The Dead Weather
We went to see the Dead Weather tonight (and rocked out to their CD on the way there).
We parked a few blocks from the Vic in Chicago and we were waiting around for 7pm. See, you can only put two hours into the parking meters and they shut off at 9pm. It was 6:45pm and we worried that some jerk would ticket us at 8:45pm if we put the money in right away. While we were standing there, Mychelle runs into 7-Eleven and Ken tells us there’s a good music store a block down the street toward the Vic and we should go check it out instead of standing there waiting.
Dead Fertita, Candice, and Allison Mosshart
So Candice and I are walking down the street and there’s Jack White in front of us. He’s walking out of some building and runs across the street, shouting that he wants to run into the cigar store. As we’re standing there we realize the rest of the band is right there, too.
Jack Lawrence has his face pressed up against the window of the (closed) music store, and Allison Mosshart is standing on the sidewalk with Dean Fertita. Candice asks Allison if she could get a picture with her, and Allison is happy to oblige. She calls Dean over, too. Check it out.
From there, we head into the show and see Screaming Females opening. The lead singer looks like a kid, but she’s got a great screaming voice and her fingers fly all over the guitar – not just fast but in control. The music was OK. I mean, not completely my cup of tea but there were a few songs that I really got into.
The Dead Weather came out and the crowd was insane for them. They didn’t play very long (I think Ken said they played a little more than an hour? I don’t have a watch so I’m not sure) but they were really good, full of energy and volume and enthusiasm.
Jack White drummed but didn’t sing for the first few songs. Then he came out front and sang sans guitar while Allison knelt down and played the tambourine. Then he went back behind the kit and sang while playing. Later in the show, he came out and played guitar while Jack Lawrence played drums. Dean stuck to guitar and keyboards (sometimes both at the same time). Allison mostly sang but also played rhythm guitar on a couple songs.
Maybe Candice will remember the set list. I never do. But it was a good set and wasn’t like they just played straight through their album. I enjoyed it.
Side note, but I was thinking about how so many people there were taking pictures and making videos of the show. Wouldn’t it be cool if you could set a private/public toggle on your camera — and then if it was public the camera would use GPS to figure out where you were and tag your photos as, in this example, for the Dead Weather? And then you’d have your own shots but they would also get dumped into a public folder. It’d let you go on-line and enter a location (The Vic) or the band’s name for the search so you could get all the shots and video of the stage from every angle! Everything would be auto-tagged by photographer name and time stamp. You could then filter whether you want to see just your photos or a group of photographers or just pictures between 8pm and 8:15pm or whatever.
Anyway. :p
So yeah, the show was awesome. There was a mountain of a man in front of me but I had a good enough angle that he generally didn’t block my view. But I swear, when he bailed it felt like I could breathe again, like there was that much more oxygen in the room or something. Hahaha.
We closed out the night at Clarke’s. I had *Kraft* Mac n’ Cheese with a burger. Haha. 
"
"
"
"
"