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There's a hip hop band called Bomb The Bass who's song "Bug Powder Dust" has the following lyrics:

Houses of the Holy like Jimmy Page

But the song remains the same so I'm stuck in a rage

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There's a hip hop band called Bomb The Bass who's song "Bug Powder Dust" has the following lyrics:

Houses of the Holy like Jimmy Page

But the song remains the same so I'm stuck in a rage

Hey, great lyrics, Roxie, you reminded me of another hip hop group called "Common Sense". They performed a song called "The Light". These lyrics reminded me of Jimmy because imo, ever since he became a veritable "silver fox", he has somewhat of a luminescence about him. Here are some of the lyrics:

The Light

by Common Sense

...

I will be by your side,

so, so...

There's so much in a name and so much more...

You my light,

If Heaven had a height

You would be that tall...

It don't take a whole day

To recognize sunshine...

...

Peace.

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The celtic song "She Moves Through The Fair." I've heard it inspired him for White Summer. Especially the version by Fairport Convention. Jimmy loved "Leig and Lief" and of course their connection with Zep. It's on the Island Records CD that comes with the new Uncut, which reminded me.

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The celtic song "She Moves Through The Fair." I've heard it inspired him for White Summer. Especially the version by Fairport Convention. Jimmy loved "Leig and Lief" and of course their connection with Zep. It's on the Island Records CD that comes with the new Uncut, which reminded me.

Hi, aen27! I love the song you mentioned---"She Moves Through The Fair"! The version I heard was from John Renbourn and Jacqui McShee (both of Pentangle). Loved it!!! The lyric re: walking through the park reminds me of...you know..."we'll go walking through the park, everyday...come what may..." Just the idea of walking through the park with a significant other brings me contentment! ;)

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These make me think of Jimmy...........

Dianah Washington's "Baby You've Got What it Takes"

You know it takes more than effort to stay away from you

And it takes more than a life time to prove that I'll be true

And takes somebody special to make me say I do

And baby, you've got what it takes

and

"You Stepped Out of A Dream" from Zigfield Girl

Could there be eyes like yours

Could there be lips like yours

Could there be smiles like yours

Honest and truely

and the instrumental part of "Layla", because they all play it together at the end of the Arms Concert.

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The songs I really focus & think of Jimmy Page when I hear them?

With Zeppelin it would be:

Ten Years Gone, Babe Im Gonna Leave You, Dazed & Confused, Bron-Yr-Aur, The Rain Song (TSRTS version), The Rover, Tea For One, Wearing & Tearing, Heartbreaker, Whole Lotta Love (Knebworth version)

Without Zep:

Stroll On, Think About it, White Summer (Yardbirds), Same Old Rock (Roy Harper), Midnight Moonlight (The Firm), Emerald Eyes (Outrider), Absolution Blues, Don't Leave Me This Way (Coverdale/Page) Wonderful One, Blue Train (Page/Plant) Oh Well, Shapes Of Things (w/Black Crowes), Who's To Blame/Prelude (both from Outrider tour)

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Shouldn't you stay girl

What's the next line "You'll never be the same"? If it's not it probably should be biggrin.gif

Purple Haze, and Hey Joe by Jimi. Purple Haze because Jimmy used the Hendrix chord several times like in the lemon song, and "they call me the hunter" part of how many more times to name a few. Hey Joe because Robert Plant says "I gave her the gun: I shot her" in a live version of In my time of Dying. Also cities on flame with rock and roll by blue oyster cult. Idont know why though.

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There aren't really any that make me think of him personally but I did wonder if he and Joan Baez had had something going when I came across her version of "Black Is The Color Of My True Love's Hair." But I think she was involved with Dylan around that time so maybe it's about him...or no one in particular.

It's a beautiful song although she sang it with a bit too much vibrato for my taste.

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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hmwRTlMHHC0&list=PLMZEWP3eNq3N4DByOPU-70bvqehpjp99a

I was listening to this and when she got to the line "If the young men could sing like blackbirds and thrushes/How many young girls would go beating the bushes?", I thought "There's the bustle in Robert Plant's hedgerow!"

But back to JP: every time I hear a Van Halen song, I'm reminded of that one time long ago that EVH insulted him. I just learned about this recently. EVH's playing may be precise and sparkly but doesn't save VH songs from sounding callow and lacking in subtlety imo.

