It’s two hours before the doors open at the Enmore Theatre and the footpath in front of the doors are packed. Scenesters and fifteen year old fans stand side by side, united for the band that is Interpol. It’s been two years since the band have graced our shores and their two sold out shows at The Metro are now regarded as stuff of legends.

Interpol are known for their dedicated followers. Fans that tattoo themselves with the band logo, as well as celebrity fans such as Brad Pitt, Moby and R.E.M. Tonight, such dedication is evident from the homemade t-shirts through to the Carlos D look-alikes complete with gothed-out make up and angular haircuts. It suddenly doesn’t feel like Sunday night anymore.

Snowman are an interesting choice on opener, a band so renowned for their atmospheric work. Unleashing a high energy set complete with screeching vocals and a djembe solo, the band constantly thank the crowd for their encouraging handclaps and cheers. During their set, an array of instruments are used onstage from a violin to a saxophone. These kids sure love their music and this shows in their performance.

Momentum builds and people cheer for Interpol. Opening with Next Exit, the first thing you notice about the band is that Paul Banks vocals are much more deeper and commanding than on disc and that Carlos D really should front his own band because he oozes coolness. Who else could get away with wearing an empty gun holster onstage?

The band performs comfortably, mixing songs from Turn On The Bright Lights with Antics flawlessly. Guitarist Daniel Kessler is easily the most animated member, complete with his own two-step dance routine. Frontman Banks just scans his eyes at the crowd appreciatively, occasionally giving us a smile. The fans however, lap it up.

Obstacle 1 is played relatively early in the set and my geek radar is tuned to high alert. By far one of the more popular singles from Turn On The Bright Lights, it just doesn’t make sense that this is played before the encore.

Evil gets the crowd moving as hands are flung into the air and the breathtakingly emotive NYC is pure class – by now the stage is filled with smoke and you can only see the sillouettes of the band members. Ending with the rare Obstacle 2 you get the feeling that the show ended flatly. After some quick investigating, it is apparent that fans tonight were denied Roland which was included in the printed out setlist. Why is this?

Walking out of the Enmore Theatre, the footpath is once again packed and people are chattering away post-Interpol. From the looks of their faces, it is evident that tonight was a success. Taxis pull over, ferrying the hoardes of fans to the afterparty at Spectrum. If this is what happens on Sunday nights, bring on Monday I say.