

He could just be being polite - they are nothing if not scrupulously polite and well-spoken - but he doubtless means it because they know all about us and have a good time here. "When we get there I never want to leave." "Oh, we love New Zealand," says Jack, lighting another cigarette and sipping mineral water. About halfway through our conversation Meg squats on the floor, Jack does the talking.īut they visibly brighten at the mention of New Zealand. This has been a long day, three hours of 20-minute interviews so far, another three to go. Jack and Meg are weary - wan might be the word - and their naturally pale complexions look even more pasty-like in this sunburned country. And really is going to a lot of effort, so we should at least do as much. It's like Elvis said, 'If I go to Germany then I have to go to Spain', so here we are. Well, it's okay, and it needs to be done. "They are also a really polite audience, they clap and they sit quietly during the songs. "Japan was good, they are really knowledgeable about us," says Jack pulling on the first of many cigarettes he will light in the next 20 minutes, always blowing out more smoke than he inhales. They've just come from Japan where the album is already released, two weeks before anywhere else. But right now they are just doing press, which they don't enjoy much although each endure the indignity with friendly, if guarded, graciousness. That's when they start touring to back up their new and much-anticipated album Elephant. "It's just as well it happened at this time and not in two months," adds Jack. "I know, I guess I should think up something more glamorous to say - but that's the truth."

"I slipped," she says with a slightly embarrassed smile. Meg's ensemble of red top and white pants is accessorised by a white cast on her left arm. On this day Jack sports a red shirt, black pants and has a black cap pulled down over his long black, cheek-kissing bangs. The Detroit duo who are The White Stripes - formerly said to be brother and sister, but now we know are ex-husband and wife - always wear a combo of red and white, and occasionally black. Jack and Meg White are easily spotted in the large lounge of Sydney's swanky new W Hotel on a converted wharf in Woolloomoloo.
