Jack White
Usher Hall, Edinburgh ★★★★
THERE are no half measures with Jack White, who exercised his performer’s prerogative to ensure that his audience were fully in the moment with him and his band. No more polite requests that fans desist from filming the show on their phones – all devices were secured inside a foam cover which could only be unsealed on exiting the venue.
Unusual housekeeping out the way, it was time for the punk vaudeville to begin. White has presented his turbo-charged take on the blues in several set-ups over the years – with his ex-wife Meg in The White Stripes, with alternating all-male and allfemale bands and now with a crack team of four musicians, including two – count ’em – keyboard/synth whizzes.
Carla Azar, his drummer of choice, was on incendiary form under the deep blue lights, sparking the feral energy which fuelled a two-hour free-ranging punk blues jam, knocking out tracks from across White’s two-decade catalogue of audacity.
In keeping with the wild, eclecticrompofcurrentalbum Boarding House Reach, spirit beat songcraft, at least until they broke out a pounding saloon bar take on The White Stripes’ Hotel Yorba and a stormy Love Interruption.
The fab five were briefly joined by support act Demob Happy for The Dead Weather’s choppy I Cut Like A Buffalo, White threw himself on the mercy of the crowd and the band went hell-forleather in ushering him back on stage for a lengthy encore which was more thrilling and fulfilling than most bands’ best sets.