This is folksy neat. Here’s that time Jack White showed up at a neighbourhood potluck. The rocker originally from Detroit now lives in Nashville on a suburban cul-de-sac. Every year they throw down a neighbourhood potluck, and this year, their reclusive neighbour that sometimes plays guitar decided to introduce himself. No word on what dish the White Stripes/Raconteurs/Dead Weather guy brought. ROCK AND ROLL!
This picture is incredible. My sister texted it to me. Listen to this. My mom helps put on a neighborhood potluck in front of my childhood home. Our little dead-end street is populated primarily with older and quiet people. The houses are modest and suburban. My neighborhood has been doing this potluck for over a decade. At the bottom of our street, there is a large gated historic home shrouded in trees. We've never really spotted that neighbor. But we have from time to time heard guitar coming from the garage. This year, without warning, the occupant decided to come mingle with the neighbors. Of course many of them had no idea who he was. "Jack White? nice to meet you." He apologized for traveling so much and missing out over the years. #lifeiswonderful 📷 by @making_dinner #lookatthesepeople #theyhavenoidea #notelvisdontcare