Interpol review – gothic post-punkers grow old gracefully

Royal Albert Hall, London
With warmth and emotional heft, the New York band continue their journey towards rock’s top tierThey arrive on stage wreathed in dry ice, cast in shadows and dressed in impeccable black suits. Indeed, it’s hard to imagine the New York group any other way; they must walk to the bus stop shrouded in fog, and go to sleep in freshly pressed trousers and jacket. But the stern purposefulness of their entrance and the sharpness of their full-sized Ant Hill Mob get-