Forgive me if you already know them.
I will forgive you if you’ve not heard of them until now.
Let’s just agree to forgive one another, shall we?
They are called The White Stripes.
Birthed in Detroit, the band is comprised of Jack White (vocals, guitar, piano, etc.) and Meg White (percussion), former husband and wife.
The White Stripes use a “low-fidelity, do-it-yourself approach” to their music and their writing.  You can hear it in their albums — sometimes it’s an almost silent hiss under the track.  Sometimes Jack’s voice cracks, but it makes the song all the more visceral and almost vulnerable.  Sometimes you hear Jack play the wrong key, but he grabs it and slams it against the floor and makes it work.  Sometimes Meg’s voice lingers just above or just below the right note or her beat wavers slightly.  What you hear in their music is the sound of two people wrestling with their art.
I heard an interview with Jack where he said that while performing, if it takes him two steps to get to the piano to play during a song — he moves it three steps away, just so he can struggle with the music.  I have also heard him say that he likes using old guitars or plastic guitars — whatever instrument that strains to remain tuned, again, to struggle with the music.
While their sound has been heavily influenced by early blues and various formative stages of rock and roll, it is their raw desire to continually mold their craft that sets them apart.  It also makes it possible for them to produce a sound that, astoundingly, is created by a two person band.
Some of my personal favourites include, Screwdriver, Honey We Can’t Afford to Look This Cheap, I’m Bound to Pack it Up, I Want to Be the Boy to Warm Your Mother’s Heart, Little Ghost, We’re Going to Be Friends…to name a few.
I have included a video for a bold taste of their live performances.  This song also allows for some blazing air guitar.