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The review of the show in today's Billboard Bulletin is pretty damn positive. I'm a Johnny-come-lately to Zeppelin and didn't really like them until I got married 10+ years ago and rediscovered them via my wife's Zeppelin box set. In High School they were too "stoner" for my punk rock sensibilities. Back then I found more to laugh at than to rock to. Now I realize how wrong I was - other than overkill if you listen to rock radio, there's no reason to hate Zeppelin.
A couple months ago, I closed down a 37 year old, off again, on again, relationship with a Memphis girl who loved 'Zep back then, and made me listen to them, all the damn time, in '69. Livin', Lovin' Maid, to be exact.
And didn't even rememberliking Led Zepplin, all these years later. Forget the musical asswipe that isStairway to Heaven, which they felt that they had to include. By all accounts of their most recent public indecency, the f*ckers missed my private hell, entirely.
They're dead to me, all of 'em. Including that money grubbing poser, Jason Bonham. OK, on further reports, maybe not him.
Page is still a second class, plagiarizing turd. And Plant would've done better, playing second voice harmony, in smaller venues, to Allison Krause. She, at least, retains a modicum of sex appeal.
Not that I know anything about it.
But f*ck, in '69, Cactus was a helluva lot better band.
not to champion led zep, but do you seriously think jim mccarty and rusty day were any less plagiarizing turds? or even beck and clapton? would you have the entire british blues invasion doing time down on parchman farm?
"... would you have the entire british blues invasion doing time down on parchman farm?"
posted by quonsar 11 December
Nah, I think they're all, to a man, cultural princes, and musical gods.
Gods, I tells ya...
But in '69, a little north of the Tennessee line, and a couple miles east of Highway 61, we laughed like hell at those funny talkin' fellas, and booked Cactus, for our Spring Fling. With the fresh evidence of this latest Led Zep outing, dumb and crass kids though we were, I feel, in retrospect, we really got it right. Iron Butterfly played, at what is now the Liberty Bowl, for $10,000, later that spring, after 'Zep left the tour. But when they came back to Memphis, later, in April of 1970, Zep had their share of paid fanboys, although they struggled to sell the lowly Mid-South Colesium, home of second tier wrestling events.
That Page & Co. now stand to charge late comers $3.2 million a night for any futures, seems an enormous karmic rip-off to this old hippie.