about my undying dislike for Interpol. Who the hell would want to listen to a band that sounds so boringly monotone, with no real expression or emotion in the vocals? I used to giggle at people's attempts at recreating Paul Banks rather bland vocal style.

Until I heard the song PDA.

I don't remember where I heard it. It wasn't rage or on Triple J; the only radio station I'll ever listen to. I actually think it might've been on one of those iTunes radio station things, even though most of the music on that is dull.
But I heard it, and I actually enjoyed it. I figured it was one of those situations where I'd like one song by the band, and not the rest. I hated Evil when I heard it, and thought the music video was the stupidest thing I'd seen in a fair while.
The lyrics seemed far cleverer than a lot of the bands I listened to then. Not to say that music I like has shit lyrics, some of them do, but they just seemed more meaningful? More intelligent. I don't know. Is most indie like that? It kind of seems like it is.

Anyway. As I was saying. Interpol; ooh yes. I went all fuzzy and warm feeling over PDA. It made me want to show PDA to PDA. Oh that was a bad joke. Sue me. Moving right along.
I finally thought 'hey, I'll look at other Interpol songs besides just PDA and see if maybe, just maybe, I find myself liking them.' So I did just that, and I'm proud to announce that I am an Interpol convertee.

And just for the record, I fucking adore Evil. I have no idea how I could've hated it in the first place, it's just that good! My nephew has taken to mocking the intro to the song though, and I sometimes wonder why they thought of the names Rosemary and Sandy. Why not Bertha and Martha? Or maybe Gertrude and Maureen [oooh that reference is for Megan]. Come on!!

I no longer find Paul Banks vocal styles annoying and grating. Quite the opposite really. It's a little hot. I also like their bass lines. Bass is hot. I love bass so much, that if a bassline was put into the body of some super sexy man/woman, I'd have freaky sex with it. If I do not stop here this blog will end up in a place I do not intend for it to end up in.
WOW! INTERPOL!
Speaking of, I saw this interview with Carlos and Paul on Triple J TV a few weeks ago. Anyone else catch that? Carlos seemed rather.. Up himself? I had to laugh; he reminded me of Johnny Depp in Sweeney Todd. Oh boy.

If you'll all excuse me, I have to go and listen to Interpol now.
I have to swoon over the bass intro to Evil, and their lyrics, and ponder a way to capture their essence in a bottle and release a perfume called Eu de Interpolle.

Thank you.