WEDNESDAY, JULY 02, 2014 | POSTED BY: DAVID PITZ
I arrive early, but the band is already waiting for me. I settle in, get as semi-comfortable as one can when trying to conduct an interview in a boomy, New York venue during sound check, joke about my spectacular ability to horribly misquote my subjects, and after some slightly less comfortable giggling, assure them I would never do such a thing on purpose. Then London Grammar's playback of "Metal & Dust" obliterates the conversation, sending Haerts and I scattering to find a quiet place to chat at Irving Plaza. We would settle for a musty stairwell.