This isn't a sad day. This is a day to rejoice. The White Stripes sucked. They were one of the worst things I've ever heard. Meg White is an untalented, neurotic cunt. Jack White is a bag of shit who plays like a retarded monkey. How they tricked people into thinking
they were any good, I have no idea. Fuck them. No talent hacks.
That's how you list your reasoning of distaste? That sounds less like a critical evaluation and more like a schoolyard moron spouting off to anybody within earshot.
Lets start off with how bad Meg White is at drums; can she keep a beat? Yep. Does she have personality? Yep Is she Neal Peart? Obviously no. Is her style (although flawed) recognizable and complimentary? Yep. Same could be said for Ringo Starr.
Jack White plays guitar like a mentally challenged chimpanzee? Doubtful. He almost single handedly made blues-rock and garage fuzz cool again. He's a minimalist (google it because you might not know what that means) and the only reason a band like The Black Keys has made a dent in the public conscience is because of the White Stripes. I'm willing to bet Seven Nation Army has de-throned Smoke on the Water as the first guitar riff in an amateur's repertoire.
And how did the trick people into thinking they were good exactly? Clearly a two piece band that dresses like candy canes and plays music that hasn't been popular in 40 years is destined to break big. If you know a trick that will get my album to go Platinum and Gold throughout the world, let me know.
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