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Stephen King once warned that if you turn in an entirely different direction, you shall be punished. Whether itīs by an insane fan (Misery) or the simple fact that your new work is terrible (White Stripes).
About two months ago, I could claim to be the most enthusiastic Stripes that ever lived, two months on, I want nothing to do with them. īGet Behind Me Satanī is entirely different in two respects -
1. Jack White - in my opinion, one of the best guitarists today, only shows off his obvious talents on three out of the thirteen songs. Thatīs less than a quarter of the album, for those who cannot do simple mathematics.
2. Most of the songs are disappointing fillers, something non-existent in their previous records.
I shall stop the Stripes slagging (for the moment, at least) to concentrate on the opening track. I remember ripping into the album, putting it on at full volume, annoying my husband, and pressing play. Once again, as with all their other albums, I was transported into a little world, as Jack White played the first few notes in a brilliantly gothic style, in Blue Orchid. Followed by Megīs simple, yet effective drumming, I was amazed. THE STRIPES WERE BACK, thought I. But I was wrong. After the wonderful Blue Orchid, I clapped and turned on repeat, I should never have turned it off.
Next up was Jack on the marimba in a track called īThe Nurseī. Cool. But I did not realise that this hellishly un-rock n roll instrument would be played for the majority of the album. Later on, I got to a song called īLittle Ghostī. During this bore-fest, Jack adopts a rather Dolly Parton-ey voice and sings about - you guessed it - a little ghost. Aaaaaaargh!
Other White Stripes albums have been phenomenal rock records, this one is even too mellow to be called a country CD. Jack White used to be an icon for me, now he is a figure of hatred. There are only one or two tracks on this album worthy of the Stripes. The rest are, to put it simply, crap.
Stephen King was right, if you are good at something stick with it, donīt ar$e it up trying to be different.
About two months ago, I could claim to be the most enthusiastic Stripes that ever lived, two months on, I want nothing to do with them. īGet Behind Me Satanī is entirely different in two respects -
1. Jack White - in my opinion, one of the best guitarists today, only shows off his obvious talents on three out of the thirteen songs. Thatīs less than a quarter of the album, for those who cannot do simple mathematics.
2. Most of the songs are disappointing fillers, something non-existent in their previous records.
I shall stop the Stripes slagging (for the moment, at least) to concentrate on the opening track. I remember ripping into the album, putting it on at full volume, annoying my husband, and pressing play. Once again, as with all their other albums, I was transported into a little world, as Jack White played the first few notes in a brilliantly gothic style, in Blue Orchid. Followed by Megīs simple, yet effective drumming, I was amazed. THE STRIPES WERE BACK, thought I. But I was wrong. After the wonderful Blue Orchid, I clapped and turned on repeat, I should never have turned it off.
Next up was Jack on the marimba in a track called īThe Nurseī. Cool. But I did not realise that this hellishly un-rock n roll instrument would be played for the majority of the album. Later on, I got to a song called īLittle Ghostī. During this bore-fest, Jack adopts a rather Dolly Parton-ey voice and sings about - you guessed it - a little ghost. Aaaaaaargh!
Other White Stripes albums have been phenomenal rock records, this one is even too mellow to be called a country CD. Jack White used to be an icon for me, now he is a figure of hatred. There are only one or two tracks on this album worthy of the Stripes. The rest are, to put it simply, crap.
Stephen King was right, if you are good at something stick with it, donīt ar$e it up trying to be different.
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I've never understood the fuss with the White Stripes...
If you want some guitarist/drummer rock action get something by Winnebago Deal.
If you want some guitarist/drummer rock action get something by Winnebago Deal.
Agreed
Jack White is pretty good at his playing, but not brilliant.
He's probably nailed the whole "blues" aspect of music pretty well, but I doubt he can stray beyond that blues scale.
And the new album is crap.
He's probably nailed the whole "blues" aspect of music pretty well, but I doubt he can stray beyond that blues scale.
And the new album is crap.
Memorandum, do you have Msn?
When is the next election?
Wow, thanks *adopts sheer street-ness* Dogg.
Click the "just arrived" text under your name, homeboy, and all will be revealed.
J Nash wrote:
> No one respects Alfonse, but he's purple.
Ha ha. I never see him on this.
> No one respects Alfonse, but he's purple.
Ha ha. I never see him on this.
How many posts do I need to become purple? or gold?
No one respects Alfonse, but he's purple.
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