I always find it mercilessly good if I can go virtually no contamination to an album. No comparisons, no hopes, no dusty gossip. Only just listen sometimes. Clear, we are talking about Jack White, Jack White. The man who, thanks to the love of music probably pushing it almost even wilder than Damon Albarn. The man of the White Stripes. For me, his work was so far but more of a side note. A bit Alica Keys and 007, something Meg White, slightly more Seven Nation Army. Not more. Among this year's Neuerscheinigungen I then resorted without hesitation my intuition and trust to the plate with the nasty cover and was more than impressed at the first hearing of the musical variety. Satte rock numbers with neat riot, bluesy intermediate pieces, songs like a western saloon plus of course the masterful instrumental mastery. The trio of drums, piano and guitar in "Weep Themselves to Sleep" is for me as a revelation as the guitar-drums-pair in "Freedom at 21th Century". As you get immediate Bock himself playing an instrument. That the magic of pure music. Explosive it is combined with the poetry. I wonder why the album "Blunderbuss" and not "settlement" means. Jack scolds, mourning, rage, suffering, resigned and split times just the myths Love & Relationships, and yes, women (probably not only one) get away not too good. Who but once stood in front of the shards of a partnership, is determined to recognize their own thoughts in many places. A perfect example of the unique combination of text and sound as "Trash Tongue Trailer". Taken alone, it is good to put together a thick board. The really big highlight is probably succeeded him for his live performances. Time a woman band, sometimes a man's belt, depending on your mood ?! The board in this ?! Brilliant. I call this battle of the sexes! ;) Oh, somehow I now Bock to be a rock star. I think I'm the same lot and buy me a guitar and take singing lessons ...