Located on the 4th floor of The Cosmopolitan and thus laden with the hotel's typical douchebag crowd of bros wearing sunglasses at 8pm it was much to my dismay that I found myself standing around waiting for Interpol to begin at 9:45 on a Thursday evening, the stage set far above people who seemed as though the cared far less about the music about to begin than taking selfies and smoking pot while admiring one another's skin-art...though in the end, perhaps this was appropriate given the piss-poor quality mixing and glare from Aria as well as pH as sounds from the strip echoed into the night air.\n\nTruly a shitshow and undoubtedly the worst venue I've yet to experience in Vegas suffice it to say I'll not be back soon and no matter how much I've loved Interpol during tour stops in New York, Detroit, Columbus, and Cleveland one must question why on earth they'd have considered playing such a show in the first place - has a band that once filled Radio City Music Hall twice in one year really fallen this far in only 2 years?