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  1. robert mugabi has beaten and tortured and killed thousands of his own people for years in zimbabwe. but Britain showed him how tough it can be by punishing him severely this week.Britain has stripped him of his knighthood.i guess the rest of the world can now see not to mess with us brits.i wonder if he will be able to continue his tyrrany if he is no longer able to call himself sir.

  2. Today would have been John's 60th birthday. Take a few mins and give Moby Dick, When The Levee Breaks, IMTOD or any other great Bonzo beat track a spin today and remember a unique talent that left us far, far too soon.

    RIP John Bonham

    Great post and very moving.If i was a musician i would be thrilled to think that people would still be listening to my music and remembering me almost 40 years after my first album and almost 30 after we broke up.And people remember Bonzo withsuch affection,i'm sure both he and his family will be humbled by this.

  3. Hey everyone whats up! Looking forward to seeing u all in the chatrooms!

    --Marty :D

    HI,I am new to the forum and dont know about the chatrooms.maybe some fellow zep fan can point me in the right direction.Thanks.

  4. I've worked in fast food, an insurance company, a bank, a record store (when they actually sold vinyl/ records), worked on a few films and most recently, I work in television and play music...

    R B)

    i wring the cloth out for a one armed window cleaner

  5. i'm 37 and i will embark on guitar lessons this summer....you are never too old!!! :D

    Thanks Misty,and good luck with the guitar lessons [have you warned the neighbours].I tried learning the guitar but gave up after a while.I find air guitar much better.I never make any mistakes and i dont get blisters.But the best part is i get to play any guitar i want,a 59 les paul,gibson sg,flying v.

  6. I've just been wondering, how everyone got into listening to the greatest band in the world and what was the first song you heard??

    My story is, I was 14 and at my uncles and he was helping me out with a school project, he said to me "Stick that disc there in and put track 4 on" so being the good lad that i was, i did just that... about 5 minutes later i said to him "Is this that same song?" and there it was I was hooked from there on... I know it's their most popular tune, but to a 14yr old back in 1988 when everyone else was tripping to the stone roses and inspiral carpets, Track 4 on Led Zep IV got me... Stairway of course!!!!

    My brother had borrowed zep 4 off a mate.I came home just as black dog was ending.Then i heard the drum intro to rock and roll and to borrow your quote i was hooked.That as in 1971,i was 11.Two years later in december 72 i saw them live at the hardrock,stretford Manchester.I was thrilled when they opened with that now famous drum intro.3 years after that i saw them at earls court,having queued over night in manchester for my ticket.And they opened with rock and roll again.My kids dont understand how i can still listen to them after over 35 years,they wonder why i dont get bored.I may try to explain it to them one day.

  7. hi I live behind the iron curtain but I listen Led Zepp from `77 year.In our days iron curtain not exist and I still love Page and co. On 31 may Bonzo will be celebrate 60 years anniversary. RIP John. Salute to all Zepp fans from Bulgaria.

    Hi planta1963,I am dodge from the uk.Welcome to the zep forum.Have fun and keep on rockin.

  8. Hi all fellow Zep fans!!! hope you're all ok and rocking on... Wondering, are there many on here from the north west in the UK?

    Hi moffo,dodge here.Originally from manchester but now living in Lytham.Welcome to the forum,have fun and keep rockin.

  9. I was there. I totally believed in peace and love (I was 17 in 1967) but I never went to any of the war protests.

    It was fun while it lasted until drugs totally wrecked my mind and it took me about 5 years to recover and become a human being again.

    I still want peace but I'm also a realist and I now carry a .357 revolver for self protection/preservation. But it was great to see all the bands back then and the free concerts in the Panhandle every weekend. :) My brother had just returned from Vietnam (infantry) that summer and he got right into the scene. :D

    'Life is change'---Jefferson Airplane


    Hi,and thanks for your comment.great to ear from people who were there.Most people who were there were genuinly into peace,it would be nice to have more of them about now.Glad to hear you managed to recover from your problems with drugs, i know many others were not so lucky.Take care,man and peace to you.

  10. Dodge, I was also a child during the summer of love but I remember the older siblings of some of my friends hitchhiking across the U.S. to San Francisco so they could be part of the scene out there. When they returned home, I loved hearing the stories of their adventures.

    The current lives of those beautiful people who once wore flowers in their hair are diverse. I know that many hippies grew up and joined the corporate world but I've also met many people who had been hippies when I was working in the developing world - several had been with the Peace Corps and now they work for NGOs and other non-profits, doing development and aid work.

