Suppose we’ve been getting this wrong all along. Suppose the Live At Third Man Records series isn’t a set of concert recordings given at Jack White’s boudoir. Suppose it’s LIVE At Third Man Records - as in, this lot LIVE there.
All these rock bands pacing the corridors, smoking in corners, playing cards - generally idling, loitering, waiting for the moment that Mr. White calls their number and they’re ushered upstairs to play. ‘Hey, Wallows, you’re up’ barks Mr. White, nails grubby, Willy Wonka suit fraying at the elbows and knees; ‘and do the hits - I’m not keeping you here ‘cos I like you, y’know’.
Lights on. The band play, the crowd cheers, and they’re sent back downstairs. For how long, no-one knows. After all, there are some people who Live At Third Man Records their whole life...
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