The White Stripes will forever fall into that era for me, but never as a favorite. I never picked up an album of theirs because I always guessed that I would get tired of them quickly. Listening to White Blood Cells, I found I was right.
Jack White's voice isn't exactly appealing but he falls just short of being grating...for most songs. Sometimes I feel like this band tips into the "hip, so it's ok" realm, where we forgive some offenses because, well, look at how neat-o they are. I suppose this can be argued for many bands and singer, though, especially in pop music.
At first the record sounded fresh and cool. "Fell in Love With a Girl" was familiar, as did "Dead Leaves and the Dirty Ground." But just over halfway through the record, I was kind of tired of it all. They started to sound like a neighbor's garage band, jammin' out but not necessarily hitting the right notes (both figuratively and literally). I'm sure I'm missing some artistic or groundbreaking element, but by "Aluminum" and its "aaaaahs" I was ready to be done. I like their songs with a country twang, such as "Now Mary," a lot better than those with a driving beat.
Rating: 5/10
Would listen to if: I felt like I needed to be consciously cool while rocking out.
Favorite Tracks: "We Are Going to be Friends," "Hotel Yorba," "Now Mary"
Notes:
- I like the move of putting the gentle "We Are Going to be Friends" second on the album while most would make a song like that one of the last tracks.
- Does anyone remember the whole "are they married or are they brother and sister" rumors? Ick. Their divorce party invite probably put that all to rest.
- Is Meg White considered a great drummer? To me it just sounded like rhythmic pounding but perhaps drummers can set me straight on that?

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