Jack White Hates Frat Dudes: More From the Boards

More on Jack White getting pissed off at the New York crowd… from people who remember it better than we do:

Only towards the end did security stomp through the crowd and remove just 1 of the idiots. One poor girl had to be taken out of the crowd she was so banged up. Then during the encore, Jack announces they got 1 song left for us – It’s Boll Weevil.

They begin – and the crowd surfing has started to pick up. Jack tells Meg to stop. He says “We’ll just wait until this guy finishes (referring to a crowd surfer)”. Then he goes “So Everyone get their teenage angst out tonight?????!!!!!!” Of course he was being sarcastic but the idiots didn’t realize it. Bollweevil resumes. Then during a solo, that’s it. Jack has had enough. He throws down his guitar and leans over the stage and starts screaming at a crowd surfer. He gets back to Mic:

“I am sick of these Frat Fuckers crashing our gig! People are just trying to have a good time, not have some Asshole crash down on their neck!!!” He takes a breath. “And now the last verse, which is about myself”. And the show ends smoothly.

Well It’s True that We Love One Another

The band everyone loves to hate... Whirlwind Heat
We really need to do a write-up of the White Stripes and Sondre Lerche show(s) we saw… but we’re very lazy.

But we do have the time to say that New York hates Whirlwind Heat. The only applause they garner from the NY audience is when they say “coming up next, The White Stripes” and when David Swanson announces, “This is our last song.” So sad for us… seeing how we’re the only people on the East Coast who like them. That said, we can’t really blame anyone for hating Whirlwind Heat… their live set *can* get a bit tedious and… irritating if you’re not into the music. And it’s not like they’re going out trying to be super-accessible to a cranky post-Autolux crowd.

The first night WH wore some t-shirt we’d never seen before… a black and white picture of a Japanese girl with white Japanese writing on the side. On the 20th they wore white Terry Richardson shirts (someone said they might have spied him in the audience?). That pervy Richardson + WH image was projected in back of them. Needless to say, the crowd wasn’t having any of it and booed them both nights.

Poor Whirlwind Heat. They take a lickin’ and keep on tickin’.