Word: interpolations
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...Usak, the town in western Turkey where the artifacts originated and were housed in a small museum. By the time officials had called in experts to authenticate the artifacts, the objects were long gone, disappearing via middlemen in Istanbul into a global smuggling network, culture ministry officials said. Interpol is on their trail...
...monotonously covers the same aesthetic territory as previous songs, but, without a shred of creativity or punch, simply repeats the chorus “you don’t need this disease” ad nauseum. Besides Joy Division, the other obvious comparison of Editors is to Interpol, both of whom sing dark and detached tales amidst reverb-loaded guitars and squeaky clean production. But whereas Interpol, especially on “Turn on the Bright Lights,” threaten to sprawl into bloated, albeit atmospheric, songs, Editors maintain the same calculated, tight sound throughout. Alas, like Interpol, Editors...
...unrelated to the song—they do, after all, try painfully hard to be arty—nothing seems to be related to anything else at all here. The title and the visuals seem to be totally unrelated to the lyrics, which are a fairly standard sub-Interpol: elliptical and dark...
...this adaptation, directed by Adam G. Zalisk ’07, the incidental music does not draw from period music but rather taps the tense isolation of bands like Interpol and The Velvet Underground. Though the music differs from earlier presentations of the play, the sentiments evoked remain the same. The sense of disconnect and longing that we see in Konstantin’s failed creative struggle is still reflected in the modern rock bands, who seek in their dark music and experimental lyrics the same “new forms” that Konstantin attempts to construct...
...outside suggests that it is smaller than the sum of its parts—almost too small to fit a drum set, let alone the whole group that we see in interior shots. The video reduces the band down to its music, stripping away their individual personas. It distills Interpol to musical imagination, burning away the rock stars behind the album...