Today, on a long walk in crazy humid weather I listened to this beauty in its entirety. As the last White Stripes studio album, it has aged incredibly well. Specifically, track 11 stands out every time. A Martyr For My Love For You is a coward's lament, a beautifully crafted dip into the nonrational algorithm of an emotionally stunted being. I've had the unfortunate experience of being the object of affection described in the song and it was an extremely confusing, frustrating and occasionally maddening time. It's a really pretty song for a scaredy-cat! The lyrical alliteration alone is worth a listen as well as the allusion to Dorothy and her dear friend, the Cowardly Lion. Just fucking magnificent.
She was sixteen and six feet tall
In a crowd of teenagers comin' out of the zoo
She stumbled started to slip and fall
Teeter-tottered on the top of patent leather shoes
I happened to catch her and said,
"maybe these ruby shoes are a little cumbersome for you"