Pure drama

Always close to the limit for Overdone, yet the nerve of the ear could describe the album in shorthand aptly.
Partly still etweas übermotiviert On his first solo disc, Jack White brings here all sounds right to the point. Prime example of this is the instrumental track (Track 5) Highball Stepper. Distorted to the limit of what is tolerable, yet so intoxicating that you yourself caught frantically batting in time.
A heavy album, guitar and bass heavy with a still unconcerned aufspielenden Jack White, who makes it clear who is the boss in the ring, for this special, dirty rock 'n' roll.
Jack manages to spot-on to play / sing and yet not to detail to sound.
Piano and organ alternate or complementary, the most distorted guitars and bass at the same time struggling for dominance and yet the second partially coherent celebrated voice of the Lord White always keeps the upper hand.
The plate is slanted, distorted, yet eerily melodic and conjures up the handset after the first listening test a relaxed smile on your face.
It would not surprise me if one or the other song in a future Tarantino appears Western, because it smells here strictly for dust, Whiskey, saloons, desert and death ridden horses.
An accusatory, running on the edge of Whnsinns plate with a hero who knows exactly what and whom he accuses here.