Jack White is an overt vinyl enthusiast, an enthusiasm he literally takes to the streets in the form of his 'rolling record truck,' which is basically an ice cream truck that carries vinyl. It first appeared in 2011 at SXSW, and now its sort of Jack White's Batmobile, amongst his other idiosyncratic signatures.
Jack White has a few minor film credits in his name (he appeared as himself in Jim Jarmusch's Coffee and Cigarettes), but none as large as his role in 2003's Cold Mountain as Renee Zelwegger's on-and-off-screen love interest. Playing a musician named Georgia, he plays the mandolin and belts out some tunes (he wrote himself) that could fare well in the mid-19th century...or on any one of his self-produced albums. Old-timey folk gems, produced by T. Bone Burnette (of the Best Album Grammy-winning O Brother, Where Art Thou soundtrack) they are even arguably much better than anything White's written with the White Stripes.
Stephen Colbert is known for making an ass out of those appearing on his show, but none more than himself. When Jack White made a 3-episode appearance, during which Colbert sought musical guidance from White, has well as a song to be produced--a follow-up to a phony new wave single he wrote in the eighties. In the episode, White plays straight to Colbert's screwball, even as Colbert comes out of a dressing room dressed in a matching skin-tight t-shirt and jeans, akin to what White used to wear as a part of the still-intact White Stripes. Kudos to White for taking a joke, as self-serious as he might come off.
Jack White is the Willy Wonka of music: he owns his own record label, printing factory, and record store, out of which he has created this self-contained little world of whimsy and intrigue. The store, as it turns out, is where customers get to take a tour of the Chocolate factory, where he displays all sorts of vintage/obscure novelties: shrunken heads, phonographs, old phone booths, etc. He even has Oompa Loompas-of-sorts in the form of stylistically-uniformed employees. You don't need a golden ticket to get in, but you do have to make it out to Nashville, TN--which surely is worth the trip (because it sounds like one hell of one).
Before rockstardom, White was an upholsterer and no less peculiar: his business had a strict blue-and-yellow color scheme (even to the uniform), he used to write up invoices with crayons, and include poetry with the furniture. One of his earliest bands was even called The Upholsterers. Simply put, White has always maintained a penchant for coming up with a catchy hook.
Back when talk show host Conan O'Brien (now employed full-time) was in beard-rage mode after his being declined the Tonight Show gig, O'Brien started doing some weird stuff: going around the country doing a grassroots comedy tour and playing rockabilly tunes with a backing bands, etc. For the latter, which proved O'Brien could actually sing and play guitar in addition to being a tall Irish funnyguy, White got involved as O'Brien booked a night at Third Man for a live gig which was recorded on the spot an immediately pressed to vinyl. This was an apparent favor returned by a reoccuring musical guest on Conan's former talk show.
For anyone whose ever seen the White-starring rock-umentary It Might Get Loud, it's clear that the film is unabashed guitar porn. Also starring Jimmy Page and the Edge, an assembly of multi-generational rock Gods is what makes this film such a spectacle. Also a spectacle: seeing Jack White, the youngest of the three, fitting the profile of a depression-era tradesman, extra spectacular in how we see just how handy White is with a hammer and some wires, which (along with a board, nail and glass Coke bottle) we see him turn into a functioning electric guitar, on which he proceeds to rip out a slider guitar solo.
After a headlining gig at the Outside Lands music festival in San Fransico, White literally played a set in the outside lands after his (much more conventional) regular set...in the woods to be exact. Of course this spectacle topped music mag headlines as yet another 'Classic Jack' stunt. Not far off: his rolling record truck (see separate entry).
Jack White paired two things that go naturally together for this collaboration: trailer-park clown-murder-rap and Mozart. Possibly just for shock value (which is sort of ICP's bread and butter, if you were to ask any Juggalo), this collaboration was perhaps the most questionable of White's producer jobs, which include the likes of Wanda Jackson and Loretta Lynn, and dozens of other artists with far less sketchy fanbases. But JW wouldn't be JW if he didn't perpetually surprise us.
While some artists opt to release their latest singles into a digital cloud, only Jack White would choose to release his into the literal clouds, using blue helium-inflated balloons. He did this for his song "Freedom at 21" which appears on his solo debut Blunderbuss. He released 1000 balloons in such a fashion, complete with postcards for those who found one of the limited releases to report back where they found it. Part gimmick, part socio-ecological science experiment, entirely awesome.