Interpol demands intimacy. The almost sexual rhythmic intensity of tracks like “Narc” and the tight treble tweaks of “Success” demand personal attention with a palpable urgency. Paul Banks’ stage presence and his cohorts’ brooding sound do not arena-rock make. Their tight, angular sound felt lost in the acoustically monstrous DAR, which in turn left the audience regret not seeing them in a more fitting venue like the sonically-superior 9:30 Club.