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Third Man Records Confessions.
Hello everyone!
My name is Catherine and I’m the newest member of this blog.
Can’t wait to have some fun and hear all your confessions.
:)
I constantly check the White Stripes website- in the hopes that they will have a post that pertains to a reunion.
announcement!
to get this blog back on its feet,
WE HAVE A NEW MEMBERRRRR
welcome catherine to the team, everyone!
her blog is http://givemeashouttoremeber.tumblr.com/ and you should totally follow her.
—mary (thewhiteststripeyouknow.tumblr.com)
“The first time it hit me, I was working in an upholstery shop. There was a piece of fabric over part of a couch. The guy I was working for put in three staples. You couldn’t have one or two, but three was the minimum way to upholster something. And it seemed things kept revolving around that. Like, you only need to have three legs on a table. After two, three meant many, and that was it, you don’t have to go any further than that: the three components of songwriting, the three chords of rock’n’roll or the blues – that always seemed to be the number.”
—
Jack White (via gooberandthepeas
)
(via rach3l-3lizab3th)
I’m not crying over The White Stripes breakup AGAIN. Nope. Not me over here.
basically gpoy today
mary, i can feel your candy cane children pain
oh, the agony
I feel like Meg at the end of Under Great White Northern Lights, but without anyone to hug me. No one to wrap my arms around.
(Source: marytheabsurdistjackfanatic)
