My (belated) review of the Madison Square Garden show

I saw Interpol perform live for the first time last September, at Madison Square Garden. I am not a “big venue” concert-goer; I much prefer the smaller venues, or even the medium-sized ones like the Bowery Ballroom here in NYC. It is in fact a testament to how much I like Interpol’s music that I didn’t think twice about forgoing my no-big-venues rule to be able to hear them live. Nonetheless, as my friend Elizabeth and I made our way to our seats, the outlook seemed bleak---it felt more like we were going to a hockey game than a concert.

- My distaste for MSG (pun intended) aside, as soon as Interpol began to play I was instantly transported, as I often am when experiencing live the music with which I connect. The band played their songs with passion and their stage presence felt completely genuine to me, so much so that my distance from them physically didn’t bother me as much as I thought it would. I was able to lose myself in the sound and step into that idealized space where music seems to permeate solid objects.

- One agonizing moment stands out to me about that performance: the band began their set behind a large sheet through which you could see their outlines, but which covered the entire stage. The effect was great for their opening song, “Pioneer to the Falls,” but as that song ended and they began their next song, the sheet remained where it was. I began to have panicked thoughts like “they’re not going to play the whole show behind that sheet are they??” This idea was torture to me, to be in the same room with them, but blocked from them at the same time! Finally, Paul acknowledged technical difficulties, and my fears were somewhat allayed. When they finally got the sheet down, the crowd (myself included) cheered ecstatically.

- Hearing Interpol live made me conscious of how many of their songs encourage movement; sometimes dancing, sometimes just simply movement. All throughout “Rest My Chemistry,” I found myself wanting to sway and twist with the rising and falling of the bass line, and likewise moving with the syncopated drum hits during the chorus of “Not Even Jail.” I think this aspect of Interpol’s music contributes to the “addictive” quality I addressed in my October 30th, 2007 entry. Their songs often inspire both thought and motion.

- Most of the concert is a blur of ecstatic sound for me, but I do remember that they played quite a few songs, and came back for an encore. I could have stayed there all night, but I certainly didn’t feel cheated when they finally left the stage. I do hope I get to see them again.

Watch next time for more from the “favourite seconds” thread!

Until then,
Much love from,
Meg

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NARC presentation mentioned in Brazilian HowStuffWorks

The editor of the Brazilian HowStuffWorks, Silvio Anaz, contacted me a little while ago to ask if he could reference my work on NARC in his article on Interpol. For you Portuguese-speakers out there, the entire article can be found via the link below. I've included an English translation of the portion that mentions me, with thanks to Cristina in Brazil ("hazey jane" on the Interpol message board) for her hard work - and thanks to Silvio for the mention!

http://lazer.hsw.uol.com.br/banda-interpol.htm

Interpol and songs that revive the post-punk of the 80's

Songs that cause a fusion of reason and sensuality in the listeners, something that many people make an effort to have in their lives. This could be the secret of the success of Interpol's songs with the public, according to the academic work of the theorist Meghann Wilhoite, of the University of Columbia, in New York (U.S.A.).

Many of the lyrics by Paul Banks express a concern with the body, with its needs and physical sensations. Besides this, his verses are open to multiple interpretations that cause intellectual endeavours of listeners because of the multiple meanings and narratives permitted by the poetic construction of words. Something that also contributes to this, according to Wilhoite, is the highly orchestral sound used by the band, as well as the cyclical movement of harmony and melody in songs that can be repeated infinitely.

The process of composition of many of Interpol's songs seems fairly democratic. According to the band's members, a song starts from a progression of chords presented by guitarist Daniel Kessler and undergoes several alterations of direction with the contributions of bass player Carlos D and drummer Sam Fogarino. Alongside this, vocalist Paul Banks works on the lyrics while the rest of the song is in development, and he only finalizes them after the music (harmony, melody and rhythm) of the song has been finished.

In their work, Interpol approaches compositions with persistently repetitive rhythms and a sombre, cold resonance. In the lyrics written by Banks, which are occasionally criticised as banal, the writer [Banks] actually uses several poetic devices as mentioned in Wilhoite's studies, such as metaphors, simile and synecdoche, the latter being a sophisticated mechanism of language that uses a part to describe the whole.

