Unless your eardrums have been ruptured from listening to Ryan Adams’ 1989 interpretation on repeat, you’re probably aware that The Dead Weather recently released their first full-length album in five years.
Dodge and Burn is good, Van Johnson good, but not overly memorable. “I Feel Love (Every Million Miles)” is stellar, but for this guest Song of the Day post, I’d like to go back to one of Jack White’s simplest, and frankly best-written songs.
The White Stripes haven’t performed live since 2009, when they closed out Conan O’Brien’s late night show prior to NBC sabotaging his attempt to take the prime 11:35 pm slot away from Jay Leno. Armed with only acoustic guitars, Jack and Meg White strummed through a touching – albeit slightly weird duet version of “We’re Going to Be Friends”. I’ve always loved how the lyrics seem to resound with sincerity and innocence about how these two kids knew…just KNEW that they’d forever have a special connection.
Listen: The White Stripes on Late Night with Conan O’Brien – We’re Going to Be Friends (Audio Only)
I know exactly where Jack is coming from, as I felt the same way when I first met my wife-to-be in school. No, our relationship doesn’t go back as far as our elementary years, although I’ve learned more about life in the time we’ve been together than anyone ever possibly could in an educational institution.
Luisa, you have literally taught me how to think of people other than myself, and in the process become a better person, someone to be proud of when I check myself out in the mirror (weight I need to lose aside). You’ve truly become my best friend, someone who I enjoy taking walks with, whether it be “through the park or by the tree”, who I can tell anything to, no matter how scary or downright embarrassing. You’ve had my back since the moment we laid eyes on one another, supporting whatever creativity I have without prejudice. Here’s hoping you consider this phony music article a great example of gift ingenuity!
I realize how rare a love like ours is in this day and age, how extraordinary YOU are in particular, and cherish both with everything I’ve got. You don’t ignore my faults, but you accept them while always trying to help me legitimately improve, because you genuinely love me. I look forward to growing old(er) with you and discovering new interests and talents we can develop as a united couple. Through your affection, you’ve made me feel rich beyond my wildest dreams, as I understand the worthlessness of material “things”. In addition to a laundry list of A+ qualities, you’re the smartest, bravest and most resourceful person I know, and the only soul I’m ever trusting when zombie apocalypse hits.
Happy, happy anniversary Luisa. I’ve said this before, but want to do so again for the entire Internet to see – You are more beautiful now than you even were on our wedding day. For anyone who IS reading, she was quite the stunner on September 30th, 2000. If Jimi Hendrix were still around, he’d definitely be calling you a “Foxy Lady”. You may however have to wait a few more years for me to work up the courage to sing that publicly 😉
