“The call of rock and roll,” the cliched phrase some generations hear of our cousins, uncles or fathers, and even our older brothers, is that little thorn in the brain, the ear that only hears a chord or sings a tune or follows the beat with clapping makes us We smile from ear to ear. In extreme cases, grab our backpacks and head to the concert of the band that gives us life, comfort, hope or inspiration.
From the darkness that envelopes the stage, even the darker members of the character Interpol. international policeAs always, they meet in style in their suits, shirts and ties once again with the survivors of the COVID-19 pandemic who Push everyone, musicians or fans, away from concerts in Mexico and the world.
It is no small matter, the resistance was not only to disease, but also took us away from art in all its bodily expressions, and from communicating with people outside the four walls of our homes, and there are also those who have lost their jobs, or worse, to their relatives, friends and acquaintances. The tragedies that come today to find solace in the Palacio de los Deportes. Between locals and outsiders who adore, feel, interpret and enjoy New York.
I don’t know if Paul Banks, Daniel Kesler, and Brad Truex would think about it, if they knew every minute that someone was in the audience. Have found comfort in the countryside C’mere or in sadness All the rage back homeAnd the passion behind it Evil. Because it looks that way before the parade of greatest hits for big fans.
“It’s been a long time since we were last here, and I feel like many ages have passed.”Banks, guitarist and vocalist, has been true to stuttering Spanish, but is well trained since the first times they stepped onto Mexican theaters, in the 2000s.
But there is no better answer to the question than to do everything within your means so that the evening passes unhindered, after He confirmed that the drummer fell ill hours before he went on stage. Pausing was not an option, the people of the capital arrived early in the morning and stood up to resist the sun, heat, and pollution in order to lay before them, so that they could touch their bodies and their gazes. To help, the budding drummer has mastered the beat of the beats brilliantly and although they were surprised not to see Sam Fogarino on his instrument as he had for 20 years, they thoroughly enjoyed it.
Moreover, in his thighs, he had complete control over the visual scheme: five linear steps of lights and LEDs moving according to the rhythmic rule ordered by Interpol, perhaps tangentially coordinating with our legs, hips, arms and hair. The light show was fed by a mosaic of flickers arranged by the steps of the Iron Dome as a slow melody sounded.
Musically, they are loyal to the album they are playing. Sober, focused, stable, semi-attached to their 2 square meter theaterThey make some adjustments or new arrangements or play the chords freely. It also shows dancing impulses, but tapping inhibits dexterity of the hands. They want, they need, they want, they hope everything that comes out of the local sound is perfect.
Their boldness is rather the animal sound they envisioned from their album Turn on the flashing lights It has matured over the years the thievesIts latest, full-length material. It can be identified in kilometers. This makes us complicit in an irrepressible desire to give in to the sensibilities of New York rock.
The wounds, for the time being, have found comfort, even joy, in a night of music inside a famous iron dome in the middle of Ciudad de Deportiva after spitting on the starry mantle, and the coldness of the night that requires us to continue the party and Shut his doors until the next time we need Interpol to heal the thought.
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