Thursday, 22 September 2011

The White Stripes

The seed for this week's greatest band in the world was sown a month or so ago, when I went to see Death Of Her Money at the Croft. One of the support acts was a charming local band called Winston Egbert, a boy/girl duo where the girl plays the drums and the boy plays guitar and wails; just like The White Stripes. Except that Winston Egbert play 80's thrash.

The White Stripes do not play 80's thrash. In fact, much of the time they play the kind of fun jangly guitar pop that I find quite forgettable. The rest of the time though, they are some sort of distilled garage rock superpower with everything stripped away to leave only an audacious blues swagger and a whole lotta soul.

Which I find far less forgettable.

1 comment:

  1. Hey man, nice blog! Check mine out if you get the chance... a bit more indie, but always quality. I hope you keep this 'piece of crap' going. haha