I have only been in Chicago one week and been entertained by the Jack and Meg White of the White Stripes. Not too shabby a fashion to hurdle over hump day. Not that I am too weighed down by hump day, for that matter, considering my current employment status.
But, I digress, back to the review. First, the setting. Held in downtown Chicago's Auditorium Theatre, a classic feel was in the air before a note was played. The plush red carpet and the ornate architecture made for one of the best venues I have ever seen. Two years ago when I saw the devilish duo in Cincinnati, there was no set . This time, however, there was a much more complicated set design with a red background dominating everything, offset with splashes of white. The light setup was also much more intricate and added to the songs greatly.
As for the show, it was basically broken into two acts. Act one featured almost all of their new material off Get Behind Me Satan. Though I enjoyed this part of the set, I think the slower tunes such as "The Nurse" and "Forever for Her (Is Over for Me)" lost the crowd at some points. I, however, thoroughly enjoyed the usage of the xylophone and piano - nothing wrong with bringing down the lights and getting a little reflective Chicago. Sheesh. I can only suppose some people do not care about Jacky White's past woes with a Hollywood starlet. Upon exercising his Rene` demons, however, Jack saved the most rockin' tunes for the seond act.
With songs like "Take a Whiff on Me", "Seven Nation Army" and "Dead Leaves And the Dirty Ground", Jack and Meg provided a raocus finish to a great gig. Last, I know Ray-Ray said recently that Meg is a six or a seven after seeing her in person in NYC. But, after intently watching her pound on those skins for almost two hours, I have to upgrade her to at least an eight or a nine. Yummy. Update! Thanks to Dr. Bone, I can provide the three people that read this blog the set list from last night....
Blue Orchid
The Nurse
My
Doorbell
Forever For Her
Little Ghost
The Denial Twist
White
Moon
Instinct Blues
Passive Manipulation
Take Take Take (only the first
couple verses, though)
As Ugly As I Seem (with some amazing new
verses)
Red Rain
I'm Lonely
Encore/second half:
When I Hear My Name
Dead Leaves
Black Math
I Think i Smell a Rat (riff) > Take a Whiff on Me > Cannon riff
John the Revelator
Death Letter
Lafayette
Blues!!!
St. James Infirmary Blues!!
Hardest Button to Button
Same Boy You've Always Known
Hotel Yorba
Seven Nation Army
Boll Weevil
What to post? Since I am a Leo and I am feeling all saucy, let's listen to Cannonball Adderley explain why Leo's need to spread their love. I can't make this crap up. It just falls into my lap.
Leo
hearing of vitamin's bust over the greeny at the show made my morning.
Indeed. You might also like to know he thought it would be funny if he had floated down to the stage from our balcony via umbrella. Softly twirling to the stage...
I should be so lucky as to fall into your lap. I feel as though I have fallen so far already. Perhaps that is what my life has in store, one mighty fall after another. As Quentin Crisp said, my Bucktown buddy, "You fall out of your mothers womb, you crawl across open country under fire, and drop into your grave." I think that our dear Quentin just might have been on to something.
[3] Dear Thunder, your descent into darkness is startling and beautiful. Thank you ever so much for the lovely quote. You have enhanced c101 yet again. As for my lap, well, it always has your name on it. Just one thing. Don't tease me - there is nothing I hate more than a tease. Best - C$
[4] I did not realize this was such an R rated site, I will never let my kids back in here.
Also, I want to float down to the stage when Jack & Meg visit my booming metro of cleveland. Any pointers as to how to reach that floating sensation?
Thunderpants, I have tickets for the show. Whaddya say you get some tix, we can make it a date.
Does it scare you, thunderpants, that I know you yet you may or may not know me? Scandelous.
It scares me and I know who you are. As for floating, please email Vitamin Steve...
Dale,
Yes I am scared, but I am also excited. However, I think that I know you and you know me and I know you and you know me and I know you. Are you, by chance, a strapping Texan? Do you ride a Harley? Do you champion the game of cornhole within your West Park community? If the answer to all of these questions are yes, mystery solved. If, however, the answer to any of these questions is no, then I am going to have to put on my Encyclopedia Brown shoes and follow the money trail. You can always get the answers if you just follow the money trail. Good God I love a caper.
ps-Regardless of your true identity, I would love to see the rock concert with you.
[7] we'll have to see how good those shoes are. meet me in the red room prior to the show. i'll be wearing a top hat & an umbrella so i can float on down to the stage.
or if that doesnt work for you, we can find another rendez-vous spot. look forward to it.
i cant hide my identity from anyone.
Ok, number one, there are a bunch a Fruity-Cake McTwinkleberries hanging around in here or I'm missing something (or both?). Umbrellas, floating, rendez-vous' and capers! WTF, mate?
And two, C101, you're all blah blah blah the White Stripes blah blah blah and then you post some Cannonball Adderley, although the song does describe me very, very well, I would have, at the very least, expected some Son House or at least Joss Stone. Weird. You're weird.
Lets generate some love.
the white stripes are doing a live webcast of their september 27 show in maryland...for those of us who are not as fortunate as camilla.
http://www.nme.com/news/113580.htm...
Sweet Beefer. Don't hate. And RFO, don't you just love the juxtaposition? Last, VS wants his button!