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Your favorite band played for only an hour. Not an hour and fifteen minutes. The big hand went around the clock just once. No further.
The content of the show review below won't matter to anyone who saw Interpol at the Marquee Theatre in person. You left that show angry and ripped off because you spent $40 for admission and $30 more on merchandise and drinks to watch a pretentious band from Brooklyn that was relevant 10 years ago play for one hour when they have five albums to draw material from. You should be mad. It was obvious from the bewildered looks on your faces when the house lights went up. You glanced at your iPhones and you raised your hands and screamed and swore at anyone who would listen.
Check out the full review of Interpol at Marquee Theatre.
Photos by Melissa Fossum
Published on August 21, 2014