Jack White could well be one of the greatest rock guitarists of the 21st Century. The languid squeals of his solos seem to make the guitar slightly uncomfortable. It’s as if he’s taking it skydiving, unwillingly.
In ‘Ball And Biscuit’, his guitar solos signal a shift in tempo – a frenzied, running horse to the bluesy canter of the verses.
It’s classic White Stripes. Grungy. Effortless. Timeless.