A Dud from Jack White
After the stellar heights of his previous effort, this comes as a bitter disappointment. It is Jack White going through the motions, half-heartedly picking up some of his best tricks of the past, but with no real passion or enthusiasm. At times it really feels like he is just going through the motions, and when he begins to bore himself he throws in a quick flourish to disrupt the rhythm. This has gone onto CD storage rack, I suspect it will never leave it.