The Dead Weather - Crash & Burn      Â
 Iâm sure youâve heard of Jack White at this point. Heâs everywhere within the music world, and heâs proud of it. Since the fall of the White Stripes, one of my personal favorite bands, White has focused on Third Man Records, which really just puts out gimmicky, weird records for those people who really need a vinyl copy of âSixteen Saltinesâ with water in it. In recent months, however, White has quieted down a bit, or at least tried to, and has been stepping out of the spotlight as much as possible. Letâs just forget about that whole Patrick Carney fighting incident and pretend that never happened. In that same mindset, then, Jack White has teamed back up with his old Dead Weather friends, Allison Mosshart, Dean Fertita, and Jack Lawrence, where he takes a back seat to Mosshart on vocals while he plays drums. This has always been my favorite Jack White side project, even when the White Stripes were still sort of a thing, mostly because it shows a different side of one of the most famous musicians of our time. For a guy who usually loves to be in the spotlight, itâs awesome to see him behind the drums where Mosshart and the others are his equals, instead of the duo hierarchy of the White Stripes. Not to mention that I also love them because they have a killer sound. Their long awaited third album, âDodge and Burn,â came out last month, to my excitement, and to my surprise. After five long years this thing kind of came out of nowhere, I had honestly assumed White was moving on to focus on his solo career. But to my great pleasure, I was wrong, and here we are.
      The album starts out with the one song I had heard as a single, âI Feel Love (Every Million Miles).â It is your quintessential Dead Weather song. Itâs hard hitting and heavy musically, with Mosshartâs vocals to kind of keep you on edge but also get you pumped up at the same time. Iâve said it before, but itâs the kind of music you need to listen to while wearing a leather jacket and aviators to. So basically, just look like Allison Mosshart herself and youâre set. The Dead Weather have a formula they seem to stick to for their music, but to their credit, it works really well. Itâs not over the top, crazy stuff, itâs simple, easy guitar work with some hard, overly abrasive drums and those intense vocals from Mosshart on basically every song. They donât change it up much, and they donât have to. And honestly, when they do change it up, like they try to on this album a bit, it doesnât really sound right. This song is nothing new, but I like it that way.
      âBuzzkill(er)â comes after âI Feel Love,â and once again itâs exactly what youâd expect. Everything is so intense and angry, the basic Dead Weather sound, and it comes off the last song well. It has a slightly different guitar effect though, I think it might be a bit more phasered out. Other than that though, âBuzzkill(er)â isnât anything new, but Iâve already come to terms with that.
      âLet Me Throughâ is the third track on âDodge and Burn,â and so far itâs the only one wasnât really sure about. I like it, but I think the only thing wrong with it is the guitar part. The guitar gets really repetitive and almost kind of annoying. Thatâs actually a common theme in The Dead Weather. The guitar never really gets too crazy, it more just plays a steady, solid background for Mosshart to yell over. And thatâs usually fine, the guitar is fun and simple, but here it gets to me. Iâll admit, thereâs a pretty decent semi-solo part at the end, but itâs just too similar throughout. A lot of the times though the guitar is really gritty and dark and adds a lot to the song, but not in this case.
      If you didnât like the last song, then just skip this next one, because itâs even worse. Itâs the first song with Whiteâs vocals in the forefront on âDodge and Burn,â and that might be why itâs so bad. He tries to have this almost rap like flow, and yells and squeaks at parts, and it just kills me. The song is actually really cool when Mosshart comes in during the middle breakdown part, and the bass part is pretty interesting too, but I canât accept it because of the dumb verses. Seriously, at one point Jack White puts on his best Eminem impression and says âI got three young kids and a bad ass wife.â I mean why? Just why?
      âLose the Rightâ starts off pretty well with those awesome Dead Weather patented rim shots that come straight out of Jamaica and keeps that flow going with some great vocals. Itâs definitely one of the more usual Dead Weather type songs on the album so far. Thereâs a really quick guitar solo that sounds like it came off âIcky Thump,â one of my favorite White Stripes album. I liked that little nostalgia trip, so this song got extra points there.
      âRough Detectiveâ begins with this jazzy drumbeat and then continues with a really bluesy guitar intro until we hit the usual Dead Weather sweet spot. This is the first track where White and Mosshart call back and forth with the vocals like they used to do pretty often. I like that little conversation they have sometimes, like on âDie By The Drop,â a song thatâs not on this album but that you should check out anyway.
      âOpen Up (Thatâs Enough)â is a cool song because itâs pretty chilled out and then just explodes in the middle. Itâs one of the quicker paced tracks on the album and really gets going. Itâs a pretty âWhite Stripesâ sounding song, like something from âWhite Blood Cells.â It reminds me that these guys can down and dirty, but theyâre still a rock band that can jam out at points. Everything on the album so far feels somewhat subdued and held back, which is something you donât expect from these guys. I enjoyed that little burst of energy there. And itâs not that this album doesnât have energy, it has a lot of it, especially from Mosshart, but it doesnât feel like the completely raw energy they used to have.
      The next three songs, âBe Still, âMile Markers,â and âCop and Goâ are all pretty similar so Iâll just lump them together quick. âBe Stillâ has a slow intro but a pretty cool ending, âMile Markersâ has a good drum beat but it still has that dumb rap flow like âThree Dollar Hatâ had, and âCop and Goâ has a cool intro and gets pretty high energy like âOpen Up.â Bam, I just wrecked this review thing, I should do that more often.
      âItâs Just Too Badâ is the penultimate song and it sums up the album nicely. Itâs fun and high energy and gritty, but itâs somewhat forgettable. Itâs not a bad song, but itâs not sticking to me like other Dead Weather songs/albums. It very well could be that I need to listen to it more to appreciate it, but after listening to it twice through I can only remember âI Feel Loveâ and that âThree Dollar Hatâ song, but thatâs only because I hated it. Iâll give it more time though.
      âImpossible Winnerâ is a really strange song. I canât think of any other Dead Weather song that is like a rock ballad, but this one definitely is. Itâs basically just Mosshart accompanied by piano. Itâs really strange, because itâs pretty good, but it feels too forced and over produced. It feels out of place too, like it was thrown in to have a bit of complexity or to try something different. Itâs a good song though, and Mosshartâs vocals make anything sound amazing, so itâs hard to say exactly how this song makes me feel. It feels like a knock off James Bond song or something, like itâs for some action movie. It left me with mixed feelings, letâs just say.
      This album is one of those that makes you want to go back and listen to the bandâs other works. Itâs good, and I enjoyed listening to it, but nothing can beat âHorehoundâ and âSea of Cowards,â and maybe thatâs why I donât like it as much as I should. I mean, if this album came from an unknown band without expectations to live up to, I would be thoroughly impressed, but maybe I was expecting too much. I donât know what I was anticipating though, after listening to âLazaretto,â it became apparent that Jack White had somewhat lost that authentic touch. What I loved about the White Stripes, especially off albums like âDe Stijlâ is that the sound was so authentic and intimate, and it had that early punk rawness to it. Now everything he does just feels overdone and staged. Like fighting Patrick Carney in a New York barâŚ