The White Stripes, this is their course, they come from Detroit. City spent heavily loaded in violent rock radius (Nugent, Stooges, MC5). The White Stripes are an aberration. While the best band in the world of the time, Radiohead (do not laugh, either way they have never done anyone laugh, these neurotics), the guitars balance in garbage chute, robs all stores synths and other fatal noisy toys with the ambition to produce a cataleptic bousin find that only a few deaf prodigious, White Stripes do the opposite. Back to the essence of the music, just the percussion and rhythm. Right here, just stupid, we just need four cardboard boxes on which bump, scratch and old dune three dollars. And the time that the Greenwood Radiomachin found the instructions for the machine to make the ondes Martenot, the Stripes have released two discs. Nobody listened or purchased but which constituted a sacred snub mathematicians and their assisted music mobiles to Steve Jobs The White Stripes, cétait return to full speed toward lethic "do it yourself". For Stripes, everything will change with "White blood cells". Or at least start to change. Jack White will soffrir a dip in the past. And do not sarrêter the sixties garage Sonics, Seeds, Remains, and the whole gang Nuggets compilations. It goes back to the roots of rock, with dry and austere blues, folk hobos, to country and hillbilly white campaigns. Digesting all that. And spit it out through a punk filter. This sound craspec, this buzzing and bubbling electricity, it will spread in his records. With a twist. He will give his group a picture, sound, finding a concept. First of they are only two, he and Meg (Back then presented as his sister, in fact his former wife). And they will do anything without the help of additional zicos studio. They did go to dress quen white and red. And playing the dirtiest and most saturated possible. And maintain control of their productions (no major record behind them). In fact, Jack White has all the ingredients to make a colossal flop except that he knows how to write songs. A The reverse productions of most revivalists, found on "White blood cells" sixteen original compositions, zero recovery. The tone is set entrance on "Dead leaves" saturated guitar, simple battery, a sharp rock to catchy melody, and presto, send, this is unstoppable (ist ette?). And it is left for the machine to go back to the good times ROLLENT. Or not. Because White sway strict blues ("Im finding"), hillbilly ("Hotel Yorba"), heavy sound bombs worthy of heavy dinosaurs of old ("Expecting" bangs as strong as the "White Room" by Cream "Offend in every way" or "I think I smell a rat" contain riffs that Jimmy Page naurait not deny, "The Union Forever" cool soffre started accelerating dragster, "Fell in Love" proves that grunge and punk were assimilated). All in conciseness, 40 minutes battery to 16 titles, two verses, two choruses, and while "White blood cells" is a guitar record and nothing but guitar, this is also a huge snub to all guitarists sils are unhappy not stuck twelve million notes on a solo in each title. The way Keith Richards guitar used and not how John McLaughlin. Jack White demonstrates that it is a great composer. And when to calm things down, slow down the tempo, it's there too, not quun little acoustic folk "Were going to be friends" will become one of the emblematic songs of the disc and the group. Jack White (sorry to mention only him, but the brave Meg, you can not tell which is impressive on this disc, or on the following dailleurs) shows that already, he sees the limits of its formula (the Black Keys will ten years to understand): one quickly turns round with just a battery and a guitar. And once quon made an untitled guitar ("Little Room"), a battery-free ("Were going"), the risk of regurgitation happens. The White Stripes will bypass the studio what could be a showstopper. A piano will point to the last track ("The protecter"). The Stripes subsequently not senfermeront in a kind of musical dogma and adjoindront on guitar and drums strings, brass, various keyboards for less basic result, less crude, but more successfull. Note that this record, their best for me, is dedicated to Loretta Lynn, old glory of the country. Few people noticed washed, but it foreshadowed a Jack White, who first came success nallait not just counting his dollars and became the ringmaster of all his old buddies from Detroit, losing no opportunity to the quote (Greenhornes, Von Bondies,) before embarking on the creation of a publishing label unexpected disk Wanda Jackson and Loretta Lynn. Definitely a guy with style who knows from where it comes, and not Dont forget to pay its debts