    My husband and I live in a rural area and we sometimes encounter "old hippies" when we visit some of more isolated towns and villages. Some of these people are now artisans or farmers and ranchers.

    Msg,there are probably still lots of them about.Some may have changed,some may have been lost to drugs.I think most of them were genuine,hence the reason many of them went on to devote their lives to helping others.I believe that if someone has a good heart it is permanent.

  11. I have always been intrigued by the "summer of love".I was only a child at the time,but i would have loved to have been there at the time.I often wonder what happened to all those beautiful people,with flowers in their hair and love in their hearts.I wonder what they are doing now.How many of them are on this forum right now.I would love to hear from people who were there and experienced that love first hand.

  12. Hi,thanks for sharing that with me.My first intro to zep was at age 11.My older brother had just got zep 4 and i came home just as black dog was ending,then rock and roll started,wow i lved it even at my young age.When it finished i asked him to play it again and he did.He was delighted that his kid brother was getting into led zep.Two years later,still only 13 he took me to see them live in Manchester and when the lights went down and we heard that great drum intro we turned and smiled to each other,how perfect that they opened with the first song i ever heard of theirs,and i remember the hairs on the back of my neck standing up.Truly a moment i will never forget.Three years later i saw them again.But by this time they had grown huge and we had to queue over night for tickets such was the demand.But on saturday may 24 i saw them at earls court London.When they came on stage and i heard that drum intro again it had the same effect as the first time.I am still listening to them 35 years later and i never tire of them.Great sharing memories with you,hope to hear from you again,keep rockin.

  13. I understand totally,I first heard zep in 1971 at age 11 and i have loved them ever since.Isaw them live in Manchester England in 72 and when they opened with rock and roll it made the hairs on the back of my neck stand up.I saw them 3 years later at earls court London in may 75.Of course they opened with rock and roll again and it had the same effect.I am still listening to them over thirty years later and i never tire of them.I still enjoy other bands,lynyrd skynyrd zz top allman brothers etc,or anyone who can play a mean guitar,but zep will always be my number 1.

  14. I discovered Led Zeppelin around the age of 14. My neighbor (Brian) who was about 10 or 12 years older than me was into music heavily. Every weekend he would be outside washing his new truck, and I would offer to help him. It started to become a weekly ritual, and when I was finished helping him, he would take me around the area we lived and just cruise around. He would turn me on to all this music I had yet to discover. He always had something new playing in his tape deck. My first memories of The Who, Iron Maiden, Rush, Jethro Tull, Motley Crue, Ratt and many others came from the speakers of his truck. I'd always ask ,"who's this??" and he'd tell me the bands name usually followed by a little bit of info on the group. I thought this guy was the coolest. You have to keep in mind that this was the mid-to late 80's and Hair Metal ruled MTV and pop-culture. One day he put a tape in and didn't say a word......."Hey, hey mamma said the way you move, gonna make you sweat, gonna make you groove" poured from the speakers followed by this massive riff that could destroy Satan himslf. I instantly new this was different from anything I had heard in my 14 years of life. I shouted over the music,"Who is this?" Brian answered,"Led Zeppelin, one of the greatest bands ever". I was hooked.

    He then played The Rover and once again, the riff blew me away. It was so heavy and musical. I subscibed to one of those music companies that sold tapes and cd's (BMG music). You paid for the first tape and then the others were free and you paid for shipping. Anyone remember? I ordered a few from Rush and ZZ Top and Led Zeppelin IV. I recieved them in the mail a week later and played the hell out of Zep IV until the felt started to fade on the bottom of the tape. Brian also gave me Led Zep II on vinyl around this time. I didn't have a state of the art record player, but there was my little brothers Fisher Price record player with a mini speaker in it, used for playing childrens records, etc. Once I put on the first track I was hooked. The Fisher Price record player was transformed into my own personal escape. Markings of "Zeppelin Rulez" were written all over the tiny white record player. It was now mine. My friends at the time were all into the fad, fashion and music of the day. I tried to turn them on to Zeppelin, but it was over their heads. They didn't understand the musicality of this new band I was introduced to. I slowly became an outsider to my pack of friends and was lightly joked uopn because of my taste in music. But I knew deep down that what I liked was truly music. I knew it was good and it had meaning, passion and soul-which the music of the day lacked completely. Zeppelin was like a revelation to me.

