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The Black Keys: El Camino

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…a broken heart is blind.

The Black Keys, “Little Black Submarines”

When it comes to love and music, I’m a big, gooey romantic.  The only difference is that in love, I’ve basically been a serial monogamist, rarely hesitant to jump into a new committed relationship even if I just had my heart wrecked by an old committed relationship.  With music, of course, I’m free to swing.  Radiohead won’t get jealous if I also fall in love with Clinic, just like I won’t get jealous sharing my love of The Fiery Furnaces with some of my bros.

When I fell in love with The White Stripes though, it was something extra-extra-special.  I was hearing them for the very first time through a pair of puffy listening-station headphones in the 4th Street & Broadway Tower Records, and as “Fell In Love With A Girl” finished whupping my ass and screeched to a halt, I felt like I had found The One. I had loved many other bands before then, but the first 4 tracks of White Blood Cells felt like practically everything I loved about American music rolled into one ultra-wonderful Voltron that I never realized I always wanted.  Jack & Meg continued to be my main musical squeeze from that moment on, and when they called it quits last Groundhog Day, it crushed my tender music-loving heart.

It’s not fair, perhaps, yet unavoidable, far as I’m concerned, for me to talk about The White Stripes so much when I should be reviewing the new Black Keys album.  Thing is, I never got into The Black Keys before precisely because of The White Stripes.  I’d hear The Black Keys now and then, watch them play a tune on a late night talk show, and I’d think, These guys rock all right, but I guess I only have room in my heart for one duo that stands in the shadows of Motown with warped blues guitars and cave-stomp drums. But now that The White Stripes are gone (at least until the inevitable reunion), it’s The Black Keys that have done the most special thing a band has done for me in a very long time.  Maybe not extra-extra-special, but special enough.  But first, back to The White Stripes.

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First Listen: The Black Keys’ Brothers

I figured listening to this would immediately inspire me to get a boatload of response done by the day it came out.  Yet, I am still but one full listen in after having the album at my disposal for over a week.  Attack and Release absolutely destroy(s)ed me, I have no reason to believe this one can’t… but I have no will to press on.

Trying to explain this phenomenon is tough.  I think it is what happened to most people when they reviewed Midlake’s The Courage of Others.  The critical edge was decimated by delusions of the last album’s grandeur.  Like I said to a lady last week: this almost never happens to me. For some reason I am trapped in a no-listen zone with Brothers.  Call it the opposite of album-oriented manifest destiny.  I want to go no further with The Black Keys. I want them to remain as they were.

I can admit my bias should be overcome in the name of 10 Listens motto. However, I can also admit when I am defeated.  I doubt highly I will make it to 10 with Brothers, but I guarantee I will not forget this album.  One day it will rear its head again, and I will be sorry I missed the chance to talk in depth about it.  Until then, however, it’s onward to other projects.  Perhaps a mash-up? The Courage of Brothers? Probably not.