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Cherub-faced, porcelain-skinned, wavy of hair, in a tidy blazer and open-neck shirt, there he stood, as if on the platform of a country village railway station, with a musical instrument from another time tucked under his arm β a trumpet or a French horn or a ukulele.
Even when he was buddied up with other non-dance-punk acts of the day, like Arcade Fire, Final Fantasy and Patrick Wolf, it was only earthy, old country instruments that they really shared in common β nobody else was utilising pianos, accordions, strings and a hell of a lot of brass to make Balkan folk and Sicilian funeral music.
He looks less like a paragon of virtue hiding out from the Luftwaffe these days, although his perfect mop of hair is still a style and non-style of its own, and he still looks good in a shirt with buttons. He convalesced in Brooklyn and summered in Istanbul where he fell in love, but creatively, for the first time, he became crippled by self-doubt. Condon has a history of battling anxiety. How do you explain that to the people around you? What I went through last night while you were asleep felt like one of the most epic battles of my life, and you just cruise through life.
So if anyone else got the luck it was the luck to just be content. The pressure he puts upon himself, he says, is getting worse. I like to think that coming from an ethnically Irish Catholic family, we just love to make ourselves suffer. So Zach Condon was tearing his hair out writing music only to throw it in the bin, until his core band mates, bassist Paul Collins and drummer Nick Petree, did something about it. He describes that dank room in Dumbo as a dungeon, and points out that the rust on an amplifier beside us is from the moisture that would cling to and drip from the walls and ceiling.
Condon always preferred Brooklyn to Manhattan, way before that was what you were meant to say. Condon has a younger brother, too Ross plays in garage band Total Slacker , but the influence of Ryan β a writer β cannot be overstated. Back home in Santa Fe, before he was sneaking the middle child into Brooklyn clubs and art spaces like Galapagos, it was Ryan who schooled Zach in European cinema, returning home each night with a different foreign language film and sitting his brother down in front of them.