Jack White @ WaMu Theater (8/14/12)
Let’s just put it out there right away: the WaMu Theater is a terrible venue for concerts. It’s a warehouse built for boat shows and other giant events that fit into a cavernous space. And when you go to a concert there, that’s exactly how it feels – like they took a giant space, threw together some dividers, added a stage and some chairs, and declared it a concert venue. I’d been there for two previous shows, and they were nothing stellar, with muddy sound.
Jack White’s show Tuesday night was my first experience with a general admission show there, and I’m hoping never to be compelled to do a GA show there again. I’m just straight-up too short, and the sound gets too muddy if you dare to venture out of the middle section to try and find a better place to stand.
Because I couldn’t see (usually I’m able to shift and shuffle into a spot where I can see well enough, if I can’t get right up front), I had a hard time getting into the show and really enjoying it, despite being a fan of his music. But that’s not Jack White’s fault, and I can’t deny that the show was good, even though it’s just not all that fun if all you can see are the backs of the heads of the many people crammed in front of you.
The setlist drew from White’s catalog of various musical incarnations: The White Stripes, The Raconteurs, The Dead Weather, and his recent solo album Blunderbuss. The all-female backing band were well-matched with White, whether they were tearing through a heavy blues stomp or accompanying him on more delicate songs like We’re Gonna Be Friends.
(At least I think it was all women up there. As I never did see the entire group all at the same time, I may have missed someone. And the introductions were swallowed up in the giant space. So my apologies to any men not named Jack White who may have been on stage.)
Highlights included the hard-driving Blue Blood Blues, I’m Slowly Turning Into You, and Seven Nation Army, in which White had the audience sing the famous riff underneath the final verse. Bringing the show almost-full circle back to Pokey LaFarge’s Americana sound, the night closed with a cover of Leadbelly’s Goodnight, Irene.
Dead Leaves and the Dirty Ground (The White Stripes)
Weep Themselves to Sleep
Hotel Yorba (The White Stripes)
Top Yourself (The Raconteurs)
Screwdriver (The White Stripes)
Blue Blood Blues (The Dead Weather)
I’m Slowly Turning Into You (The White Stripes)
I Guess I Should Go To Sleep
The Same Boy You’ve Always Known (The White Stripes)
The Hardest Button to Button (The White Stripe)
Freedom At 21
Steady, As She Goes (The Raconteurs)
We’re Gonna Be Friends (The White Stripes)
Take Me With You When You Go
Ball and Biscuit (The White Stripes)
Seven Nation Army (The White Stripe)
Goodnight, Irene (Leadbelly cover)