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Elvis Presley
"Burning love"

Lord Almighty,
I feel my temperature rising
Higher higher
It's burning through to my soul

Man Man Man
Your gonna set me on fire
My brain is flaming
I don't know which way to go

Your kisses lift me higher
Like the sweet song of a choir
You light my morning sky
With burning love

Ooh, ooh, ooh,
I feel my temperature rising
Help me, I'm flaming
I must be a hundred and nine
Burning, burning, burning
Nothing can cool me
I just might turn into smoke
But I feel fine

Your kisses lift me higher
Like a sweet song of a choir
You light my morning sky
With burning love
With burning love

It's coming closer
The flames are reaching my body
Please won't you help me
I feel like I'm slipping away
It's hard to breathe
And my chest is a-heaving
Lord almighty,
I'm burning a hole where I lay

Cause your kisses lift me higher
Like the sweet song of a choir
You light my morning sky
With burning love
(With burning love)

Burning love
(Burning love)
I'm just a hunk, a hunk of burning love
Just a hunk, a hunk of burning love
Just a hunk, a hunk of burning love
Just a hunk, a hunk of burning love
Just a hunk, a hunk of burning love
Just a hunk, a hunk of burning love
Just a hunk, a hunk of burning love
Just a hunk, a hunk of burning love

:peace:

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"Jimmy Mack", obviously.

"Will You Still Love Me Tomorrow?". Makes me think of all the groupies. Quite the trail of broken hearts he's left, I would think.

"Venus As A Boy" by Bjork:

his wicked

sense of humour

suggests

exciting sex

his fingers

they focus on her

touches

he's Venus as a boy

he believes in beauty

he's Venus as a boy

he's exploring

the taste of her

arousal

so accurate

he sets off

the beauty in her

he's Venus

Venus as a boy

he believes in beauty

he's Venus as a boy

...

"Red Right Hand" and "Do You Love Me?" (Nick Cave). The first isn't a love song and the second's addressed to a woman, but they just capture what I think it would actually be like to fall for someone like that. It would all end in tears, and perhaps tragedy. Musically and lyrically, they just have this unbelievable, overpowering sense of something that would destroy you, coming your way, inexorable as a Greek tragedy.

Take a little walk to the edge of town

and go across the tracks

Where the viaduct looms,

like a bird of doom

As it shifts and cracks

Where secrets lie in the border fires,

in the humming wires

Hey man, you know

you're never coming back

Past the square, past the bridge,

past the mills, past the stacks

On a gathering storm comes

a tall handsome man

in a dusty black coat with

a red right hand

He'll wrap you in his arms,

tell you that you've been a good boy

He'll rekindle all the dreams

it took you a lifetime to destroy

He'll reach deep into the hole,

heal your shrinking soul,

but there won't be a single thing

that you can do

He's a god, he's a man,

he's a ghost, he's a guru

They're whispering his name

through this disappearing land

But hidden in his coat

is a red right hand

You don't have no money?

He'll get you some

You don't have no car?

He'll get you one

You don't have no self-respect,

you feel like an insect

Well don't you worry buddy,

'cause here he comes

Through the ghettos and the barrio

and the bowery and the slum

A shadow is cast wherever he stands

Stacks of green paper in his

red right hand

You'll see him in your nightmares,

you'll see him in your dreams

He'll appear out of nowhere but

he ain't what he seems

You'll see him in your head,

on the TV screen

And hey buddy, I'm warning

you to turn it off

He's a ghost, he's a god,

he's a man, he's a guru

You're one microscopic cog

in his catastrophic plan

Designed and directed by

his red right hand

...

I found her on a night of fire and noise

Wild bells rang in a wild sky

I knew from that moment on

I'd love her till the day that I died

And I kissed away a thousand tears

My lady of the Various Sorrows

Some begged, some borrowed, some stolen

Some kept safe for tomorrow

On an endless night, silver star spangled

The bells from the chapel went jingle-jangle

Do you love me...like I love you?

She was given to me to put things right

And I stacked all my accomplishments beside her

Still I seemed so obsolete and small

I found God and all His devils insider her

In my bed she cast the blizzard out

A mock sun blazed upon her head

So completely filled with light she was

Her shadow fanged and hairy and mad

Our love-lines grew hopelessly tangled

And the bells from the chapel went jingle-jangle

All things move toward their end

I knew before I met her that I would lose her

I swear I made every effort to be good to her

I swear I made every effort not to abuse her

Crazy bracelets on her wrists and her ankles

And the bells from the chapel went jingle-jangle

Change the pronouns in "Do You Love Me?" and to me, that sounds like Jimmy.

...

"Pictures of Lily" by The Who. Because I always hum "Pictures of Jimmy" in my head when I look at... well, pictures of Jimmy.

"Sunny Afternoon" by the Kinks. I can just see him as that wasted rock star, almost too out of it to realize everything's falling apart.

