Let’s say Robert Johnson, Jimi Hendrix and Keith Richards return from the grave and deem that there shall only be one minimalist, bass-less, generally blues-ish ensemble in this particular rock era. Which one would you choose? The primordial psychotic ooze that is the Jon Spencer Blues Explosion? The blinding shriek of the White Stripes? Or the fuzzed out grit of the Black Keys? Which one makes you feel invincible? Which one rocks hardest? Which one rocks truest? Which one sweeps away the pain of mundane and the pallor of the banal? Which one makes the world a better place? Which one could you truly not live without? Let me make clear that both losers will not only cease to exist, but all their music will be erased from memory and history. ..... alas.... choose wisely . . . .