Nothing like old jams to help big move stress

MOVING is a biatch, and the only way to get through it stoically and sanely is to make sure you’ve got some great music playing in the background.

One would think you’d need tracks with a good, banging high BPM, something maybe a little grimey, speed-core or just run-of-the-mill feel-good to get the adrenalin pumping while you fill those boxes with your decade-old junk. But, I’ve found that a little melody, a lot of guitar and lyrics you can sing along can get you through the moving process calmly.

Even though legions of middle-aged fans are probably hovering over their Amazon baskets, eagerly awaiting their pre-ordered new Josh Groban album, Bridges, the eighth of his career, his operatic, vulnerable ditties are not a go-to here.

Maybe post-moving and unpacking, exhausted on the couch, downing a bottle of Pinotage, Bridges, in the background would be more appropriate – especially since he has moved away from the 2015 theatrical covers album, Stages, where you could turn up the volume and jump around the lounge in a cape while screeching out the Phantom of the Opera alongside him and Kelly Clarkson.

Bridges is apparently a return to Groban looking inward and finding the Zen connection in love and positive spiritual growth (his press release, not my opinion).

Obviously anticipated, as all Groban’s work is, you don’t get to be a multi-platinum award-winning singer, songwriter, and global superstar without a few bazillion people longing to hear you.

Grobanites or Joshuites probably already know Bridges will be officially released on September 21, the day he will appear on-screen as co-star with Tony Danza in new Netflix original series The Good Cop.

So what do I recommend? Well, the tunes that got me through the past week were good, old-fashioned rock – in particular, a blast from the not-so-distant past, a beloved band called Interpol. You know how it is when you’re shuffling through decades of music and out pops a song that just used to be your jam? Well, when Stella Was a Diver and She Was Always Down off the album Turn on the Bright Lights slipped on, packing took on a whole new meaning.

It miraculously became part of the Noble Eightfold Path, a task that allowed my mental frustration a physical outlet while my memories infused to untangle this Gordian knot. Their second album, Antics, followed all that wonderfully miserable gloom with tracks like the deliciously satirical post-depression hit, Narc. The unsettling, macabre, A time to be small helped fill four Stuttaford boxes in no time.

And after Our Love To Admire, the self-titled Interpol and El Pintor, it was time to hit the net to see what was up with the band’s sixth album, Marauder, which was supposed to have been released in 2016. Finally, there was a release date for new tunes: August 24. Written in the

Yeah Yeah Yeahs’ Manhattan rehearsal space before being recorded at Tarbox Studios with Dave Fridmann known for his work with Mercury Rev, Flaming Lips, MGMT, Spoon and Mogwai, Interpol are back, with a world tour on the go. Frontman Paul Banks describes Marauder as “a facet of myself. That’s the guy who f***s up friendships and does crazy sheet. He taught me a lot, but it’s representative of a persona that’s best left in song.”

Now exhausted from putting away years of marauding, crazy sheet, I will also retire.