Joy Division. Afghan Whigs, Fugazi
and Joy Divison, again. That said,
now look beyond the influences and
see that Interpol is a band in their
own right. Of course brilliant first
song "Next Exit" sounds
like something Ian Curtis would have
loved to croon on, but that is besides
the point. What’s more on point,
though, is that it is now painfully
clear that these gloom ridden New
York-lads will never again make a
record that shakes my world as their
debut "Turn on the Bright Lights"
did. But all who thought that one
was a tad bit too filled with angst
will surely embrace "Antics"
in all its ragged glory. This, the
sophomore album of Interpol, is actually
more up-tempo and up-beat than its
predecessor. But sadly, at the same
time it resembles it too much, but
without the flair of novelty and the
charmingly pretentious and blasé
head first dive into depression that
made the former album so appealing. KALLE MALMSTEDT |