Wednesday, April 22, 2009

Finally Spotted: Jack White at Melrose Billiards

Posted by The Spin on Wed, Apr 22, 2009 at 12:09 PM

click to enlarge You didn't look exactly like this, but we both know it was you.
  • You didn't look exactly like this, but we both know it was you.

So uh, Jack White was at Melrose Billiards last night. Apparently he was playing pool with Jack Lawrence at the table in the back right corner the whole time we were there and I was the only person who didn't actually notice. So once my companion pointed this out as we were leaving, I had to go back inside to see for myself. "Well, shit, what did he look like?" I asked. Like, just because he's Jack White he'll somehow not look at all like I think he looks. "Like a guy with really expensive shampoo," my companion replied. Anyhoo, I didn't want to talk to J-Dub or anything, I just had to see how he would be in his regular life and not just onstage. Like, just as beefy? Weirdly friendly? Excessively hostile? Totes normal? Unexpectedly tan?

So we turned to go back inside just to casually look over at him but he and little J were coming out of the bar at the exact same time. And that's when I saw him. He was wearing all black. His jacket had one of those high collars that made him look kinda Victorian. Nothing happened at all, except that I looked directly in his eyes and there was absolutely no expression at all. None. And it was every bit as anticlimactic as I expected.

Oh, by the way, Melrose Billiards rules the hardest of any hangout in town for totally unrelated-to-JW reasons. I don't know if you guys know that or not.

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It rules because you can smoke in there.

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Posted by Ashley on April 22, 2009 at 12:45 PM

Chicken shit.
A "hello Jack!" would have been nice, no?
My last (only!) encounter with famousness was a trip to NYC and I spotted Mark E. Smith. There was no way I was going to *not* let that slip through my fingers.
He was drunk enough be quite the nice feller.
p.s. - If you can't spot Mr. Smith in a city 8 million, give up.

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Posted by star stwuck on April 22, 2009 at 12:55 PM

I miss the Sutler and their vigilant fox news tv.

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Posted by familiar sideman on April 22, 2009 at 1:02 PM

i've shot pool alongside one mister john prine a time or two in there, how bout that

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Posted by alum on April 22, 2009 at 1:43 PM

I think there's a difference between being a chicken shit and being someone who respects a dude's personal space while he's out with friends shooting pool. This wasn't after a show or something.

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Posted by Ashley on April 22, 2009 at 1:46 PM

He loves my girlfriend's boobs, as he stares at them every time we see him. Hell, I love 'em too! Stare away, ya pale-faced freak!

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Posted by Mark P. on April 22, 2009 at 1:51 PM

He's probably fascinated by all girls with boobs since his wife doesn't have any.

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Posted by taa-taas on April 22, 2009 at 1:58 PM

i saw robert plant at the international market. it was just the two of us; he ordered egg*plant*. no joke

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Posted by wh on April 22, 2009 at 2:13 PM

is your life so meaningless that you have to mention that you saw a guy somewhere. We all know these people live here. They do shit like play pool with their friends.

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Posted by JAY JAY on April 22, 2009 at 3:28 PM

taa-taas: Bingo!

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Posted by Mark P. on April 22, 2009 at 3:36 PM

I'm with Jay Jay on this one. Let all of them be. A paparrazi-like Cream is one step closer to what everyone fears: locally based paparrazi

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Posted by Nashville Native (one of 17) on April 22, 2009 at 3:57 PM

Indeed. (As if the Rites Spin column wasn't terrible enough.) Cut the pathetic fan-boy/girl shit. Nobody cares, and if they do, they should be forced to move.
On a more positive note, Melrose doesn't suck!

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Posted by burrito on April 22, 2009 at 4:31 PM

Yeah, you're right. It's pretty paparazzi to notice someone famous somewhere, glance at them, not disturb their life in the least, not even take a picture of them, but write a blog about it. So invasive.

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Posted by The Spin on April 22, 2009 at 4:31 PM

Well, the tone is pretty teenage girl-ish and maybe that's what you're going for...but why?

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Posted by Mark P. on April 22, 2009 at 4:33 PM

Hey, you know whom I'd like to see while I'm out shooting pool? Cheetah Chrome, that's who. What the hell is that guy doing with his time? (Writing his memoirs, apparently -- I just looked him up online.) If I ever spot Cheetah Chrome, I will write a blog post about it.

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Posted by Emily H. on April 22, 2009 at 5:13 PM

For the longest time, whenever I'd see Chris Crofton out at night, I thought it was Cheetah.

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Posted by Joe Baine on April 22, 2009 at 7:05 PM

thanks for confirming that I should avoid melrose billiards at all costs.

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Posted by thanks on April 23, 2009 at 6:51 AM

I think Cheetah moved back to New York.

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Posted by Mark P. on April 23, 2009 at 8:16 AM

Tracy, you should have started this entry off with "Dear Diary,..."
Hey, it's fun to hide behind a name!

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Posted by The Spin on April 23, 2009 at 9:57 AM

Lets not do this. If your pumped about seeing him, there is nothing wrong with that but, have fun with it with your friends, pirvately. Dont post it on the net and turn one of the few low key dive bars in the neighborhood into an attraction.

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Posted by Boo On You on April 23, 2009 at 10:04 AM

you know what some say: it's not who you know, it's whom you know.

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Posted by wh on April 23, 2009 at 11:10 AM

Cheetah Chrome still lives in Nashville.
a buddy saw him at the Berry Hill post office the other day with his young son. He's doing great...as a former drummer for him, i can state unequivocally that he's cooler than Jack White, even if he's been playing the same songs for 30 years.

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Posted by punk rock on April 23, 2009 at 1:19 PM

punk rock: That's good to know! Maybe he'll play out again sometime.

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Posted by Mark P. on April 23, 2009 at 1:29 PM

Ya, but those same songs are some of the best songs ever written. why fuck with what works.

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Posted by Bawston Sean on April 23, 2009 at 1:42 PM

Yeah Cheetah Chrome is way cooler but that doesn't make the blog writer that dropped his name on here cool for doing it.Get a life Emily H? You clowns should be writing about people like him instead of the white stripes or Jeff the brotherhood anyways.

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Posted by spin this on April 23, 2009 at 4:15 PM

Yeah Cheetah Chrome is way cooler but that doesn't make the blog writer that dropped his name on here cool for doing it.Get a life Emily H? You clowns should be writing about people like him instead of the white stripes or Jeff the brotherhood anyways.

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Posted by spin this on April 23, 2009 at 4:16 PM

i dont mind this post too much. Although, it should have been two sentences at the beginning and then moved on to something interesting.
i do mind the boob comment about his wife.
evolve.
i dare you.

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Posted by HH on April 24, 2009 at 2:29 AM

I've got a third thumb and a toe growing out of my thumb, does that mean I win, HH?

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Posted by Bawston Sean on April 26, 2009 at 10:26 AM

I dont know what that means.

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Posted by HH on April 27, 2009 at 2:42 PM

You have to look in Brentwood ...I don't go out much lately...but I do drive by Jack White's house everyday.....
not the same songs - New band with Syl Sylvain,Thommy Price and Enzo Penizzotto
www.myspace.cam/batusis

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Posted by Cheetah Chrome on December 20, 2009 at 7:47 PM

I think he looks like a freack my name is mckenzie ,my number 706-980-9520

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Posted by mckenzie on February 19, 2011 at 9:32 AM

I spotted him at Spaceland in L.A., and in front of Sambuca, so there!

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Posted by International Scenester on February 19, 2011 at 10:25 AM
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