Fresh off grabbing a heel-to-toe sando, a tasty Diet Mountain Dew and a trip to our local independent recored store, we are ready to declare a band fo yo weekend. But whom? Easy, jackass. The revivalist blues stomp she's-not-a-bad-drummer-she's-playin'-what's-good-for-the-song duo The White Stripes.
We're listening to their new disc Icky Thump right now and we gots to thinkin': We really like The White Stripes. We even think they're a tad underrated. C'mon, most of their songs consists of the three main musical ingredients that makes a band Heavy Duty: bad-ass riffs, huge fuckin' drums, and a good sense of humor, intentional or unintentional. And the new record is kickin', folks. Some of the heaviest songs in the catalog, with the cut "Little Cream Soda" being borderline metal. So go pick up some Icky Thump, maybe work on yer loan-me-five-dollar abs a little for them shirtless summer days, and remember, if you ain't Heavy Duty, you ain't shit.
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