If there is one thing Jack White hates more than Cubs’ games, it’s shitty cell phone documentation of his live shows. There was even someone from his crew to alert the audience that cameras were a no-go. Our parents weren’t filming the whole time and they enjoyed music more than our generation, which is probably true is some cases. At his show last night at the Paramount Theater in Seattle, I couldn’t help myself but to snap just a few moments of the shred and noise fest. If Jack knew my battery died, he would probably laugh manically and tap his fingers like a movie villain and I would sickly enjoy it.


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