I guess if I had to describe the sound of the Dead Weather, I would say add the bagpipes and raw garage sound of the White Stripes plus the soulful thrashy blues of the Raconteurs and you would have the Dead Weather. This only seemingly fits seeing as how Jack White fronts all three bands. Although this time, Jack is joined by Alison Mosshart (of the Kills and OMG do not get me started or I promise you I will not stop) as co-front (wo)man. The band also boasts Dean Fertita (Queens of the Stone Age) and Jack Lawrence (the Raconteurs and the Greenhornes, also the original cool nerd) as members. Is this not the most prodigious collabo ever??? I have not been this excited about a collaboration since Erin Featherston jumped on the Go International Collection for Target bandwagon. Holy moly that was a mouthful. I first heard of the Dead Weather when Nylon (where I find most of my music) ran an article about them. I skimmed over, making note to listen because, duh, Jack White is a certified bad ass (although to be fair I give all bands mentioned in Nylon a chance.) As I was saying, I skimmed through the article, unaware of the little gem I had just stumbled upon. Somewhere in the near future my good friend Mat posted a bulletin entitled "the girl I'm supposed to marry resembles the girl in this video." Well I did not really care about the video, I was more interested in seeing what this girl looked like. I played the video and my ears perked up at the sound of the familiar bagpipes, I focused my eyes on the little man dressed head to toe in black walked through a field behind a suburban neighborhood. My mind started racing...
"Is that Jack White??? Nah. It HAS to be him! It is Jack White!! Awesome Possum!!!!"
Then the girl walked onto the screen. I have never experienced love at first sight - up until this moment, that is. She was beautiful, and I wanted to be just like her. I told you if I start I will not start. I will just show you.
Is it not just amazing? I wish I had bullet holes in my body that the sun could shine through. Maybe not, I just realized what I just wrote. See what I am driven to?? Craziness.
So, I am all about moments (Jason Schwartzman's character Jeremy in Shopgirl will know what I am talking about.) Last Friday, I was in the midst of a happiness high when I walked into the living room and discovered the Dead Weather playing Jimmy Kimmel. Well since I was in private (not in a Walmart aisle) I was able to have a legitimate freak out. Luckily, I was with my good friend who understood my love and not only let me freak out, but freaked out with me (luckily for her, I did not punch her. This has happened one time due to extreme excitement, I am still sorry Caron.) They were playing "So Far From Your Weapon" and it was awing, and thus creating the perfect moment.
This post is already going on and on so I won't go through the track listing of Horehound. It is more something you should discover for yourself. Not to mention I am in between classes and should probably be doing homework...
HOLY COW!!! Your Auntie Tara here, who is most definitely NOT too old...I TOTALLY LOVE, LOVE, LOVE, LOVE JACK WHITE, ALL THINGS JACK WHITE, JACK, JACK, JACKIE WHITE!!! White Stripes, Raconteurs...you name it, I'm all over it. Even his role as "Pangle" in the movie, Cold Mountain...LOVE HIM. CRAZY TALENT. HA HA HA "How dare you? How old are you now, anyway?!?" (from "Blue Orchid" by the White Stripes. Keep on rockin' in the free world, Smoochie.
Posted my first comment before I viewed the video, which is an artistic triumph...so incredibly disturbing, visceral for me (since I see way too much of this gun play aftermath on a near daily basis & I can promise you that the sun does not shine through bullet holes...sadly funny, but true)
Yeah, this was great. Won't be forgetting it...has the same sick feel as that Jared Leto (also LOVE that guy & 30 Seconds, etc) movie "Requiem for a Dream"--I'm convinced that anything that can get you on a visceral level is good & this was exquisite.
In a forest of daisies lies a young girl of twenty. She was in no hurry to grow up, and much preferred to live in a land of make believe. the land of the quaint things. this is no ordinary land - this is a land where unicorns and sea creatures alike, join the rosy cheeked girl on tea parties. A land where gnomes and deer accompany her for adventures on overcast days. A land where she is free to hop, skip, and sing at the top of her lungs with the sparrows. A land where French crocodiles ask her to dance. Now if you please excuse her, she must be off to concoct a few plans on how to save the world.
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You know what they say, if it's too loud, you're too old. I'm too old. :O)
I'm too old as well, :) It reminds me of some of the music I hear coming from my daughter's room, lol. ♥
HOLY COW!!! Your Auntie Tara here, who is most definitely NOT too old...I TOTALLY LOVE, LOVE, LOVE, LOVE JACK WHITE, ALL THINGS JACK WHITE, JACK, JACK, JACKIE WHITE!!! White Stripes, Raconteurs...you name it, I'm all over it. Even his role as "Pangle" in the movie, Cold Mountain...LOVE HIM. CRAZY TALENT. HA HA HA "How dare you? How old are you now, anyway?!?" (from "Blue Orchid" by the White Stripes. Keep on rockin' in the free world, Smoochie.
Posted my first comment before I viewed the video, which is an artistic triumph...so incredibly disturbing, visceral for me (since I see way too much of this gun play aftermath on a near daily basis & I can promise you that the sun does not shine through bullet holes...sadly funny, but true)
Yeah, this was great. Won't be forgetting it...has the same sick feel as that Jared Leto (also LOVE that guy & 30 Seconds, etc) movie "Requiem for a Dream"--I'm convinced that anything that can get you on a visceral level is good & this was exquisite.
Sigh...Jack White...
:)
T
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