It’s been a while, but we here at FilmJerk get the chance to catch up on things happening around the music world. Sometimes we miss out on some exciting new things, such as the opportunity to introduce people to Fitz and the Tantrums before breaking big, but when given the chance to revisit one of the best albums of the 1980s by one of the best bands from the 1980s, we drop everything to give it a listen.
They weren’t the most influential band to come out of the New York City punk and new wave scene that exploded out of CBGB’s in the mid 1970s. That would have been The Ramones. Nor were they the most commercially successful. That title would go to Blondie.
The White Stripes have been on the scene for a good 6 years at this point, and every time a new album comes out from this formerly married couple, they seem to get it more and more right.
The newest effort from the band, a little album called Elephant which was released on April 1st with hardly ANY press at all, is definitely their best album since De Stilj.
Opening with the incredibly powerful and wonderfully different guitar work of Jack White, the album opens with their newest radio effort, a little song called Seven Nation Army, and this song fits in perfectly with the air of oppression and hatred that our children and brothers feel these days. This song harkens back to the good old days of the beginning of rock, when Zeppelin and even before them the experimental works of the Beatles had just dropped and we all knew what to listen to. The album follows exactly this tone, with songs that seem to have dropped off of Damon Albarn’s recording days on the first gorillaz project.
The words and message blend together quite nicely. The message is the same that came from the lips of Kurt Cobain nearly ten years ago, that we are meant to be left alone, that no one loves us, that we all need to mind our own business. It fits in with the war we face today, as our brothers and friends face an enemy that should have been left alone. In a time of darkness and despair, a time of war and no hope, the White Stripes come back to give us what we need to hear.
And this is only the first song. Followed by Black Math, we now seem to have in our hands an early effort from the Clash. Very punk filled guitar work on the second track, as it seems that Jack White has finally decided to find his actual crowd, the ones who actually pay attention to what is going on. The ones who need the message, but have no outlet anymore.
I am not going to use words like rhythmic or fast paced guitar motions, but the words and the way Jack and Meg use what they have to their advantage is exactly why these two will have a longer career in music than all one-hit wonder pop princesses or MTV creations. The White Stripes are a band that do not fit into a mold, their music is different and crazy and makes you think that you are listening to one of the better Beatles albums.
Experimental, message-driven, and fluid are the keys to this album’s ability to sell. It has all of this, and it hits every mark for creativity and beautifully rendered work done in the studio and in the words. It even seems that Jack and Meg want to experiment even further, and his words take a near rap turn on the track The Air Near My Fingers, yet the music betrays the rap turn and takes us into a trippy mind adventure instead.
The music is all very Black Sabbath, Beatles, Zeppelin influenced, and the words are Cobain-influenced. What more could a music lover hope and wait forr Now let’s just hope that no coverage will not hurt this album, and maybe even make it a better seller. I got my copy, and that is the Lowe Down.Rating: A+