Woke up to some sad news today. The White Stripes have officially broken up. Major fuckin' bummer. Last we heard from Jack White was he was looking forward to getting back into the studio with Meg. I never thought they'd call it quits all of a sudden. They were possibly the greatest band to break out in the past 10 years. And let us not forget that incredible trilogy of albums they put out in the mid '00s -- Elephant, Get Behind Me Satan and Icky Thump -- albums so damn good they actually make you cry. Jack White has taken the electric guitar and raised the level of distortion to orgasmic. Garage rock & roll blues at its purest. And Jack knows his shit too (please check out the guitar documentary It Might Get Loud if you haven't). He's like a 21st Century Son House. And it's true that everything he touches turns to gold. And while he'll probably continue doing stuff with The Raconteurs and The Dead Weather, it'll never be like The White Stripes. Here's what the band had to say in their final statement:“The White Stripes do not belong to Meg and Jack anymore. The White Stripes belong to you now and you can do with it whatever you want. The beauty of art and music is that it can last forever if people want it to. Thank you for sharing this experience. Your involvement will never be lost on us and we are truly grateful.”
Sincerely,
Meg and Jack White
The White Stripes
