It’s been three whole days since the Jack White concert and
this is the first that I’m writing about it. Shall I go into all the gory details OR do I just talk about
the good stuff. Hehehe. Decisions, decisions. All right gory details it is.
I was on line outside the venue for a mere two hours in the
freezing cold. My lips were blue
by the time I got into the holding area. Okay, not a big deal, I don't mind suffering a little to go see someone outstanding. Then another hour in the bar with a group of douchy guys being loud and
obnoxious behind me which was not fun for me. My chicana temper was restrained ‘cause I didn’t want to be
ejected before I even got into the ballroom. All right. I
finally get in and proceed to wait another two hours before the actual
concert. That includes a really
awful opening act…wish I could name them but really not worth mentioning. I yawned through their music ‘cause it
was that nondescript.
I did get a glimpse of Gary Oldman so that was the extent of
my star sightings that night.
Although I heard J-Z was in the house, but he was not in the pit with
the rest of us. Okay, so there I
was ten deep from the stage ready for my J. White experience and the opening
act comes on and bores to me tears but folks are already squeezing, vying for a
spot in the front. Let’s just say
I’m a bit claustrophobic. I don’t
like being pushed and manhandled and elbowed…it’s just not my thing and people
are aggressive and really trying to get up front. I hold on through most of the opening act BUT as soon White
is about to come on stage the crowd rushes forward and I am looking for a way
out fast. Being only 5’2” let’s
just say I needed a bit of breathing room. I manage to find a spot next to one of the cameramen…the one
way back that had the long view of the stage. I even managed to keep a decent view of White’s mic.
So I think I’m golden and I manage to talk some 6 foot guys
from blocking my view for a good portion of the first couple of songs, so I can
actually see White singing. I am totally
stoked and rocking along with each of his songs. Loving the line-up.
Loving the guitar. Jack
White can wail on that guitar until it virtually sings backup for him. He’s amazing to watch live and the
sound is sick in that ballroom. So
I’m having a good time. Then the
wall of 6 foot guys decided they need to stand right in front of me. Ergh! It just does my head in ‘cause now I can’t see anything…but
I can still hear music and jam along so it’s not ideal but I can manage. Until the guys decide they want to
dance along which just sucks cause they are now throwing elbows and moving to
the words and it’s just not pretty anymore. On the very last number of the first set, a guy jams back
into me making me go back and my knee goes pop in the other direction. M****r F****r. He’s wrenched my knee and I am out of
commission.
I hobble over to the staircase and pop my kneecap back into
place. Yep, I’m done. I manage to hobble down the stairs, out
into the street, pass by Oldman as he zips his pants, wave goodbye to him and
head for the train. That is my
little glory time watching White.
On Saturday, I’m on prescription strength ibuprofen’s and
ice packs to get the swelling down.
On Monday, I lose a day of work.
Blah! I’m not upset about
work…I’m more upset about losing out on that second act. I went online and saw a couple of songs
that I wanted to hear live. Thank
goodness for YouTube!! Anyway,
that’s my story and I’m sticking to it.
Glad I got a chance to see and hear what I did though. Will love to catch White another
time.
Here’s his setlist for that night:
The Peacocks
Dead Leaves and the Dirty Ground (The White Stripes song)
Missing Pieces
Freedom At 21
Love Interruption
Hotel Yorba (The White Stripes song)
Two Against One (Rome cover)
Top Yourself (The Raconteurs song)
I'm Slowly Turning Into You (The White Stripes song)
Blue Blood Blues (The Dead Weather song) (With
"Screwdriver" Riff Intro)
Take Me With You When You Go
Los Buzzardos
Sixteen Saltines
I Cut Like a Buffalo (The Dead Weather song)
Weep Themselves to Sleep
Trash Tongue Talker
You Know That I Know (Hank Williams cover)
We're Going to be Friends (The White Stripes song)
Hypocritical Kiss
Hello Operator (The White Stripes song)
Carolina Drama (The Raconteurs song)
Catch Hell Blues (Fragment) (The White Stripes song)
Seven Nation Army (The White Stripes song)
Goodnight Irene (Leadbelly cover)
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