Showing posts with label White Stripes. Show all posts
Showing posts with label White Stripes. Show all posts

Thursday, February 10, 2011

It's Remixin' Time!

Just back from Orlando, kids. You'll be glad to know that the Magic Kingdom still stands, i'm sure. Enough of this catching up shit, though, let's jump into a couple of remixes, shall we?

i often decry DC's lack of a beat scene, but we've obviously got at least a few bastions of hope 'round these parts. At or near the top of that list has to be Fort Knox Five. To help celebrate Bob Marley's recent 66th birthday, they dropped this little gem.


By now, you've all heard the news about the White Stripes splitting up, i'm sure. While i thought they put out some pretty tight albums, based upon the two times i saw them live, they may well have been the most overrated live performers of all time. i've found myself involved in some recent debates wherein i essentially argue that the Black Keys are superior in every single way (except the low budget porn category, which Meg wins for the Stripes hands down), and because i'm me, i'm always correct. Anyway, the Glitch Mob did up a pretty nifty remix of one of the Stripes' classics to bid the band a fond farewell (until someone starts smelling reunion money, i suppose). Seems GM is getting ready to go bonkers with shows and new music in the near future, so you might want to head on over there and sign-up for their mailing list.

Friday, July 9, 2010

Happy Birthday, Jack

Gather round, wee lads and lassies. I can still remember it so very well. There I was, living (and occasionally living it up) in bonnie Scotland, many years ago, when I heard of some new American bands. These bands were causing quite a kerfuffle among the British contingent, and it's still entirely possible they were more popular, as are many a good band over the years, in the UK than in their homeland.

The bands in question? That would be the ones usually given credit for popularizing the "The" movement in band naming: The Strokes, and this birthday boy's band, The White Stripes. I instantly loved them both, and found something ever so fascinating about a red-and-white-clad duo who got their jollies keeping the music press guessing about whether they were siblings or ex-lovers. Ever the oddball, Jack White has managed to create many an album of good old, dirty bluesy rock. And while he's a pretty big name now, what with all those other bands and movies and whatnot, let's all pause to remember the olden days, the days of the red and the white and the way those two Whites crashed the scene like nobody's business.

So then, Happy Birthday, indeed, Jack White.

mp3: Hello Operator (The White Stripes from De Stijl)