In the song "Narc" from the album "Antics", the metaphor is to do with a type of federal agent from North America whose job is to battle drug trafficking, called a "narc", who is skilled in infiltration using many forms of disguise and specializes in the techniques of manipulating others. In a similar way, the song is about a loving relationship, in which the protagonist in "Narc" appears like a hunter lying in wait, with requests that manipulate his object in an elaborate way, as in this example in the third stanza:

Feast your eyes, I'm the only one
Control me, console me
'Cause that' s just how it should be done
Oh, all your history's like fire from a busted gun
I show some love and respect
Don't wanna get a life of regret

In "No I in Threesome" from the album "Our Love to Admire", Interpol speaks about the love of a three-way that is best shown the first verses:

Through the storms and the light
Baby, you stood by my side
And life is wine
But there are days in this life
When you see the teeth marks of time
Two lovers divide
Sound meets sound, babe
The echoes they surround
And all that we need is one thing
Now what is there it to you allow?
Babe, it's time we give something new a try
Oh, alone we may fight
So, just let us be three

With a tone hardly monosyllabic both in the instruments and voice, there is a resonance of sombreness in the tone of the song, but it is also danceable, as the song brings lyrics that can be interpreted like a suggestion of sex for three (or that the protagonists have a kid?), but wrapped up in a melancholic atmosphere and also a certain despair.

The success of Interpol's songs is actually a proof that the melancholic pop style, expressed in rather depressive, pessimistic lyrics, but with a danceable sound, kept its place in this Renaissance of rock music in the new millennium.

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Unweaving 'Untitled'

“What are your thoughts on Untitled, in general? the progression never alters yet Interpol's signature layering of harmonies is present- I'm just curious as to how an experienced theorist views the song.”
- Kyle

This experienced theorist found herself momentarily stumped when thinking about Kyle’s question! Much like 'Hands Away,' 'Untitled' is a song that I had always listened to passively, not really actively thinking at any moment "what’s happening here?" So, when I did sit down with the song with that question in mind, I was surprised to find that the ideas I came up with weren’t as self-evident as I had anticipated.

- The first 40 seconds of 'Untitled' are played by Daniel alone---two melodic lines in counterpoint, which form the backdrop for the entire song. This was perhaps the most surprising revelation for me, as the texture of the song is so diverse. I never would have expected that the first few notes of the song are played continuously until the very end.

- The texture thickens and thins alternately around this guitar backdrop. As Kyle mentions, this is a technique that Interpol often use: beginning with a simple guitar lick, and then layering around that lick. Thus, in 'Untitled,' the guitar backdrop begins the song, at 0:40 the drums and bass enter, at 1:22 the voice enters, at 2:05 the voice leaves while new guitar lines are added in, at 2:47 the drums and all but one of the new guitar lines leave, and at 3:40 the bass leaves, so that the original guitar lick and the solo 'moaning' guitar line end the song.

- As for the progression of harmonies, in typical Interpol fashion, Daniel provides a lick whose melodic content influences the other musical lines that will eventually coexist with it during the song (this is something I noticed with the opening lick of NARC as well). He begins with C and E-flat, moving the C down to B-flat just before 0:03 so that E-flat and B-flat are played together until 0:05 when E-flat is moved down to D-flat, and then back to E-flat around 0:09. In other words, Daniel introduces the pitches C, B-flat, E-flat and D-flat in his guitar lick, which means that any other notes introduced in the song will most likely fit within a scale that contains these four notes. In terms of new notes (i.e., notes other than the four listed above) the bass introduces A-flat in 0:40, while the voice introduces G in 1:27 (the bass also introduces D-natural, but I hear this as what’s called a non-harmonic tone, or, a tone that lies outside of the predominant scale and that functions as an embellishment).

- So, my guess for the 'key' of this song is A-flat major---feel free to post any alternate hearings you might have here! My final conclusion of A-flat major as the key for this song, like the revelation of the continuous presence of the guitar backdrop mentioned above, also surprises me, as I’d always heard this song as having a more minor sound (in Western parlance sad, dark, etc.).

- Well, those are my general thoughts on 'Untitled.' I hope to be able to write something a little more nuanced and interpretive on this song in the future, using this as the basic groundwork.

Thanks for the question Kyle!

Much love from,
Meg

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