Interpol's third release and major label debut, Our Love to Admire, was released today -- and it's a grower. Upon first listening to the album I had mixed feelings; the experience was somewhat anticlimactic.
Fans expecting nuggets of the band's two previous efforts, Turn on the Bright Lights and Antics, might be disappointed. Antics was released nearly three years ago, and, contrary to the wishes of some, bands don't live in bubbles. They evolve (hopefully). They change. They're not immune from time's wretched ways. In "No I in Threesome" Paul Banks sings, "You feel the sweet breath of time/It's whispering its truth, not mine."
The band has retained its fingerprint but donned a disguise. After listening to the album a couple of times, the patient listener will slowly peel off the mask and discover a different Interpol, an Interpol whose love is certainly worthy of admiration.
And love is always beautiful.
mc
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