The tax man's taken all my dough,

And left me in my stately home,

Lazing on a sunny afternoon.

And I can't sail my yacht,

He's taken everything I've got,

All I've got's this sunny afternoon.

Save me, save me, save me from this squeeze.

I got a big fat mama trying to break me.

And I love to live so pleasantly,

Live this life of luxury,

Lazing on a sunny afternoon.

In the summertime

In the summertime

In the summertime

My girlfriend's run off with my car,

And gone back to her ma and pa,

Telling tales of drunkenness and cruelty.

Now I'm sitting here,

Sipping at my ice cold beer,

Lazing on a sunny afternoon.

...

Those are the songs that make me think of Jimmy in his youth. The one I associate with him as he is now is “The Whole Of The Moon” by the Waterboys:

I pictured a rainbow

You held it in your hands

I had flashes

But you saw the plan

I wandered out in the world for years

While you just stayed in your room

I saw the crescent

You saw the whole of the moon

The whole of the moon

You were there at the turnstiles

With the wind at your heels

You stretched for the stars

And you know how it feels

To reach too high

Too far

Too soon

You saw the whole of the moon

I was grounded

While you filled the skies

I was dumbfounded by truths

You cut through lies

I saw the rain-dirty valley

You saw Brigadoon

I saw the crescent

You saw the whole of the moon

I spoke about wings

You just flew

I wondered, I guessed and I tried

You just knew

I sighed

But you swooned

I saw the crescent

You saw the whole of the moon

The whole of the moon

With a torch in your pocket

And the wind at your heels

You climbed on the ladder

And you know how it feels

To get too high

Too far

Too soon

You saw the whole of the moon

The whole of the moon

Unicorns and cannonballs

Palaces and piers

Trumpets, towers, and tenements

Wide oceans full of tears

Flags, rags, ferry boats

Scimitars and scarves

Every precious dream and vision

Underneath the stars

Yes, you climbed on the ladder

With the wind in your sails

You came like a comet

Blazing your trail

Too high

Too far

Too soon

You saw the whole of the moon

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2nd vote for Love Removal Machine <guitar solo> - The Cult

A definite homage to JP

Jimmy's guitar technique is pioneering and unique to this day.

JP, Beck, Clapton, Hendrix were the golden age, then came other envelope breakers to extend it: Eddie Van Halen ... SRV ..... Satriani, ... gradually trickling down into an empty new generation of talentless, information-lost mp3

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"Jimmy Mack", obviously.

"Will You Still Love Me Tomorrow?". Makes me think of all the groupies. Quite the trail of broken hearts he's left, I would think.

"Venus As A Boy" by Bjork:

his wicked

sense of humour

suggests

exciting sex

his fingers

they focus on her

touches

he's Venus as a boy

he believes in beauty

he's Venus as a boy

he's exploring

the taste of her

arousal

so accurate

he sets off

the beauty in her

he's Venus

Venus as a boy

he believes in beauty

he's Venus as a boy

...

"Red Right Hand" and "Do You Love Me?" (Nick Cave). The first isn't a love song and the second's addressed to a woman, but they just capture what I think it would actually be like to fall for someone like that. It would all end in tears, and perhaps tragedy. Musically and lyrically, they just have this unbelievable, overpowering sense of something that would destroy you, coming your way, inexorable as a Greek tragedy.

Take a little walk to the edge of town

and go across the tracks

Where the viaduct looms,

like a bird of doom

As it shifts and cracks

Where secrets lie in the border fires,

in the humming wires

Hey man, you know

you're never coming back

Past the square, past the bridge,

past the mills, past the stacks

On a gathering storm comes

a tall handsome man

in a dusty black coat with

a red right hand

He'll wrap you in his arms,

tell you that you've been a good boy

He'll rekindle all the dreams

it took you a lifetime to destroy

He'll reach deep into the hole,

heal your shrinking soul,

but there won't be a single thing

that you can do

He's a god, he's a man,

he's a ghost, he's a guru

They're whispering his name

through this disappearing land

But hidden in his coat

is a red right hand

You don't have no money?

He'll get you some

You don't have no car?

He'll get you one

You don't have no self-respect,

you feel like an insect

Well don't you worry buddy,

'cause here he comes

Through the ghettos and the barrio

and the bowery and the slum

A shadow is cast wherever he stands

Stacks of green paper in his

red right hand

You'll see him in your nightmares,

you'll see him in your dreams

He'll appear out of nowhere but

he ain't what he seems

You'll see him in your head,

on the TV screen

And hey buddy, I'm warning

you to turn it off

He's a ghost, he's a god,

he's a man, he's a guru

You're one microscopic cog

in his catastrophic plan

Designed and directed by

his red right hand

...

