You Don't Know What Love Is (You Just Do As You're Told) sticks out as the best of the bunch in the opening quintet of tracks.
From the opening chords of Icky Thump - where Jack justifies the bagpipe - to the machine-gun guitar/trumpet mariachi duel on Conquest the Stripes are on top of their game. The first four tracks, however, are sincerely sublime. For a band as deeply rooted in roots rock, dalliances like this shouldn't be taken lightly. The band may not be copying anyone, but Prickly Thorn, But Sweetly Worn is a similarly ill-advised genre experiment. Like The Rolling Stones' ill-fated 1967 record, Their Satanic Majesties Request - where Mick and company attempted psychedelic rock as a pale reaction to Sgt Pepper's - The White Stripes steps way out of its comfort zone. The Scottish-folk doesn't fit a band much more suited for more typical blues/country fare. Prickly Thorn, But Sweetly Worn is about as pretentious and unnecessary as anything you'll hear all year. On Icky Thump, Jack White indulges his worst predilections - and the record suffers for it. Oh, sure, there are risks taken on Icky Thump, but the joy of listening to The White Stripes has always been the group's ramshackle charm. And that's a shame because going back to basics - at least in this case - feels like surrender. Pegged as a back-to-basics record by the Peppermint Gang, Icky Thump is an anti-climatic, vaguely appealing record that unfortunately feels like a retreat from the ballsy piano-based pop eccentricity of Get Behind Me Satan.
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Three albums into the post- White Blood Cells trilogy, The White Stripes seems to be in the full swing of a decline.
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