    Soon after I started to study and read about them through books and magazines. I would travel 5 miles round trip on my bike to the closest music shop called Acorn Records and Tapes. Every week I would by a new Zeppelin or Zep related album unil my collection was complete. I became obsessed with Zeppelin. They were all I listened to. My parents told me it was okay to listen to music but to be that much into just one band all the time was little over the top. I didn't care. I couldn't get enough of them, and with each album and song I became more fixated on their whole purpose. I bought Hammer of the Gods like every other fool and believed it all, until I realised it was mosltly bullshit years later. With all of this going on at one time, I took an interest in playing guitar. My mom bought me a $99 guitar with a built-in speaker from Sears or something. It took one 9V battery. I joined a music class as an elective in High School and met a bunch of cool guys who were moslty into the same stuff as myself. There were a few Hair Band activist, who I was cool with but never had any real communication with. They didn't like Zep a whole lot, so I didn't care much for them. It's almost as if I didn't really trust or respect them because they didn't like Zeppelin. How could these guys not care for Zeppelin??? Were they insane?. We would have arguments about who was the best band and all that jazz - and at times I became very defensive. I held Zeppelin very close to my heart. They were in a way my savior from all the trash on the radio/TV.

    I soon noticed that my talent for playing guitar came very natural to me. I never learned to read music, but I could hear something once or twice and figure out the chords and play it. I formed a band with two other classmates and ironically called the band "Achilles"...go figure. After playing the guitar for a few months , I gained interest in the drums and managed to get a hold of an old Rogers drum set. This was my position in the band. Again, my co-ordination was natural. I became quite good in a short period of time. We wrote our own music, which to this day sounds pretty good. It was more on the metal side of things - like Metallica or Iron Maiden. Achilles did a few talent shows for school and a few parties here and there.

    It was now 1989. There were two Classic Rock radio stations at this time who basically played the same stuff. 92.3 "Classic Rock" and WRNO 99.5 "The Rock of New Orleans" On weekends and school nights when I had nothing to do, I would glue myself to the radio and just listen, I would spend hours engulfed in the music coming into my room. As time passed, I was able to name any song on the radio, the artist, the year, the album, etc. You name it, I knew it. This was my HOMEWORK.

    A few years passed, as the routine continued. Around the age of 19 or 20 I started to collect bootlegs and managed to aquire a nice size collection. I had boots from every year. Probably 40 concerts in all. By this time my entire room was covered with Zep posters, memorabilia, etc. (which I have all lost since then, due to Hurricane Katrina in 2005) My band had split up and I was looking for a new project to get into. I knew my talents would take me somewhere, and most of all I enjoyed it. A friend of mine was looking to join a group but they needed a bass player, not a drummer. I had always had an interest in bass and now was a good time to try it out. I borrowed a bass from a musical friend and it was just as natural as any other instrument. I was new to the instrument, so I wasn't all that flashy yet, but I knew the notes, which was good enough for now. I was also singing a bit at the time. After a few jam sessions, a new band was formed called "DeJa Vu". We played top 40 classic rock and a few originals.

    My love for Zeppelin was still strong, even though I had managed to appreciate other great bands like Rush and Pink Floyd, none of the new music was of interest. Everything I liked was considered "old". (Classic Rock) I also aquired a love for the blues, which again was inspired by my love for Zeppelin. Zeppelin opened my eyes to how music should be composed and arranged- not only how to play.

    I was born on October 23rd, 1973. The year Houses of the Holy was released, almost to the day. What better way to celebrate my love, than a permanant mark? Me and a few buddies of mine decided to get a tattoo one evning...Mine.....We'll I had the indide cover of HOTH engraved on my left arm. You know, the pic of the guy holding the adolecent child over his head. Looks exactly like it, except bigger. I brought the album with me that night so the artist couls sketch it out on paper...It looks beautiful to this day...Another reminder of The Zeppelin.....

    In 1997, I formed a trio with my brother on drums, a guitar player and myself on bass/vocals called "Three Piece White Meat". The name was hilarious, but we were hungry musicians who played around town consistantly. We did originals with a mix of Zeppelin, Rush and Black Sabbath. We were all heavy into Zeppelin and the guitar players father owned a record shop. The next few years of my life would be spent in and out of this shop, buying anything available from Zeppelin. My collection was getting bigger and bigger. It was good to finally realise at this point that the path I had chosen (musical preference) was indeed a good one, because my like-minded friends all had good taste and had been through that same phase in life. My friends had good taste, and I suppose so did I. It all made sense. All the years I had been teased because of what I had listened to, didn't matter anymore. I knew from an early age that what I embraced was going to shape my life and it did.

