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The White Stripes

The beginnings of the band occurred in Detroit, Michigan, when Jack White, a local mailman, was in a bar and a drug dealer
 handed him an experimental drug called ”“mystic crust.”“ In a state of feverish hallucination, Jack climbed on top of the bar and started shrieking while randomly beating an electric guitar with his fists. To his shock, the crowd loved it, and immediately praised him as a brilliant artist. ”“I was kind of confused,”“he says in an interview, ”“I was screaming something that none of them understood, though if I recall correctly it was something about blue cheese dressing. They thought it was a song, and they asked me to perform another. I opened my mouth to sing, but instead I projectile-vomited at them. They actually liked that even more than the previous song. They called it ”performance art.” They cheered even louder when I had a heart attack.”“ White was a major overnight success, despite the fact that he had absolutely no musical experience whatsoever.
White was now in a bit of a dilemma. Several thousand agents from various popular record labels crammed themselves into his apartment the next day. ”“They asked me if I would make records for them. I, of course, was so crushed underneath their multiple bodies that the only noise I could make was a kind of muffled moan. They took this to mean ‘yes’ and had me sign about nineteen contracts.”“ He was now expected to become a major recording artist when, in reality, he simply wanted to continue delivering people’s mail every day. As he walked out into the street on his way to the recording studio, he spotted a deranged-looking woman crouching in a garbage can.
On an impulse, Jack asked, ”“What are you doing?”” The woman jumped as if alarmed. ”“Um… I’m sitting in a garbage can.”” Jack was in love. He asked her to join his band, and she said, ”“WHERE?”“, which he took to mean ”“yes.”“

Debut album and De Stijl

After a quick wedding to Meg, Jack set to work on naming the band. To devise the name, he read a 1,000-page Greek epic for inspiration, then randomly came up with the name ”White Strippers”. White’s friends at the time pretend their little trip to the Nevada brothel “The Curiously Hot Monkey” might have inspired him. Eventually, a few letters were removed from the name, turning it into The White Stripes. Then, in what was probably the most frantic period in the band’s musical career, Jack and Meg struggled to write even a single song. ”“The thing is,”“ says Jack, ”“I had absolutely no musical talent whatsoever! How the hell was I supposed to write any music?”“ He hired over two hundred session musicians on bassoons, violins, synthesizers, and otherprogressive post-rock
 instruments as he struggled to write a single song. But it was no use – after three months, all he had written was ”“The White Stripes”“ on top of a blank sheet of paper. The deadline for the album was only a day away. But then, at the last minute, Jack realized that it had been drugs
 that inspired him the first time; ”maybe drugs could save him yet again!” He purchased a bottle of adrenochrome at a local supermarket and he and Meg gulped it down even thugh Dr. Gonzo advised them to only have a “teeny taste”. They immediately leapt to their instruments, where Meg threw her drumsticks aside and started pounding the drums with her voluptuous breasts
 and Jack started screeching a coin up and down the strings of his guitar while screaming incoherently into a microphone. This went on for 43 minutes. All the while, White’s 200-piece orchestra sat silently in the background. White sent this to the record company, where it was released and it became an instant success.
The band then launched a world tour, where they ingested drugs every night and produced random streams of screaming and static, while their 200-piece orchestra sat in the background and watched. About a year into the tour, Meg had the brilliant idea of getting ”rid”of this useless orchestra, and Jack and Meg pushed the session musicians out of the Boeing jumbo jet in which they were traveling at the time.

They then went on to record their second album, which went for a more “minimalist” approach. As a result, the music was largely acoustic and Jack’s screaming was slightly more mellow. After recording the album in the first five minutes of studio time (the album only contained one song, which simply repeated itself 9 times to make the album long enough – something that not a single fan noticed), Jack and Meg spent the remainder of their 10 months in the studio struggling to come up with a name for their album. They actually failed to do so, and it was only a lifesaving suggestion by their producer that gave the album the name ”De Stijl”, a Dutch nonsense phrase.

White Blood Cells and Elephant

The band immediately went on to record their third album, ”White Blood Cells”, which was hailed by critics worldwide as a brilliant example of garage rock, despite the fact that it was merely another album of drug-induced instrumental fits but without the blue cheese dressing. Also, even though it was the shortest Stripes record to date, clocking in at just over 25 minutes, it also had the greatest number of tracks, with 35. Many of the songs are less than 30 seconds in length and composed of a single scream, thunderous cymbal crash, and deafening guitar chord. The album also contained ”“We’re Going to Be Friends,”“ the only song ever actually written by the band as opposed to being randomly generated by drugs. This song was bashed by most music magazines, with Pitchfork Media calling it”“excessively good.”“
Their next album, ”Elephant”, would end up being their most popular release to date. After freebasing their entire cocaine stash, Jack and Meg recorded it in a record 45 seconds, an odd paradox as the record itself is over 47 minutes long. The record was called  “Elephant” because the music was actually so loud it was known to frighten the elephants
 at zoos across town from venues where the band played. The cover art for the album depicted Jack and Meg sitting in a red room staring vacantly into space. This photo was taken when the two of them took a wrong turn on the way to a bathroom. They ended up in a random spare room, in which they sat, hopelessly confused, until somebody had the decency to come rescue them, but not before snapping a photo.

Get Behind Me Satan and Icky Thump

The next album, ”Get Behind Me Satan”, was recorded in Jack’s Detroit apartment.”“We had a hell of a time fitting the church organ inside, but it worked out alright,”“ says Jack, ”“The 17 trombones also didn’t seem to want to be crammed into my fridge. We didn’t use any of those instruments, of course – they were just for decoration. We like to have shiny things to look at when we’re tripping ondrugs
; it helps boost our creativity. If you can call it creativity. I suppose that’s a bit of a stretch.”“ The band
 experienced a slight creative block when their drug supplies ran low midway, but they managed to eventually finish the album, and it was released (again) to mass critical acclaim. They didn’t even bother leaving the apartment before recording their next album, ”Icky Thump”, which was by far the loudest of any of their records so far (the low-end vibrations of the album alone actually destroyed most of Jack White’s apartment, aside from his resilient goldfish Napoleon). The track contained some of the band’s most memorable moments, including the song”“Icky Thump”“, in which guitars so amplified they are no longer recognizable as musical instruments accent Jack White’s hollering
 such insightful, brilliant lyrics as ”“WA WAPPA WAPP WAPP [|RED-HAIRED]] GREEGA GREEGA MEEEE!!!”“ and”“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAUUUUUUUGH!!!!
“”Meg White also sung a song called ”“This Battle Is in the Air,”“ in which she flipped through the dictionary and randomly read any words she saw (such as “ketchup” and “indiscriminate”), while Jack had a violent coughing fit into a set of bagpipes in the background. The album became a bestseller of theirs. Another succesful hit was “Conquest” in which Meg did nothing but cower from Jack as he screeched “CONNNNQUEST!”

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