Injuries at Interpol, Brixton

So anyway, Interpol played a very strange intense gig. They have a laid back, almost lazy delivery, yet also played ferociously to what seemed to be a surprisingly indifferent audience. (apart from the mental ones down the front of course). This display of studied boredom isn't unusual round these parts and Shoreditch must’ve been empty that saturday night, so many T&G haircuts were in attendance. Paul Banks has quite a mean, intense vocal delivery, while Carlos viciously played his equally moody bass. The other guitarist whos name I can never remember was ... ... ... at the other side of the stage, so no opinion on him.

But the violence of the drummer!!!

Well not really, at the end of the night the he threw his sticks into the Brixton audience and of course one of them smacked my friend bang on the head. Clunk. Very funny for me. But not for her. I swear it happened in slow motion and it must have hurt like a bastard, but I couldn’t stop laughing.

(I fell down some stairs next morning though, so bad karma was repaid.)