The
White Stripes have been a part of my music collection for quite a while now,
though, I think I first became aware of them because of an episode of Gilmore Girls. The first album I purchased
was White Blood Cells because of the
song loud, punk-like song, “Fell In Love With A Girl”. It wasn’t until a year
later that I heard Get Behind Me Satan
and quickly fell in love with the entire album – and it’s still my favorite of
their albums.
But
instead of going album by album today, I’m just gonna do a quick inventory of
my favorite White Stripes tunes. “Truth Doesn’t Make A Noise” is fantastic for
the amazing and addictive guitar riff and the piano’s response to the riff. “The
Denial Twist” was my favorite for a very long time for the fun, dance-y, ‘60s
feel. “I’m Bound To Pack It Up” is very reminiscent of Led Zeppelin to me – but
I love the acoustic guitar and minimal percussion. “I Want To Be The Boy To
Warm Your Mother’s Heart” is awesome because of the featured slide guitar (I do
love slide guitar!). More recently, I’ve found myself entirely addicted to the
noisy “There’s No Home For You Here”. I love the harmonies and the driving
guitar, but my favorite part is the bridge – and of course, the guitar is
pretty impressive as well. “Apple Blossom” is another song that sounds like it
was ripped right out of the ‘60s and I love it. Of course, there are numerous
songs of theirs I could include in this list, but I am a bit pressed for time
today, so that will have to wait for a later date…
But
the thing I really love about The White Stripes is how bare their recordings
are. Those oddly rustic guitars, the boyish vocals, the simple drumming, it all
sounds out of place in this era, as if Jack and Meg White stayed under a rock
for a quarter century and then came out and started making music. I mean, it’s
just what it is… it’s not over dressed, not over produced. It is just plain and
simple rock and roll. Fabulous! Love the way Jack uses piano in so much of his
music. And Meg? No, she’s not a great drummer, but what she adds is a raw
quality, that any technically talented drummer would completely destroy. Somehow, though, the band’s stripped-down
sound and lo-fi production just works. Jack White combines his acoustic guitar
strumming with lots of bluesy licks and riffs, and Meg's insistent drumming
propels the songs forward effectively. The vocals are another high point, as
Jack comes out sounding like Mick Jagger and at other times sounds boyishly
innocent. Music made by two people, sounding like it was recorded in a garage,
has no right to pack this much of a punch. But it does. The conviction the
White Stripes bring to their music alone would be enough to give them a listen.