Remember when Jack White didn’t have a gelato? Or when he didn’t crazily call people out? Or more importantly, do you recall when it was just him and Meg, and yeah they seemed a bit eccentric but they didn’t do anything except make rad garage rock albums that you just wanted to leave on repeat? As hipster/snobby/whatever as it sounds, I think those were truly the good ol’ days of Jack White. I certainly enjoy his side projects, solo work and what he’s done with Third Man Records (hell, I’m a Vault member), but I miss the simplicity of The White Stripes.
For today’s Throwback Thursday I’m heading back to the album that pulled me into The White Stripes, White Blood Cells. I still vividly remember the first time I saw the video for Fell In Love With A Girl, and I will always name Dead Leaves On The Dirty Ground and I’m Finding It Harder To Be A Gentleman as two of my all-time favorites from the band.