The White Stripes
Greatest Hits
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So the day is finally upon us where the White Stripes Greatest Hits is unleashed on the entire world...at least in digital form.
For all you die-hards here, the inside scoop is that the demand for the vinyl was so much more than we had initially anticipated that we could not press up copies fast enough to supply anywhere outside of the United States. Hence the delayed release date for the rest of the world.
Even then, we had to enlist the help of an additional SEVEN different pressing plants to be able to tackle this quantity. The etchings in the run-out grooves of the album, with all sorts of recuts and retests and Roman numerals as prefixes and suffixes are just a DOOZY and I'm pretty confident that no one will ever properly decipher it all...if only because *I* haven't even been able to keep track of it all. I am hard-pressed to name any other new release in the past THIRTY years that would have been on the machines across eight different manufacturers.
And in some weird way, I can think of no better metaphor to encapsulate the feeling of a White Stripes Greatest Hits record. Does anyone outside a couple dozen people in Detroit TRULY understand how weird, how outsider, how unpromising of a band this was considered upon their debut back in 1997? For something so unique, so beautiful, so true to actually cut through and emerge and succeed in the mainstream...from my experience, this almost NEVER happens.
Yet here we are, coordinating with the fine folks at Sony/Columbia and their gargantuan worldwide reach and influence and truly hitting new heights of saturation for the band. And as we're just at the start of that relationship, I'm excited to tease that we've got MUCH more coming.
All of this reminds me of something Janet Weiss of Sleater-Kinney once said about the White Stripes. I'm paraphrasing, but it was along the lines of "The White Stripes are like the Simpsons. It's SO good you feel like it SHOULD be an underground, unknown, cult-like thing. The fact that it actually became wildly popular across the globe is just that fortunate twist of the cosmos."
The idea of a two-piece band from Southwest Detroit still being talked about over twenty years later, arguably more important than they've ever been, nearly ten years after they've ceased to create new work, who had no struggle bouncing from shows at bowling alleys to hockey arenas on the same day, with a band member who literally built his own state-of-the-art pressing plant three blocks away from the collapsing walls of the first club they ever played. All together it's a journey that is both shouting to those a million miles away and whispering someone right next to you. Dispatching records to the farthest reaches of the planet and hand-delivering one to your neighbor. Writing lyrics that feel quintessentially universal and at the same time as if they were specific to you and your life and thoughts that no one else would ever know.
The duality of being both gargantuan large and intimately small at the same time. After all these years...that's what the White Stripes mean to me.
If you've made it this far...great. Post a comment about what the White Stripes mean to you and the best one will get some beautiful gem from my closet or floor or wherever the gems happen to have fallen on that beautiful day.
PS. got stuck at home today with car troubles so I don't have an actual copy of the Greatest Hits for my photo here. So I made my own. Winner can get this jacket maybe with one of the million test presses tossed inside
PPS. I believe the title of the album is, officially "The White Stripes Greatest Hits" as there was initially a concern that having two different titles "My Sister Thanks You And I Thank You" for standard and "Aside From That And Besides This" for the Vault would make it ineligible for chart placement. But a bunch of new chart rules changes made all of that a moot point anyway.
The White Stripes and Ball and Biscuit is the reason I moved across the country, got married and why two little amazing boys are alive. My screen name on Playstation Home which was a virtual second-life-esque game was Ballandbiscuit. Nobody got my screen name, except one day when I was getting ready to log off and someone came up and asked “The White Stripes?!” I was so excited that someone on there knew about the White Stripes. I ended up talking to that person 8 hours that night and every night after that. Three months later I took a three day Greyhound bus ride across the country to meet in person. A month later I moved. We’ve been married since 2010, have a 10 year old and 8 year old, two dogs, go to every Jack White related show one can go to with kids and obligations and we still love The White Stripes music and the song that created our lives.
“We’re Gonna Be Friends” was my wife & I’s wedding song.
Honest and true, so easy to connect to; The blues moves you and tells a story- the White Stripes deliver. They reach all ages and bring joy across the world. You have provided the jams that have truly made up the soundtrack to great moments of my life (with my wife, family, and friends).
Ben’s flexing on us hard. gems from his floor, haha!! if only.
That picture is legendary. Hahaha
Darling, you never cease to fascinate me with the insight. Its true. The reflection on what a legacy act ehite dtripes turned to being is a fantastic reflection of what the 90’s still had to offer.
Real people making real music. Remember when concerts used to have a handful of mistakes and missed notes? The White Stripes are real.
I used a fake ID for the first time ever in Charleston IL to see the Greenhorns in 2002 play in a bar with maybe 25 people in it and that probably was what it was like for the early white stripes shows.
I still regret not driving up to Chicago from EIU Charleston during my college years to see the white stripes. I’ve seen Jack 3 times solo and 3 times with the Racounters and I just wish I saw the White stripes in one of the small Chicago or Champaign clubs back in the day. Listening to the vaults early white stripes shows always brings a smile to my face!
This 51 year-old shares his basement office/online music shop with his 12 year-old son. In the space are my drum sets, almost 10,000 great records of all genres and eras, his video games and his huge LEGO collection. There is only ONE band that we have equal amounts of enthusiasm for… THE WHITE STRIPES!!! Thanks for that connection Meg and Jack!!!
I remember the first time I heard Astro, I was absolutely hooked! I was 24 at the time and it was exactly what I needed and they just blew me away seeing them live. So much energy. I really miss those days. I never thought I could like the music more than I had, but I went ahead and got married and had a son that goes BAT SHIT CRAZY when Hotel Yorba is played. He made up his own words to the song, it’s now called “Hotel Your Butt” and all they got inside is naked butts! We dance, sing, and laugh to that song every day and will be something we do forever. Their music means so much to so many in all different ways, but to me when I watched my son get that excited and want to hear The White Stripes all the time it just solidified what I already had known…. They Fucking Rock!!!!!