I woke up to a message today that fucked with me in a way I just wasn’t in the right place to handle. The line that really hit me was the closing, which read, “Don’t burn the last bridge you have.” I laughed bitterly and thought, FUCK YOU. You don’t know shit about me or my bridges.
I was awake and needed music as I moved about, so I tried to keep riding the new music high by putting on Interpol’s latest release “Our Love to Admire”. That was a mistake. It’s dark, heavy with bass and guitar riffs, layered with Paul Banks’s moody voice and even moodier lyrics. It fucked up my mood and forced me to look way deeper into that last line than I wanted to.
I found myself thinking about the bridges I poured gasoline over, lighter in one hand, middle finger up in the other, with a cocky tone of satisfaction, calmly saying from the other side of the grass, “FUCK YOU. You’re not worth the wood you were built with.” Then dropping the lighter, turning my back, and walking away without even glancing back to watch it burn.
That’s the life of a rock star. Actually, that’s my life. I’m no rock star, just an only child who lives in his head with the music, books, and movies that make it all go away. That’s the life of a loner. I’m alone even in the middle of a crowd with them all screaming my name.
If you have any doubts about what this album has in store for you, watch the video for the first single, “The Heinrich Maneuver,” below.
Interpol - "The Heinrich Maneuver"
GVG
~we’re the warriors they write epics about~
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