Remembering Interpol's "Turn On The Bright Lights"

Today, we revisit a pivotal document from the indie sleaze boom of the 2000's.

Shimmering guitar reverb hangs in the air like smoke. The atmosphere is melancholic, laden with portent. The drums hit. Melody snaps into focus, never betraying the wasted shuffle of the rhythm section. Then, a man’s voice – disaffected, half-kidding, buried in a miasma of sound – enters the mix, repeating a mantra that carries the song, “Untitled,” to …