The Dead Weather CD/LP reviewed by Troy Brookins

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The Dead Weather CD/LP reviewed by Troy Brookins
Nov 2, 2009, 03:46

The Dead Weather - Horehound


I like how people slammed Jack White because Horehound failed to leak. What is it that pissed you off—the fact that you bitches can't pay for music anymore, or that you had to wait to hear it until it dropped? Did you want to be the first to bash it on your blog so you can claim that you hated it first? Tough shit.

When does Jack White sleep? Is it possible that he doesn't? The guy seems hell-bent on destroying the stereotype that rock 'n' roll is a decadent profession by employing the same work ethic found in the working class neighborhoods of Detroit where White grew up. Small wonder why so many people hate him. Works his ass off and is successful too? Yeah, that guy must certainly be an asshole.

The Dead Weather is the latest project that White will juggle along with The White Stripes and The Raconteurs. But that isn't all that White's been working on—there's also the recent opening of his Memphis based record store that bears the same name, Third Man Records, as the recent record label he started. And if that wasn't enough, there's the film, It Might Get Loud, with Jimmy Page and The Edge that came out in August. And you thought you were busy.

Horehound is a sleazy affair that owes as much to Royal Trux as it does White's favorite bluesmen. Opening with “60 Feet Tall,” singer Alison Mosshart (The Kills) groans and spits out the words, dripping with in-your-face sexuality so genuine you can taste it. Throughout the record, she channels seventies period Mick Jagger, who exuded so much sexuality that everyone wanted to fuck him. This is especially prevalent on “Treat Me Like Your Mother” and the reworking of Bob Dylan's “New Pony” where Mosshart and White vocally punch back and forth creating a tension where you're not so sure whether they want to fuck or kill each other. While Horehound is far from the second coming, it's a welcome return to the gritty blues based rock that exudes sexuality and debauchery in spades. [Third Man]

-Troy Brookins


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