in re: music reviewish
the white stripes get behind me satan
in one episode from the first season of arrested development, george michael wants to play woodblock in his cousin's band (dr. funke's 100% natural good time family band solution) because he equates rhythm with punctuality. while not entirely logical, i believe in my heart of hearts that george michael bluth would have been a better drummer than meg white. she would have given my former h.s. band director a coronary, although he was an ass so we probably would get along. BUT, more proof that it's not what you know, just who you know and how lucky you are.
but who am i to chide meg (HELLO, i have a blog). maybe her percussion shortfalls are part of the w.s. allure.
ever since white blood cells i've liked the white stripes. people hate them because their garage-revival unorthodoxy found success before supposed better and older garage-revival unorthodoxy found success, but to them i offer up a hefty meh.
this particular album is bluesier, pianier, falsettier, and either a departure or transition album. i've said it once before but it bears repeating - good stuff, good times.
favorite tracks: 1, 3, 9
riyl: fiery furnaces, louis xiv, the like young