Jack White’s show at the Troxy, in support of his latest album “No Name”, showcasing his unmatched musicianship and raw energy.

Jack White’s show at the Troxy, in support of his latest album “No Name”, showcasing his unmatched musicianship and raw energy.
Jack White will melt your face off! Tonight’s set at the Troxy is blistering, with no quarter shown. With artists who have been around a while the conversation can become dominated by a sense of time and diminishing returns. But with Jack White that’s not even part of the conversation – such is the sense of limitlessness and truth embodied in his music. The set is focused heavily on new album “No Name” but it does not feel like he has omitted anything. We do not pine for days gone by. This is partly because Jack White is able to dance along the full continuum of music – not even just his own timeline. Playing his stuff but then even an old blues standard by Robert Johnson and a cover of the Flamin Groovies.
That sense of truth feels like it extends to every element of the concert. The support act is Gina Birch (formerly of the Raincoats) and the Unreasonable’s. Her and her band play in pastel suits and perform with such humour and passion that every audience member can’t help but smile from ear to ear. They finish on a raucous version of “Lola” by the Kinks. This feels like such a master stroke of curation from Jack. Tipping his hat to an artist who deserves love and respect instead of just booking a new band with some buzz around them. He leans into the richness of music history himself. Something his record label Third Man really gets too.
He starts with two new ones “Old Scratch Blues” and “That’s how I’m feeling”. The latter is a garage song that’s so simple but genius. Jack is energy itself, almost moonwalking back and forth across the stage with his guitar. Letting out a disembodied howl.
He owns the entire stage effortlessly. Older classics like “Dead leaves on the Dirty Ground” are interspersed but it feels cohesive. Amusingly, the mosh pit erupts the most for classic song “Hotel Yorba”, one of the mellower but still energetic songs from the White Stripes canon. The audience are hungry.
It can’t be overstated how good the new songs sound. “What’s the Rumpus” and it’s stomp is so good that it feels like it’s been around forever. Which segues effortlessly into “Ball and Biscuit” and “Icky Thump” with its Mexican sounding bagpipe stomp.
The set ends with some more tracks from the White Stripes debut and then into “Archbishop Harold Holmes”. The genius of this new track is its rap like intonation with Jack in full preacher style:
“God spoke to me. Said, “listen to me. I Anoint you with the power that’ll get ‘em all movin””
True. The devotion from the fans is evident from the scramble that ensues as Jack flicks his pick into the crowd at various points. For the first time in my life I catch one of them directly. It feels like a baptism.
Even “Seven Nation Army” sounds fresh. Wrestled back from the moronic chant uttered endlessly at sporting events and given back to everyone here with fresh life in its veins. It belongs to Jack and it belongs to us. After this show he made a pilgrimage by train to play at the Barrowland in Glasgow. Paying homage to his Scottish roots. Just like him, everyone needs to come on a pilgrimage to see Jack. We’re lucky to have him.
Credits:
Artist: Jack White / @officialjackwhite
Venue: The Troxy / @troxylondon
Words: Jamie Macleod Bryden / @jamiemacleodbryden
Editor: Maria Abramenko / @mariabramenko
Assistant: Annalisa Fabbrucci / @annalisa_fabbrucci
Photos: David James – Swanson / @davidjamesswanson