Jack White’s latest album “Lazaretto” is the most dad-rock album you’ll hear this year.

The bluesy songs from the record that dropped June 10 don’t sound like the sophomore solo effort from the frontman of one the most beloved 2000s rock bands. It sounds like the bad solo work from a member of a 1970s classic-rock band.

Right away White sets out to remind us just how old-school he really is. Lyrics in the opening track “Three Women” start the album out with some classic objectification. The track is an homage to Blind Willie McTell’s “Three Women Blues” and archaic perceptions of sexual relationships.

The album doesn’t change much from this starting point. It’s truly bizarre that so many consider White a music legend when he clearly forgot how to create a unique aesthetic years ago.

There is much more acoustic work here than one would expect from White. This song, along with “Alone in My Home,” gives the listener the sense that White thinks of himself as a modern one-man Led Zeppelin. In reality, he distanced himself from anyone who might have told him his music is really corny.

The highpoint of the album is the instrumental track “High Ball Stepper.” White finally shuts up and just plays guitar for four minutes. This is refreshing because White really is an incredible guitarist who just happens to have a lot of bad things to say.

“Entitlement,” on the other hand, is awful. Lyrics like, “In a time when everybody feels entitled, why can’t I feel entitled too?” clarify that White feels entitled to not being criticized. The preachy song launches into a ballad lampooning the current generation’s sense of entitlement. Not the most surprising sentiment to hear from a man who still hasn’t moved beyond musical sentiments from 40 years ago.

If you complain if the radio is set to anything other than your local classic-rock station, this album is for you. Otherwise, you can safely skip “Lazaretto” and continue living in the 21st century.