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Jack White is rock and roll, and The Raconteurs are the latest example of the stronghold and purity that he holds over the genre. Doing things his (their) own way, The Raconteurs announced the release of this album a week before it hit stores, released it in CD, vinyl and MP3 versions (I would have bought the vinyl had it not been $30), and didn't release a single until the album was out. Experimentation and breakings the rules define rock and roll, and no one does it better.
The album itself, to put it probably a little too simply, reminds me of The White Stripes with a bass player. Anything with White's voice is going to sound similar to his other band, but the garage rock stylings aren't that far off either. The music is catchy, driving, soulful and sincere; everything you want to hear in a great rock album.
With a band like The Raconteurs, they come to the table with a preconceived reputation. I never heard their first album, so I can't compare the two, but this is everything I expected it to sound like, excepted it exceeded the expectations that I had for it when I picked it up at the record store.