    In 2000, I had the pleasure of meeting one of my idols. Mr. JPJ at the HOB in New Orleans. He was supporting his Zooma LP. After a fantastic show, I waited outside for 3 hours to meet him. As he came out, I got nervous. I didn't know what to say!!!! After he signed a few autograph I asked him to take a few pics with me and sign a few things. I told him what an impact he had on my life growing up and he seemed really humbled by my comments. He was very polite and easy going. After the pics he said to me "good luck with your music, I hope you do well out there" and he disappeard into the dark ally. I was speechless for days. I couldn't believe I actually met JPJ. It was incredible. My brother and some friends (who also met him that night) were all in a daze for a week or so. Did we just meet The Master of Bass??? Yes, we did.

    A year or so later, I formed another Trio called "Endora's Mask" which still exist to this day. You can check out a few tunes at:


    Our Zeppelin influence in subtle but obvious in certain phrasings and arragements. It's very tasteful and unique, which is hard to come by these days. I wouldn't say that we sound like any one band, really. It's a good mix of classic vs. modern. See for yourself. So If you are wondering.....

    What does Zeppelin mean to me?.............


    They are the most influential rock band of all time.

    They have shaped my past, present and future.

    And for that, I am very grateful to be who I am today.

    Zeppelin Rulez!

  15. In 1990, my father died suddenly and totally unexpectedly. My family owned a restaurant (I was the manager) and when this happened, my mom completely lost it. She sold the restaurant and devoted her time to bereavement groups. Meanwhile, her 24 year old son was out of a job. Unemployment had peaked in Southern California at that time and I was well fucked. I lost my home, my brand new Z28 Camaro, everything fell in one huge crash. I was sleeping in the park, living out of my backpack. It was November and thankfully I was an experienced long distance backpacker, so I had top shelf gear. Things went from bad to worse and I came to the point where I was looking for a suitable piece of cardboard to make a “Will work for food” sign. I decided the only shot I had was to get out of the area and start over entirely. In the words of Jules from Pulp Fiction, I was going to “walk the Earth”. I decided to make a spiritual pilgrimage out to the Mojave Desert where I’d spent so many nights camping with my friends in the past. I was checking over my maps making links between known water sources and came across an icon of a church. Under it was, in tiny type, the word “monastery”. I resolved to make for the monastery and ask for sanctuary. I hitchhiked the 100 miles to the desert and walked for several days to the remote location, 25 miles from the highway. I was taken in by the abbot. The monks were Coptic Orthodox Egyptians who barely spoke English. I guess they considered me some kind of “find” as I was spiritually pretty much a blank slate. . I stayed there for several weeks, living, eating, working and praying with the monks.

    One day, this guy showed up. He said he was thinking of becoming an ascetic and was investigating different monasteries looking for the one for him. I told him my story. It turns out the guy was a rock and roll guitar player, so we had some common interests (aside from a common language, lol). He said his church would help me and I could come and stay with him. The next day, much to the abbot’s disappointment, we left together. It turns out this guy lived in Boulder Creek, an absolutely idyllic little town in the Redwoods above Santa Cruz, south of San Francisco. The next day, a few weeks later (December 26th), in torrential rain, I walked to town in search of a job. I saw a sign in the window of an A&W Drive-In. Expecting to start flipping burgers for 5 bucks an hour, it turned out the guy needed a manager. Seems his current manager was getting along in her pregnancy and it was time to stop the grind. So I was offered a full-time job and a salary. The next day I met the manager, Mary Beth. She was my age and a fellow Led/Deadhead. We became instant friends. As it turned out, with her being off work, she and her husband needed to rent out a room in their house. They gave me the master bedroom which had a giant picture window right next to the bed looking right onto the river! Deer would cruise right by my feet from where I lay. When they had the baby, they decided they needed their own place and they let me take over the lease. I invited my best bud from back home to move up. So there I was, barely six months after my father’s passing and the collapse of my world, running another restaurant and living in a riverside cottage in the redwoods, something I’d always dreamed of after seeing Robert and his family in TSRTS.

    It just goes to show how things can turn around in the strangest and most amazing ways.

  16. my fav has to be Rock and roll.It was the first zep song i ever heard at age 11,and i loved it from the start.It also has great memories because it was the song they opened with both times isaw them,in 72 in manchester and 75 at earls court.I love the songs with the big guitar riffs mainly,the ocean black dog heartbreaker to name but a few.

  17. Hi just joined 2 mins ago.I am dodge from the uk and have been a zep fan for over thirty years.I have been lucky to have seen them twice,the first time in 72 in manchester,England and the second time at Earls court in 75.I still listen to zep on an almost daily basis.It is great to see zep fans of all ages and from all over the world on the forum.keep rockin.

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