Well, that was nothing short of amazing. We obviously were expecting a lot out of Wanda Jackson and The Third Man House Band — we doubt that Jack White even knows what "half-assed" is, and our tattered, worn-out Wanda Jackson albums will attest to how much we love her output — but Tuesday night was something else entirely. We showed up thinking we were going to see a rock ’n’ roll show, but what we got was more like a family reunion — distant cousins and scattered relations all assembled to show love for the matriarch of an entire subculture — and it was beautiful. Ms. Jackson is a true pioneer whose catalog stands unblemished by the sands of time, and it was incredible to see her with the band and the audience that she deserves.
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