The Dead Weather//Prospect Park – Brooklyn
On our way back down from The Newport Folk Festival Kylie and I threw The Dead Weather on repeat for the three and a half hour ride down to catch them in Prospect Park that Tuesday evening. Adding fuel to the fire a new friend of ours e-mailed us with an invite to the VIP area of the show, as if we weren’t excited enough. If you know this blog then you know we are gaga over Jack White and Allison Mosshart. Saying that we are huge fans of everything they do is an understatement. We stormed in to NYC blaring “Hang You From The Heavens” shaking her little Jeep Wrangler violently that the garage attendants look stunned to see two chicks hop out and hand them the keys. They stared at us, jaws on the ground, setting the tone for the night to come.
Around 8:30 pm Jack White entered stage right making only an entrance that he could make. Blow torch in hand graciously lighting Ms. Mossharts cigarette for her and then later exclaiming of Mosshart, “She’s so white, star tattoo on her wrist and smoking parliaments all the time.” They quickly went into their first song “60 Feet Tall” with White absolutely killing it on drums and Mosshart dominating the stage, although she was missing her signature gold Hedi Slimane for Dior Homme boots. I immediately stood on the gate to get a better view and rock out as hard as possible. This brings me to a more pressing point and my only complaint about this show. What the f*ck is up with rock and roll fans, have the all turned soft on us? The guy in back of me was like, “umm can you get down from there” It’s a rock concert for Christ sakes! Did he not notice the stuffed animal carcasses on stage, Mosshart smoking p-funks and downing whiskey, Jack with a blow torch?! Call me an asshole, but I didn’t move, poor guy had to shuffle a few steps to his right.
The show carried on, Jack raged drums and strapped on his six string for the closing song “Will There Be Enough Water” which they extended with an extra long jam session carried out between versus. (If you haven’t seen It Might Get Loud and you’re a Jack White fan do yourself a favor and get on that) Mosshart and White wailed in to the same microphone and when White was focusing on guitar Mosshart belted and screeched the lyrics falling backwards on the stage playing dead and then thrusting about wildly coming back to life, jumping back into the duet with White on a shared microphone. Their chemistry was undeniable.
After the crowd begged for an encore they coolly walked back on stage. Jack saying, “Allison doesn’t think you liked the set. What do you have to say about that? Show us that you did.” And of course the crowd obliged. They played through four more songs, “Forever My Queen,” “Blue Blood Blues,” I Can’t Hear You” and “Treat Me Like Your Mother.” For me this was one of the best encores and shows I’ve ever seen. If this is pure blooded rock and roll then I don’t know what is. I think myself and many others in the crowd were wondering the same thing when is that next Kills album coming out and what band will White be working with next, The White Stripes, The Raconteurs, The Dead Weather or some other amazing new project?
video courtesy of Kylie
pics courtesy of Brooklyn Vegan
-music from my ears. to yours. with love. jp
