Another fall essential album is Interpol‘s Turn On the Bright Lights.
To initially hear and fall in love with this album is to feel yourself apart of New York City. Dark tall buildings under red, and purple streaming lights, the rush of Times Square, golden yellow taxi cabs, Lower East Side broken sidewalks, the colors of leaves falling in Central Park, all while walking happily alone down unknown city streets, finding your own way with a pair of headphones. This is Interpol at their very finest… it’s seamless in the way each track falls into one another. Each song takes on it’s own cold personality but maintains a high quality of brooding with a sincere depth that makes this album so imperfectly… perfect.
I had seven faces
Thought I knew which one to wear
But I’m sick of spending these lonely nights
Training myself not to care
The subway is a porno
Pavements they are a mess
I know you’ve supported me for a long time
Somehow I’m not impressed
But New York cares
MP3: Interpol – NYC
(Turn on the Bright Lights, 2002)
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