I'm going to Wichita ...

I was disappointed after the first hearing. After I was a few months ago attention to The White Stripes by the mirror (when praising this sheet in advance a contemporary band?), I found "I just do not know what to do with myself" on the net. The plaintive, whining voice of Jack and the howling guitar convinced me to buy the album.
To me it was too complicated and at the same time simple. The album did not make sense. Days later, I was doomed to listen to the album in the car because my antenna was broken off.
I was converted! Seven Nation Army by imitating bassline is a catchy tune, as it might be to compare Queens Under Pressure or Another One Bites the Dust.
soon after followed by the "brother" of Let's Build a Home called "Black Math". Here is rocked. Title 3 is slightly annoying "There's no home for you here"; the only title that I am hostile.
With "I just do not know ..." the quiet phase of the album is heralded. A wonderfully current cover of the song. "In the Cold, Cold Night" Meg can for the first time to sing the lead vocals, truly not a bad idea.
Title 6 and 7 are the culmination of the cuddly-session and it prepares you for the blues-rock pieces "Ball And Biscuit" and "Hardest Button to Button". (The latter should search the net. A brilliant live performance with Conan O'Brian).
"Little Acorns" gives us the rock again with philosophical thought: "Straighten your curls, well your problem hide in your curls"
Title 11 reserves the rocking mood for something more relaxed on "The Air Near My Fingers" ranzugehen.
"Girl, You have no faith in Medicine" then rocking back and Jack yells the lungs out and shines with gorgeous arrogant voice.
Finally, there is a smug-looking country-esque song called "Well it's true That We Love One Another" with the British Miss Holly Golightly.
A must for all rockers and blues / blues rock fans. They still exist, the people who manage the real music.
Thank you Jack and Meg!