The curtains fall: ingestion, extraction, collection. Dank, ill, and enigmatic, Interpol’s “Lights” music video is a short study in implied horror. A tangled pain/pleasure principle. A promised Kool-Aid ecstatic transcendence. Soul donations in existential exchange for deeper waters to float face-down in. “All that I see, Show me your ways, Teach me to … Continue reading Interpol ~ Lights [2⊘1⊘]