I found her on a night of fire and noise

Wild bells rang in a wild sky

I knew from that moment on

I'd love her till the day that I died

And I kissed away a thousand tears

My lady of the Various Sorrows

Some begged, some borrowed, some stolen

Some kept safe for tomorrow

On an endless night, silver star spangled

The bells from the chapel went jingle-jangle

Do you love me...like I love you?

She was given to me to put things right

And I stacked all my accomplishments beside her

Still I seemed so obsolete and small

I found God and all His devils insider her

In my bed she cast the blizzard out

A mock sun blazed upon her head

So completely filled with light she was

Her shadow fanged and hairy and mad

Our love-lines grew hopelessly tangled

And the bells from the chapel went jingle-jangle

All things move toward their end

I knew before I met her that I would lose her

I swear I made every effort to be good to her

I swear I made every effort not to abuse her

Crazy bracelets on her wrists and her ankles

And the bells from the chapel went jingle-jangle

Change the pronouns in "Do You Love Me?" and to me, that sounds like Jimmy.

...

"Pictures of Lily" by The Who. Because I always hum "Pictures of Jimmy" in my head when I look at... well, pictures of Jimmy.

"Sunny Afternoon" by the Kinks. I can just see him as that wasted rock star, almost too out of it to realize everything's falling apart.

The tax man's taken all my dough,

And left me in my stately home,

Lazing on a sunny afternoon.

And I can't sail my yacht,

He's taken everything I've got,

All I've got's this sunny afternoon.

Save me, save me, save me from this squeeze.

I got a big fat mama trying to break me.

And I love to live so pleasantly,

Live this life of luxury,

Lazing on a sunny afternoon.

In the summertime

In the summertime

In the summertime

My girlfriend's run off with my car,

And gone back to her ma and pa,

Telling tales of drunkenness and cruelty.

Now I'm sitting here,

Sipping at my ice cold beer,

Lazing on a sunny afternoon.

...

Those are the songs that make me think of Jimmy in his youth. The one I associate with him as he is now is “The Whole Of The Moon” by the Waterboys:

I pictured a rainbow

You held it in your hands

I had flashes

But you saw the plan

I wandered out in the world for years

While you just stayed in your room

I saw the crescent

You saw the whole of the moon

The whole of the moon

You were there at the turnstiles

With the wind at your heels

You stretched for the stars

And you know how it feels

To reach too high

Too far

Too soon

You saw the whole of the moon

I was grounded

While you filled the skies

I was dumbfounded by truths

You cut through lies

I saw the rain-dirty valley

You saw Brigadoon

I saw the crescent

You saw the whole of the moon

I spoke about wings

You just flew

I wondered, I guessed and I tried

You just knew

I sighed

But you swooned

I saw the crescent

You saw the whole of the moon

The whole of the moon

With a torch in your pocket

And the wind at your heels

You climbed on the ladder

And you know how it feels

To get too high

Too far

Too soon

You saw the whole of the moon

The whole of the moon

Unicorns and cannonballs

Palaces and piers

Trumpets, towers, and tenements

Wide oceans full of tears

Flags, rags, ferry boats

Scimitars and scarves

Every precious dream and vision

Underneath the stars

Yes, you climbed on the ladder

With the wind in your sails

You came like a comet

Blazing your trail

Too high

Too far

Too soon

You saw the whole of the moon

Great post Scylla!!

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On 7/30/2008 at 10:03 AM, The Rover said:

And this one by Van Halen:

 

Top Jimmy

 

 

Some friends of mine, just the other night,

Went to hear this cool cat blow.

The say he sang so good that the roof fell in,

And they didn't even stop the show.

They don't remember the place, but they remember the face,

And now everybody wanna go.

 

 

Top jimmy cooks, Top Jimmy swings.

He's got the look. Top Jimmy, he's the king.

Jimmy on the television, famous people laughing with him,

Jimmy on the news at five.

Jimmy on the radio and even on the video,

That baddest cat alive!

Driving all the women crazy, only want jimmy-baby,

Love it when he rolls his eyes.

 

 

Juke-joint jimmy is the latest thing,

He's got the sound that everybody digs.

And the joint been jumpin' when the band been pumpin'

And you know they're playing crazy gigs.

Well you ain't been living till you've seen the living thing,

Top Jimmy and his rhythm kings.

I've always led myself to believe this is actually about him. How can it not be?!?!?!?

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