The White Stripes are calling it quits. The D Man understands the decision (going out on top, completing the canon, moving on to other pursuits), and has always admired the way the duo handled their creative business. But I feel a twinge of sadness knowing that they are leaving behind their special brand of guitar theater with, notably, great music still waiting in the wings.
Jack White is a recent saviour of sorts for authentic, red-blooded rock-n'roll and is undoubtedly one of the greatest guitarists of all time. His uncompromising vision and varied approach to rockmaking will long be a touchstone of artistic integrity. If you're wondering, The D Man's favorite Stripe record was probably the mammoth Elephant (my best of 2003). And while I loved the classics De Stijl and White Blood Cells, I fell hard for the band's final full length, Icky Thump. Enjoy a live version of one of my sneaky favorite Stripe songs, where Jack holds court and duels with a seventh son. Or something like that.
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