It took me a LONG time to either admit that I liked the White Stripes, or realize that I liked them (I'm not sure which), but I totally respect that guy. He writes with this crazy energy, and I'm convinced he's actually a really legitimately good blues guitarist, who tries his damndest to hide it because that's just not what he wants to do.
My friend introduced me to them in about 2001, long before Seven Nation Army, and I thought it sounded quite cool and raw, but I didn't exactly head out and buy the CD's. Shortly thereafter, the same friend dragged me to a show in Detroit and I left that show a fan. If you ask me, Jack White is one of the last remaining rock stars in the classic sense... his on-stage presence is one-in-a-million; his energy and enthusiasm are extremely contagious. It's that elusive "rock star DNA" I guess.
I had the pleasure of bumping into the man personally at his old stomping grounds, a bar called the Magic Stick in Detroit. Interesting dude.
This doesn't surprise me given your love for Nirvana.
I can infer what this is supposed to mean--the man's music is basic, sloppy, blah blah blah. And you're right--at least in reference to his work with the White Stripes. But in spite of all that, he's managed to hit millions of rock fans really hard somehow. Credit where it's due.
I swear on my life this is true, my 62 year-old mother personally owns every single Stripes album and can sing along with just about every song they've ever done.