Thickfreakness
In the middle of nowhere (or Akron, Ohio), two kids dropped out of college and thought it would be a great idea to make music in their garage. The next thing you know, the Blues and Rock gods decided to anoint many eargasms to what they were to be called -- The Black Keys.
Thickfreakness, the song from their second album of the same name, is no less than brilliant! It starts off with a delicious fuzz that drops into one of the heaviest intro riffs, with Patrick Carney on drums. This then, folds into an easygoing rhythm and TBK make it look way easier than it is.
Dan Auerbach on vocals portrays a certain drunk carelessness, with minimal lyrics."Hold me, love me, in your heart!"
And ofcourse, the guitar that clutches onto the audience until finished. The lack of base is trivial in such cases, and that's almost the point with this song.
And then they whip out more of that magic. A solo that shines in the foreground of this measured "clicking", that sets pace for the rest of the song. Repeat chorus, and focus on the music. This leads for an album with other good scores such as Hard Row and Hurt Like Mine.
On stage, Carney and Auerbach look like music nerds, there to do what they love. Carney's expressions reveal no less, and Auerbach's clothes, no more. You can see that they're in it and they're lovin' every bit of it. As their audience you're bound to be surrounded by this casual air, and all you have to do to keep up is enjoy their music.
The album art in all it's controversial glory features Carney's fingers through a thick, freaky tub of what looks like petroleum jelly. Okay.
Fun fact:
Apparently, the album was recorded in Carney's basement in a single 14-hour session in December 2002, because the group spent their advance from signing with Fat Possum Records on rent.
If my life could have a background track, the riff would make large chunks of it.
Thickfreakness, the song from their second album of the same name, is no less than brilliant! It starts off with a delicious fuzz that drops into one of the heaviest intro riffs, with Patrick Carney on drums. This then, folds into an easygoing rhythm and TBK make it look way easier than it is.
Dan Auerbach on vocals portrays a certain drunk carelessness, with minimal lyrics."Hold me, love me, in your heart!"
And ofcourse, the guitar that clutches onto the audience until finished. The lack of base is trivial in such cases, and that's almost the point with this song.
And then they whip out more of that magic. A solo that shines in the foreground of this measured "clicking", that sets pace for the rest of the song. Repeat chorus, and focus on the music. This leads for an album with other good scores such as Hard Row and Hurt Like Mine.
On stage, Carney and Auerbach look like music nerds, there to do what they love. Carney's expressions reveal no less, and Auerbach's clothes, no more. You can see that they're in it and they're lovin' every bit of it. As their audience you're bound to be surrounded by this casual air, and all you have to do to keep up is enjoy their music.
The album art in all it's controversial glory features Carney's fingers through a thick, freaky tub of what looks like petroleum jelly. Okay.
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Fun fact:
Apparently, the album was recorded in Carney's basement in a single 14-hour session in December 2002, because the group spent their advance from signing with Fat Possum Records on rent.
If my life could have a background track, the riff would make large chunks of it.
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