There is nothing quite as nostalgic as revisiting old obsessions. For me, it’s the album Horehound by the Dead Weather. This album is a heavily distorted homage to early delta blues with killer vocals from Alison Mosshart (swoon!) and driving blues riffs from Detroit’s own, Jack White. Loud. Dirty. Aggressive. Honest. It’s that one night stand that turns out to be the love of your life.
