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10:23 AM GMT 13/03/2009

WHEN MOJO RECEIVED an invite to a small, exclusive party thrown by Jack White in Nashville, to celebrate the relaunch of his own-label Third Man Records, we got straight on a plane to Tennessee. The band booked to play it was unmissable: a brand new four-piece named The Dead Weather, whom Jack recently signed to Third Man and whose upcoming debut Horehound (due June) he produced. A band consisting of Alison Mosshart of The Kills on lead vocals, Dean Fertita of Queens Of The Stone Age on guitar/keyboards and Jack Lawrence of The Raconteurs on bass. And, on drums and backing vocals, Jack White.. Tonight, in the soundstage rehearsal studio of the just-completed Third Man GHQ, White's latest new band are playing live before an audience for the very first time.
"How do you like my new home away from home?" says Jack, welcoming the MOJO and the other 149 invitees - friends and family mostly, including Meg White, Sheryl Crow, country singer Martina McBride, plus 30 lucky fans who won tickets through a messageboard - to what he calls his "bear cave". It's an impressive place - a formerly nondescript building in an industrial neighbourhood of Nashville that White redesigned from scratch into a stylish, retro, record label GHQ.

He's visibly proud of the place, situated a convenient hop away from his recording studio and a vinyl pressing plant. He's been nurturing a plan for ages for "a new system in this age of invisible music" to give music fans "something tangible, something that isn't disposable", like a good vinyl record, which with this set-up "can be made and ready to go in 24 hours". To prove the point, they've knocked out a super-limited edition of 150 copies of The Dead Weather's first single, Hang You From The Heavens (b/w a cover of Gary Numan's Are Friends Electric) for tonight's guests, each individually hand-painted by band members.
We're treated to a playback of the whole album - vinyl, natch - raw, bluesy, loud, uncompromising rock. White, Mosshart, Fertita and Lawrence listen along too, sitting together in a row on a black sofa, almost camouflaged in their black clothes, drinking, smoking, chatting now and then, grinning quite a bit and, in Jack's case, occasionally air-drumming along.
The five songs they choose to play onstage - 60 Feet Tall; Hang You From The Heavens; So Far From Your Weapon; Treat Me Like Your Mother; New Pony - are even more impressive live. Mosshart sings lead on all of them. Jack leaves his drum set just once, to share the mic on So Far From Your Weapon. Afterwards the drinks keep flowing as MOJO joins the band in a back room to get the low-down on the new band, find out what will happen to the old bands, and see why White thinks his label can single-handedly save the ailing music industry. You can read it all in a future issue of MOJO magazine.
Listen to two tracks from The Dead Weather HERE!
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Sounds really excellent! Good scuzzy blues guitar, and a great cover of 'Friends'.
Looking forward to the LP on vinyl of course!
Posted by simon F at 1:43 PM GMT 13/03/2009 Report Abuse
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It's March 1966. And White and the boys--one Nico-like gal--are laying down--immortality--drums and guitar.
The Stones need Jack like Iggy needs Timberlake.
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What in the name of fuckerty are you on about you big cunt?
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yeah fuck you dlt
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Mind your fucking language you foul mouthed cunt.
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what the fucking shit dlt? is there room for shit amongst those bowels of vowels?
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