When they released “No I in Threesome,” I was like, I dunno if I can deal with this anymore.
That's the song that left me really confused by their lyrics. I couldn't really take it seriously. That, for me, was the "it's so bad it's good" lyrical foray. The other stuff is forgivable. "Stella Was A Diver and She Was Always Down" was a groaner, but I was able to accommodate. Suspension of intelligence and all.
But "No I . . . " was the most overtly WTF moment I had with their lyrics. Was he trying to be profound or Bateman again? One could plausibly posit that he's talking about the covenant between himself, his wife, and God, but oh!—how I doubt that. It just sounds like another Patrick Bateman song.
Regardless, I dig Interpol. I enjoy their records. I just didn't take them as seriously as other bands. For example, I think Vampire Weekend (who came later from a NYC scene) writes awesome lyrics. I tend to hold them in higher esteem than Interpol. Same with Modest Mouse. In fact, I had to choose one night in Connecticut between a Modest Mouse and Interpol show. Interpol was playing a club that I liked in a city that I liked. Modest Mouse was playing in the middle of nowhere in Wallingford, CT. I still chose Modest Mouse.