Two unrelated songs, both great for channeling angst and sexual frustration. All the emotional things that a droning wall of guitar noise evokes, ya know. It’s been a while since I discovered a ‘new’ band with a back catalog to explore, so Interpol has really been dominating the playlist recently. It’s a rewarding process, a back catalog consistent in lyrical and emotional depth. If you’ll observe below, a video by Floria Sigismondi, a master of surreal images and implied depravity. A team-up made in heaven, for the morbid-minded. If I ever feel anything again, I can’t wait to see how this music makes me feel.